Sometimes life kicks you right in the face.
I don't think it means to. I think you're sitting on the floor, making to-do lists and somehow, someway life comes by and just accidentally over-extends it's leg and makes contact with your chin. Your eyes water and your face grimaces and your happy little floor sitting, list making experience is over.
That was my last week.
I won't go into details but both my health and my home life were in absolute shambled disarray. I promise I'll tell you more about it later, but for now just know I had the kind of week where I cried more than I laughed. It was a bummer.
When you have those kinds of weeks, nothing gets done. You try to be productive but its hard enough to just keep up conversation with those close to you.
That means this week, the week where things are looking up and life is feeling better and my brain is less scrambled, well... they're spent playing catch up from the time where I was down for the count.
One of the things that's been making me feel crushed is this blog. I neglected it last week because life made me. And I wanted to be back but I didn't know how to re-start.
This is it.
This is my dive back into the pool.
I don't have much for today, but I just want you to know that if you're struggling through something and you're not quite sure how to come back, it's okay to make a mess of it if you're trying.
Sometimes what counts most is just showing up, telling your story, and giving yourself grace with the rest.