Things are still mostly okay for me. I have no right to complain when there are so many in worse condition than I am. I’m grateful for every blessing I receive.
I still hurt. I’m still weary. I still have a deep, lingering sadness within me. It’s doesn’t take very much to send my mood into a tailspin. I can feel the sadness and frustration sucking away my happiness like storm clouds settling in for a miserable week of weather. Every day is a fight for inner joy. Some days the fight is easier than others.
Today is a low day.