This past week has been full of challenges and struggle puddle days, and today is no different. I’ve been up since six in the morning with head and stomach pain, and no end in sight. It’s one of those weeks when the reassurance “tomorrow will be another day” is starting to ring hollow.
I hope the rest of the world is having an easier time than I am on this Saturday morning. I console myself with the fact that it’s raining outside, reminding me of home and so many other painful days that did, eventually, come to an end.
This is only the middle.