Over the last two weeks of appointments, prescriptions, and now blood draws, I've recognized in myself that I'm on edge; cranky to be honest......witchy to be even more honest.
I am struggling with the intellectual balance of knowing something as good, and finding joy (or at least peace) in carrying it out. I'm just in a bad mood.....constantly. The blood draws are tedious, the taking of daily prescriptions and supplements is annoying; I'm just aggravated.
I recognize the potential for great good in these actions, but I'm just so worn thin. After seven years of low fertility and loss, I'm so tired of swimming upstream. Yet, every time I think to quit kicking, I remember something Fulton Sheen said, "dead bodies float downstream".
So, as I struggle to embrace a swim upstream, I wanted to share some moments I'm thankful for. We finally had a break in the weather and March went out like a lamb yesterday (we're back to cold today, April Fool's from Mother Nature!).
My jog yesterday:
|My running path - the local college two blocks away|
|I ran up here - this picture was really just so I could catch my breath|
|See, that's why I was breathing hard - 5 stories!|
|A much better view than city streets|
|Is there a planetarium on your route?|
|How about a giant uphill bridge?|
I love to be outside when the weather is nice. It was so wonderful to spend some time outside. It was balm for my crabby soul.
Stop back tomorrow for a giveaway to celebrate 100+ Likes on my Facebook page :)