Some days I’m just not cut out for this. \u00a0For this job. For this responsibility. \u00a0For this life.<\/p>\n
Some days I just don’t have it in me. \u00a0Some days I just want to throw in the towel, run away, go on vacation.<\/p>\n
Some days I want to go back and rethink every choice I’ve ever made. \u00a0Not because I regret them but because maybe just a small change could make a big difference.<\/p>\n
Some days nap time just doesn’t come fast enough. \u00a0And most days nap time just doesn’t last long enough.<\/p>\n
Some days I just don’t have the patience to leave the house. \u00a0And some days I don’t care enough to get dressed.<\/p>\n
Some days the responsibility is just too big for one person. \u00a0What I am expected to do, accomplish, achieve, is just beyond my realm of reality.<\/p>\n
Some days my love is overwhelming and feels like too much to handle. \u00a0And sometimes, even on those days, that love is not enough to motivate me to push forward.<\/p>\n
And some days just don’t work out. \u00a0Some days my drive to be my best is completely overshadowed by my self-doubt and insecurities.<\/p>\n
Maybe it’s because of the weather. \u00a0Maybe it’s because I’m exhausted. \u00a0Maybe it’s because it’s\u00a0too much for one person to handle.<\/p>\n
But in the end, we have managed to survive every day (so far) and every some day ends eventually and I able to start the next day fresh and renewed.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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