Diapers need stuffed, the kitchen needs to be cleaned, the floors need to be swept and mopped. The dogs are barking, the baby might wake up soon... But I decided I need to sit here and take a moment to reflect on how freaking lucky I am.
I will be 30 this week. The big 3-0. I have lived many places. I have seen far too many things. I have said many more things that I wish I could have erased. But I have lived. I am healthy. My baby is healthy. I struggle. I never know what each day will bring. If I will be able to muster the energy to make it from my morning cup of coffee to the last bite of my dinner in the evening.
I love my life. Sometimes I find myself green with envy of friends and colleagues. But then I look in the mirror and I can proudly say that I am HAPPY and I LOVE who I am. Even though I have made many sacrifices over the last year, I have never gone without anything that I have needed. I have just learned that I need a lot less than what I used to have.
I miss my sisters. My mood is ----- Not really high, not low, just ---- I miss my sister.
