just thoughts....

I'm preoccupied by things. I'm sick with a nasty headcold.. I'm flawed. I've got to deal with the flaws -- I know, I know...when? I dunno. And one daughter is unhappy where she is while the other is physically sick and faces surgery. One just deals. I can't fix it all even though my instinct is to believe I can. But I know, deep down, I can't. The trick, right now, is to be nice to myself. In the past I would tear through, and beat myself up, and demand more. Of myself. But I won't. I'll do what I can. And that will have to be good enough.