I was such a failure today. Oh, not at the homesteading lifestyle. No, I actually worked on the candle wicks some more today. And I worked on tweaking some things on this blog. Ran a couple errands. And did the usual taking care and feeding the family.
No, it was much more of a personal failure.
I blew up.
Doors were slammed. Voices were raised. Tears were shed.
It wasn’t pretty. And I’m ashamed to admit it.
Apologies have been made and forgiveness given, but I find that I just don’t have the energy to do much else today.
And that’s life. No one is perfect. I am definitely far from it.
I am a work in progress and I am thankful not only for my family’s but also God’s forgiveness. It’s been many months since I’ve felt this low, so I guess I am doing better.
But for tonight, I’m going to bed. Tomorrow will be a better day. I just know it.