The other day I got an email back from our complex secretary (she's awesome). She answered a few questions I had asked and then ended by saying, "Don't forget to breathe and eat chocolate."
I feel like I'm still trying to catch my breath from all the crazy stuff that has been happening around here with work. My mind is spinning constantly with to do lists and tasks I need to get done. Tonight I feel as if I can breathe a bit better. I survived check outs, we're moved into our new apartment (thanks to mom, dad, and shawnii), I finished collecting abandoned property in each apartment (thanks to Katherine), and I just mopped my kitchen floor. Things are starting to come together better.
Throughout the last month of transitioning to a new complex and moving to a new apartment I've realized I can't do it all. I have to ask for help. I have to give myself moments to breathe (and eat chocolate) to keep me sane. Luckily I married the greatest man who knows just how to snap me out of my anxiety and helps keep my head on straight. I've also got the greatest family and friends who always seem to call, text, or stop by at just the right moment when I'm needing that extra boost of help.
I know I haven't been my complete self the last month and I'm trying to work harder each day at getting my heart back to where it was before. I'm learned more that bitterness and negativity are really what exhausts me. Satan wants me to feel defeated and thrives from those moments that I feel so discouraged. I have to rely on my Savior to really give me the strength to carry on each day. I know that my problems and stresses are so petty and small compared to so many people out in the world but I also know that my Savior loves me and wants to help me not matter how petty my problems may seem to me. I have to accept that help and learn to lean on Him for strength.
So, tonight I'm going to sit here, take a deep breath, eat some chocolate and remember how blessed I am. I'm going to refocus my heart and mind where they need to be....towards the Savior. I'm going to remember how grateful I felt just a few weeks ago about this job. I can do hard things. Through the love of my family, friends, and Savior I can make it through this. Whatever the end result is, I want to look back and know that I did my best in this situation and had the attitude my Savior would have wanted me to have.
I feel like I'm still trying to catch my breath from all the crazy stuff that has been happening around here with work. My mind is spinning constantly with to do lists and tasks I need to get done. Tonight I feel as if I can breathe a bit better. I survived check outs, we're moved into our new apartment (thanks to mom, dad, and shawnii), I finished collecting abandoned property in each apartment (thanks to Katherine), and I just mopped my kitchen floor. Things are starting to come together better.
Throughout the last month of transitioning to a new complex and moving to a new apartment I've realized I can't do it all. I have to ask for help. I have to give myself moments to breathe (and eat chocolate) to keep me sane. Luckily I married the greatest man who knows just how to snap me out of my anxiety and helps keep my head on straight. I've also got the greatest family and friends who always seem to call, text, or stop by at just the right moment when I'm needing that extra boost of help.
I know I haven't been my complete self the last month and I'm trying to work harder each day at getting my heart back to where it was before. I'm learned more that bitterness and negativity are really what exhausts me. Satan wants me to feel defeated and thrives from those moments that I feel so discouraged. I have to rely on my Savior to really give me the strength to carry on each day. I know that my problems and stresses are so petty and small compared to so many people out in the world but I also know that my Savior loves me and wants to help me not matter how petty my problems may seem to me. I have to accept that help and learn to lean on Him for strength.
So, tonight I'm going to sit here, take a deep breath, eat some chocolate and remember how blessed I am. I'm going to refocus my heart and mind where they need to be....towards the Savior. I'm going to remember how grateful I felt just a few weeks ago about this job. I can do hard things. Through the love of my family, friends, and Savior I can make it through this. Whatever the end result is, I want to look back and know that I did my best in this situation and had the attitude my Savior would have wanted me to have.
"Its ok to have a melt down. Just don't upack and live there. Cry it out and then refocus on where you are headed." -Pinterest
Breathe. Eat Chocolate. Refocus. I can do this.
Until next time...
Holly
Breathe, eat chocolate, or go for a run with your sister. (Which by the way, I haven't done since I ran with you.) I LOVE YOU. I LOVED THIS ENTRY. :)
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