I took this photo a little over a week ago and my how it feels like it's been months. The path this week has been too real y'all.
While having both of us on the frontlines during the week (my husband a nurse and I in the service industry) and learning family members that have been directly impacted by this virus (can't be with them due to distance) I felt like I was losing a piece of me with each blow while trying to remain sane and my joyful self. It's hard and I failed.
I woke this morning in a deep depression. All I wanted to do was sleep and in a funk. My head pounding and just not feeling it.
But then I made my bed, got dressed, watched a movie 'All the Bright Places' (on netflix and highly recommend), made some calls, sent some texts, caught up with my mama, coworkers and clients, even knocked out some much neglected work, stood at my back door with the window open and just took in the air and my backyard as the sun went down. I made a spaghetti dinner for Coty and I and settled in for another movie, 'Long Shot' (a hilarious rom-com and highly reccomend). And now I lay here thankful for the day and growth. And looking forward to the day I can be back with all of my closest friends and family. To hug and embrace. And to be joyful with my tribe. ❤🤗❤