Since none of my other children have any food allergies, I’m still trying to wrap my mind around how this happened. As I was talking to the doctor’s office all I could think about was my delicious wheat bread floating away into the ocean and waving farewell. My dramatic self is going to have to do some adjusting, but it seems so late in the game to find out now that wheat will have to be absent (for now) from his life. End rant.
Since my last post yet it feels like an eternity.
Guess that’s what happens when writing at least every other days ceases and life happens.
My life has seriously become imbalanced with my long list of to-do’s somehow shifting the gravitational force and wreaking nothing short of havoc in my daily activities.
At a certain point, all I can do is take it one day at a time. One task at a time. One tantrum at a time and just breathe. I must remember why I work so hard and what motivates me to keep moving even though my body may disagree.
“Enjoy your life, no matter how hard it may seem. When life gives you a thousand reasons to cry, show the world you have a million reasons to smile.”