Breathe in. Breathe out. Repeat.
There are moments, okay, sometimes days that morph into weeks that turn into years that are so challenging to navigate. They weigh heavy as a long winter night that I don’t know if I can lift my eyes to face another wallop. And then smackdown!
But I’m made of sterner stuff – God stuff. And I breathe in. I breathe out. And I pray. And then I do it all over again.
Does it get easier? No. Yes. I honestly don’t know. I tell myself that life isn’t that hard. We make it hard. But we don’t have to. This is what I tell myself. This is what I’m telling you.
But what if everyone would just grow the duck up? Just be responsible? Make their life the best life possible? Look forward. Don’t look back. Make this moment happy. The best moment possible. It’s just a heartbeat. It’s a smile even in the darkest of darkest night.
Breathe. Breathe again. And again.
Cheers!
❤️