Tired. Weary. Stale.
Those are things I don’t like to be; I don’t enjoy feeling.
Physical tiredness is one thing. I’m a mom to three kids ages 5, 3 & 10 months. The physical fatigue is to be expected. Besides, I know that personally, I could do better. Make more time for workouts to boost the energy. Get to bed earlier. Curb the diet a bit. But c’mon: chocolate is a necessity…
I don’t ever want to look stale though. I don’t want to become so complacent with my life that my face only reflects fatigue. There’s a lot more negative around me than positive sometimes. More month, more bills, more wannabe commitments than funds. There’s always a need for something essential. The news is full of all sorts of creepy stories. Usually some tired people who no longer could hold back and reacted with poor judgement. The amount of illness, cancer, corruption that seems to be exponentially increasing–crazy!
But then I glance at my family’s smiley faces and that gives me renewal. They’re motivation to arise each day, stretch and smile. They’re constantly giggling away. Those giggles turn into full blown laughter, and the occasional tantrum when they do tire. Regardless, their energy, their hope, knows no limit.
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