Stop Just Stop
As sit here at the mommy milk factory its 10am and for whoever cares (yep just me I am on time)….I am grappled with this: did you change, did you figure out what you needed? Who are you today, tomorrow? Your loved ones and friends listen to your story, your woes, (when they have their own) over and over same pattern, same theme. One minute you are on solid ground, all is well you are eating well. The next you are irritable, depressed, scared, anxious, and wiped out. Then you write….. You don’t hit the snooze button because your alarm goes off at 5am or 6 most days to start a ten hour day, and you find yourself turning on last week’s sermon, listening to music as you check work emails, and field of fires you missed from the day before. The sounds and voices grow louder. Why haven’t you started working out more, 2 days a week, that’s it, how come you are still feeding him your milk, you just don’t seem like you anymore, did you really buy store-bought Target salmon? STOP. JUST STOP....