Choosing the Eucharisto... Inspired by Ann Voskamp 1000 Gifts
Eyes fly open as the alarm goes off at 5am... Why do I have to get up so early? Standing in the middle of the closet staring at clothes... I don't want to iron, that's too small... I really should get rid of that but maybe I'll eventually wear it again, that's to casual... Ugh I don't know what to wear . Breakfast... Its cereal again kids. Mom didn't get up and make breakfast yet again . Dishes in the sink, laundry on the floor, unmade beds, tooth paste squeezed out, lights left on, I have no idea what is for dinner... One thing after another dragging me down before I even leave my house by 7am. I am annoyed with my life and flirting with depressing thoughts, that this is my new normal, as I head out the door. Normal? How can this be normal? How can this be the way life just has to be? Where is the "joy in the morning?" I fear it got drowned in the disposal I as frantically threw dishes in the dishwasher before walking out the door late-