Sand

I was having a great conversation this morning with a friend. She asked how I was doing as of late since my last month was such a dismal, spiraling, personal hell. I answered, "very well." I took a moment on my birthday to regroup. I found what I was doing wrong, the extreme side of me took over and unfortunately, I couldn't see that at the time.

I grabbed a handful of sand from Love, Cake Business, My Parents/Family, Work, My Health and The House. I tried to grab all of them at once and hold on tight. Well, what happens when you grab a handful of sand? It slips through your fingers and you're only left with a few grains. My initial reaction to just grab and be able to handle it all, was the beginning of my demise. I forgot one simple thing: work smarter. Instead of grabbing buckets to carry the sand or asking for help, I thought I could get by with just a handful of each.

I am listening, very intently to those closely around me. There are some troubling signs there but I am ready to help in any way I can, keeping mind of my personal buckets of life that need careful care as well.

Moving forward slowly is still moving forward... remember that when you find yourself struggling in life.