Two more weeks...

Just two weeks and my oldest two will be in school. Too bad my classes started yesterday. I am taking 2 slam cram classes 8 weeks each.

Like a child (of God)

It takes a lot out of me to ask for help. Even when I just need to "let go, and let God". I find it very humbling and tearful. I must offer my weakness and ask for help, guidance and relief. I like to strive for my personal level of perfection in all I do. When the task is hard I procrastinate, until I have the time to do it "right". Or I work way too hard and long making things perfect straining my brain and losing sleep. Today I ask for help, I pray and cry and admit I am only human. Taking care of 5 people (including myself) leaves me empty. Often I forget to take care of myself. Every once in a while I break and have to wipe the slate and start with myself. Today is that day.