I’m feeling some things, so here we go:
My kids say they have dinner handled. They are almost 25 and 21, so whatever that looks like, it’s theirs. I’m eating a salad because it makes me happy.
I really don’t know how this semester is going to pan out. I don’t care. I will show up and do the work.
I have done all I know how to do. Some things are phasing out, but that’s okay. It’s not quitting if it’s not serving you.
I’m grateful for the stuff that’s going right. And the people that make it happen.
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