Aiden is sick.
The pinched nerve in my back is making me crazy.
Mom is meeting her oncologist for the first time and I can't help but worry.
It is cold and grey out (high of 46? no thank you...)
I am once again behind on laundry and dishes, and somehow even though we rarely buy new stuff these days all my junk drawers and spaces are overflowing.
Nothing is organized... I am tired... it would be SO much easier to start tomorrow.
Tomorrow will be exactly the same.
Except worse, because one more day will have slipped by... taunting me and calling me a failure.
So today, I am starting fresh.
I am taking the first step to dig myself out of this hole that I fell into a month ago.
A month is too long. Way too long.
I need to reclaim the joy I had found before cancer crept into the picture.
I need to not let all the hard work I put in over 5 months of building healthy habits be for nothing.
I need to trust my God to fulfill every promise I am quick to share with others who are struggling but slow to claim for myself.
It is time to fight...
and ready or not I start today.
|I was looking for a photo for this post and came across this one... this is why I am so determined... this sweet little angel. |
I know that God will give me everything I need to give this little boy the very best mama he can have.