Last week was a complete whirlwind. In fact, I wish I had a picture of myself from Saturday evening to share with you today. I was literally laying on the kitchen floor, while hanging out with the family before dinner. I wasn’t being dramatic, that’s truly not my gig. I was just laying there because my whole body was aching, but I still wanted to be present with the fam. They thought it was strange, of course.
But to me, laughable as it was, it was the only way through.
Even in the middle of the craziest weeks though, there are moments to remember. There are moments worth soaking in and relishing. Moments worth holding on to. Moments worth intentionally filing with a sparkly tab that says, “Remember me!”
They make the rest of it worth it.
They are the reason we struggle. They are often only discovered as a result of the struggle. …