Every so often I feel heavy and burdened. Burdened by my busy life, my exhaustion, family activities, social commitments, financial obligations. Like everything is my sole responsibility and I’m watching the rest of the world enjoy freedoms and choices…and even boredom.
Then I take some deep breaths and think about all the times I’ve felt like this before and pushed through. About the fact that we all feel this way from time to time. And that for every pound of burden I feel, I have 3 times the amount of love and support out there. I just have to accept it and be willing to share the load.