Mornings~
A few years ao, I used to wake up, lay in bed, stare at the ceiling and think. I would stay there a while, trying to figure out what the impending feeling of doom I felt in my stomach was all about, or why at 6:00 am I was already worried. About Everything.
I remember waking each morning, waiting to see how I felt before I got up and started my morning ritual of getting ready and heading off to work. Day in day out, those feelings would take over my days, pervade the good thoughts and leave me feeling really unsettled.
Really ugly.
Really awful.
It has been years since I felt that way, on a daily basis that is. Years since endless worry took over anything good to come, but yesterday I woke up feeling that way. It caught me off guard and I wasn't sure how to respond. I tossed and turned for a few hours in the wee of the morning, dreaming horrible dreams, hoping sleep would take over and leave me there. The alarm went off at 5:15 am and I slowly emerged from my bed, continued my morning ritual and slowly drove to work.
I sat at my desk reading your wonderful blogs, and not finding the connection that I seem to find with so many of you. Work seemed daunting, and I missed my baby terribly, even his "momma, what's that" comments.
I felt inadequate.
I felt like I didn't measure up.
I felt like my life was being wasted away behind this desk.
I felt like I was missing out on something wonderful.
I felt a little sick to my stomach, remembering my life when these feelings used to creep in daily.
I was grumpy.
I was Moody.
I was dark & I don't like being dark.
I suppose some days I just have to let it ride, realizing not every day can be peaches and cream.
{which they aren't}
I need to realize that even though these feeling bring me back to a dark place in my life, I am not in that place anymore.
I have been freed from those burdens.
I have made better choices, decisions and learned from my mistakes.
I suppose I am given days like this to remind me of how far I have come, and remind me that I don't want to go back to enduring those MORNINGS.
I love being free.
I love being a mommy.
I love having the pool man next to me.
I love that at times I don't measure up, because it makes me work harder to be a better person, a better friend, a better daughter and a better wife.
Makes me work towards a better life in general.
Morning like this Help me to grow continuously.
Tomorrow will be a new day.
A new day to make some changes, to make decisions, to make my life happen.
So with these impending feelings of worry and doom temporarily settling in,
I promise to see the beauty in each step I take.
I promise to take small moments with my son and cherish them immensely.
I promise to kiss the pool man an extra time, just for the fun of it.
I promise to breath in the salty sea air a little slower.
To bask in the sunshine just a little bit longer...
& sip my sweet lemonade just a little slower.
For now I will sit in my MORNING, as it is always a reminder that life is meant to be cherished:
ONE DAY AT A TIME.
Sweet blessings from SC~
XOXO~
P.S. Wishing you a wonderful weekend...see you soon~
Muwahhh~
{photos from fabbrunette}







