The beginning of the school year has brought about lot of changes my entire family has been having to adjust to. I'm still not waking up quit as early as I would like to be. I haven't read a single chapter of my beloved historical fiction novel. I can't go shopping at nine at night and expect it to still be daylight outside with the neighbor children still running and shouting outside after a one hundred degree day. My family and I just added a new addition to our family. Not a child this time, but a dog. He is easy to train, but still quite the handful. He has already proved himself to be quite a good seizure alert dog for my epileptic husband who has had six seizures in five weeks recently, and he is also a descent jogging buddy, though some smells still distract him.
With all of this I can't help but feel like I am not living up to my own expectations. Sometimes This thought does come up. But its ok. It's all ok. All the chaos. All the changes. How I have a hard time adjusting. It is ok.