It’s been a day. I feel drained. Sometimes life takes more out of me than I’m able to give. I feel deeply on a ridiculous level. When I’m mad, I am really mad. When I am excited, I’m bouncing off the walls. I am one extreme or another, one of the reasons I fight so hard to find some kind of balance. When I’m off, I’m completely off and when life it good, it’s fantastic. Summer has thrown me off a bit. It’s time to get back up and take those baby steps toward finding what it is I am meant to do. I think I’m coming closer, I just can’t see it clearly yet. One day at a time. One step at a time. My first stop when the kids go back to school will be yoga. It is quiet there, welcoming, a place I can freely be to explore the things I once never imagined possible. A place that reminds me to continue to love the unlovable and be kind to the ones most would consider undeserving. A reminder to keep my heart open and continue to focus on what really matters instead of being clouded by the things that can blur my view. It is a place that reminds me everyone matters and most importantly, I matter. I have a job to do in this short life span of mine and it’s time to get back around to doing it.