Day Forty Eight.

Some days I sit here and think I can change the world. Some days I sit here and wonder who the hell I think I am.

Some days I feel like I have made powerful connections with my kids. Some days I wonder if I am imagining such things.

Some days I need those who walk with me on this journey. Some days I just want to walk alone.

Some days I marvel that I am actually getting paid to do what I love. Some days my love is the only reason I continue in this underpaid job.

Some days I feel the fight. Some days I prefer the peace.

Some days I worry that the next 15 years will go by too quickly. Some days I wonder if I have the strength for another 15.

Some day it all will end. Some day.

But until that some day, I will continue to go where my some days send me.

Happy Wednesday, all. Sorry for the odd post. Some days I just write odd posts.

Do. Reflect. Do Better.