Sometimes we are moving through life feeling good, being successful, holding everything together. The next thing you know a quiet moment takes you by surprise and you break apart. You discover that this whole time you have been holding your breath. You were pretending to be strong. You were pretending to stand tall. You were putting a smile on your face, but inside felt weak and broken.
The daily journey, which is more often a battle than not, can make us weary. We are happy, we are good, but we get weary. We get weary of continuing the fight.
My husband and I have gotten into a television show consisting of battle scenes in each episode. They fight for everything. The solution to all their problems is to fight. Sometimes I feel like that. I fight to keep my head held high, I fight to be energetic, I definitely fight to stay healthy.
Some days the battle scars don't hide so well. Some days they even cause a bit of pain. I am thankful for all the battles I have won. I am thankful for the strength I have to continue fighting, but some days I am weary and tired and would be very content to sit in a corner and watch everyone else for a bit.
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