Waking up to a sick baby who cries for 2 hours at 2 am. Dealing with cancer. The sunset. A cozy cup of coffee. Upset parents at school. Photography. Death. Life. Smiles. Frowns. Life is beautifully hard.
Sitting on my couch drinking a soothing mug of hot chocolate. I am supposed to be doing yoga. I had every intention of getting on the mat today. And then Owen took over an hour to get down for a nap. And I had a tough day at work. And I am exhausted. I am always exhausted now. So I am frustrated because all I wanted to do today is some yoga. Is that too much to ask?
Life is beautifully hard. There are so many moments that make you catch your breath with happiness. There are just as many moments that make you want to curl up and cry. I am constantly thankful for everything I have in my life. But I am also realizing it is ok to acknowledge that things are hard. Things are also beautiful. Beautifully hard.