For several years now, I have lived my life with the idea that having good days or having bad days was within my control.
I have tried (with varying degrees of success) to choose to be happy and positive. It's not always easy. Actually, it's really difficult most of the time, and I often fail.
Nonetheless, I keep trying. (Now that I think about it, my entire pregnancy was, more or less, a hiatus from this plan but I'm back on the wagon now.)
All day today, I've been thinking about how sad I was to leave Grace this morning and about the comments that Melissa left regarding my earlier post.
I've come to a realization.
I need to get over this guilt and anguish. If I allow myself to be sad every morning, then I'm going to be sad every morning for the next five years. That is not healthy for me or for Grace.
Starting tomorrow morning, I'm going to be grateful for the great job I have, and the time I have with Grace in the morning and the evening.
I'll let you know how it goes.
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