Sometimes it happens that we get overwhelmed and exhausted.
Well I actually think it happens in cycles for me.
The to do list is long, and keeps getting longer. And the harder we work on the list, the less connected we are to each other, to the children, and the more arguing, and crying, and begging for attention from every one around.
And then something - usually something small, insignificant really, but behind all the pressure, seems so huge - resets it.
We stop. We exhale. We reach out. The children climb into our laps. Arms around our necks. Breaths in our faces. Closed eyes.
Breath.
Reset.
We are reminded what matters.
The people in our lives, the luv they feel, how we care about them, and how we feel about THAT.
*sigh*
That is all.
