I’ve had a rough couple of weeks. I’m finding myself in that sandwich generation where I am having to take care of my aging/ill parents and care for my small children as well. I’m just very overwhelmed with the amount of work that I am undertaking. I feel like I’ve lost all of me. I watched my mother go through this for years. I never dreamed I’d be in her same shoes.

I’ve really been reflecting on some old memories. I guess I’d just like to return to a place where things were secure and fun. Oh, life has its joys now, I’m just really tired. I’m not going through anything that anyone else hasn’t gone through – I just now have a place I can complain about it!

Oh Lord, “restore unto me the joy of my salvation.”