…sometimes more than we realize.
Today is one of those days where I feel like a complete and utter failure.
I am missing my children… I feel like I have failed them. Like I have missed out on loving them the best that I can. That I have missed out for work. For triathlon. For many things.
I feel like a terrible daughter and wife and friend and employee… person in general. I feel like I have lost time with anger and fighting. And not being the best I could—for myself, for my family.
(Yes, we have established that I am terribly hard on myself, in general. ^^^ Case in point.)
Then, sitting at my desk and feeling overwhelmed and terrible, I came across this quote, and it made me stop…
Today is important.
And each day should be given equal respect.
Every day is not a job interview. Or race day. Or a momentenous spot on the timeline of our lives…
But every day matters. And I can do better today.
Every day is precious.
And today, I am going to remember just that.
And as I was writing this, I was slapped in the face… I had forgotten something that happened this morning.
I am often reminded by one of my San Diego friends, Carrie, that I should try my best to see myself through the eyes of others. But then I don’t often know what people think of me (and I try not to care), so then I get confused. Ha… I know what she means though.
So this morning, in the kitchen my son looked at me…
And he whispered, “I love you, Mom. You are very, very pretty. And nice.”
I’m going to go with his opinion, with what he saw in me this morning. [Even though I think he was bribing me for ice cream tonight.]
Today is important. Today I am going to be better than I was yesterday. Oh, and today, I am pretty and nice. 🙂
And. So. Are. You.
Have a great weekend friends.