Sometimes all it takes to get us to live our lives is to consider our emotions.
They can really run the show.
I started tonight unsure about a lot of things.
I was down and making myself sick with worry.
I ended the night talking with a friend and it lightened my load.
I felt while I was down that I had nothing to offer on here.
I'm not really grasping anything I thought.
How can I write to live like it's your last day when I am feeling this way.
I felt like it all day and so I didn't get much down.
I didn't seize my day or even spend it wrapped up in my children.
I spent it just coasting and pouting.
It makes me realize that I need to take my emotions captive.
I need to try to see that I'm upset and try to do things myself that will cheer me up.
I can call a close friend, my husband, family, someone who just by being them cheers me up.
I don't need to feel like this all day.
There are times though that I can't seem to shake off the funk and I think it's ok to give myself the extra break that I need to just relax and recoperate.
I suppose part of living is also in the bad days.
The days that make us grow.
Today I grew a little.
That's how I lived my day.