For some reason, you are totally overwhelming me this week. I feel like I'm treading water and barely staying afloat. A whole lot of minor things are piling up into what feels like major chaos for me.
Intellectually, I know that things will be okay. I know in my mind that this is all manageable, and everything will work out with patience, perseverance, and trust. But my heart is feeling burdened, and my chest is feeling tight.
The worst part is that I feel guilty for feeling so overwhelmed. The things that are burdening me feel so trivial compared to the real suffering that others are going thought. I'm stressed about registering our new car with the DMV; figuring out this new Affordable Care stuff (I'm totally on board with you, Obama, but it's a lot to work through when we're about to have a baby); finances; student loans; running out of pants that fit (thanks, pregnancy!); a printer that doesn't always work; being tired - you name it.
But - I have a nice, safe house to sleep in; and two cars that run well; money to buy food and pay bills; a husband who is more than I could have ever dreamed of; and a family who loves me dearly (and I them). I am blessed. I am rich.
So, that's it. Just a little #realtalk from me to you, world. I'm hoping that I'll feel better soon, and I'm hoping that if there are others who feel the same, that they would also trust that things will get better.
PS. World, thanks for dropping this little wisdom-bomb into my inbox this morning:
"O God, listen to my cry! Hear my prayer! From the ends of the earth, I cry to you for help when my heart is overwhelmed. Lead me to the towering rock of safety." - Psalm 61:1-3
See you on the flip side.