I cried all morning.
I'm so over everything, but I have to be strong for my family. I have to be strong for my employees. I have to be strong for me. But I'm so tired; just mentally and physically exhausted.
So I went for a walk, tried to breathe and center myself. Again. It usually takes about 90% of the walk before I'm back in a better place and able to think about what I'm going to do next.
Because pushing forward is the only option.
I planned out the rest of my day, and decided to stop by the mail box as I usually go way to long between checking it. Besides all the regular junk mail and bills, was a package.
Inside the package was the Giving Key.
And on the Giving Key was the word: Courage.
It couldn't have come at a better time. I guess there is a reason I haven't checked the mail until now. It gave me a little extra strength. A little extra hope. A little extra assurance, that it's all going to work out.
Thank you to the person who sent it to me. I will hang it in my office until I don't need it anymore and can pass it on to the next deserving person.