Bitter sweet. . .

Today started off rather um. . . hard. I woke up with the sense of being defeated. Here I am ready to move on from being sick but it just keeps holding me back and keeping me down. I'm behind on chores, I feel like I have not been able to appreciate my kids with feeling sick, my head it throbbing, nose congested, kids crying, and the list goes on. Another thing that had me feeling blue was that today was my moms birthday, she passed away 3 years ago from cancer, a few months before Little miss was born, her first grandchild. I had feelings of sadness this morning as well as frustration with being sick, feeling lousy and the fact that I want my energy back to enjoy my kids, be able to handle being more patient with them and having a sense of accomplishment about my day. As I was sitting with self pity and loneliness I decided to do something about it, after all we decide if we are going to let the day take control of us or if we are going to take control of the day. So I loaded up the kids to meet mr. husband for lunch. Sometimes just getting out can do wonders for one with sadness. As I was driving I felt the need to vent, to cry, to let it all out and to seek advice and comfort. I called my friend almighty, champion of challenges and just let it all out. I received the comfort I needed and cried without shame to a friend with a caring heart. It then started my day towards the right direction. I then sat happily sharing lunch with mr. husband and came home with a sense of optimism. I embraced the card I've been handed and sat with Little miss looking over pictures of Angel grandma. I had a text exchange with sibling about fond memories about our momma. I rocked little man to sleep thinking this is the love my sweet mom had for me. I took a day that started out hopeless and full of sadness and I changed this day into something worth smiling about. Just because your day starts out bad doesn't mean it needs to finish that way. . . We don't get to choose the challenges we go thru but we do get to choose what we make of them.