I haven’t done much writing this week, so I thought I would make a quick post here.
It’s been a rough week for my family and I wish I could be there for them. We are 1700 miles apart, and traveling is just not feasible for me. I love them all and just want to hug them.
I’m on this journey of finding the positive and finding the joy, and I’ve tried hard this week to do that. It has not been easy. I worry. I cry. I worry.
I was talking with a few co-workers recently, and we were saying how we always tell our son’s we love them. Often. We’re kinda over the top about it. The reason we do this is that you never know when your last day on earth will be.
I’m guessing a lot of you do the same thing. Go for it. Be over the top. Make sure that those you love know it, even if it drives them crazy. It makes it more fun if it drives them crazy. There’s joy in that. At least for me 😀