Sometimes I feel...

lost
scared
stuck
imperfect
old
immature
lazy
sick
drowning
and incredibly sad.

But then...

gloriously,
I'm reminded off all the things than I AM...

blessed
creative
strong
curious
protected
pretty
okay
grateful
loving
eclectic
unique
and the best dang copier ever...even if I need reminders...and sometimes they're grey.


My life has been such a mess of life experiences lately. I've:

become invisible,
received my first university A...
...and F...
...and a current D-,
witnessed abuse,
cried at the thought of the slain bunny,
cooked Tofurky,
played Sinterklaas,
fought with my ISP,
wondered where my sense of calm was coming from,
and hoped that I was "enough".

I really hope I am...