Tear Fest II

Today I cried. It wasn't a long, drawn out overly emotional and sappy cry. It lasted for almost a minute. It was a different kind of cry. It was sudden and slow and only three tears fell from my face. I'm not even sure of what was wrong or if anything was wrong. I'm just tired and extremely overwhelmed. My body just feels like it can't go on any longer. So I did it. I went to the bathroom, stared out of the window, and without warning, the tears came. Like I said, they were brief, but necessary.

The triumphant part about the situation is that during my daily mental reflection in rush hour traffic, I owned everything I felt. I thought to myself, "I'm taking on too much additional responsibilty." In actuallity, it's not really that much that I've taken on, it's just that my work load situtaion is so extreme this year, that extra tasks seem amplified. Anywho, I always ask myself on not so great days, was it soooo bad that I wouldn't return the next day if I had a choice? The answer was no. Even though I am incredibly exhausted, I couldn't bare the thought of not seeing my kids again. (Maybe I'm exaggering...I could bare the thought, but I REALLY wouldn't like to!)

I've wanted to quit some endeavors in life and some of them I have; just quit right in the middle of the whole thing. So if it's not bad enough to quit, it can't really be that bad at all.

So I'm beginning to pick up the pieces mentally and emotionally and prepare for a new day. I'll look into my kids eyes tomorrow and give lots of hugs and I know everything will be alright :))

PEACE