there is nothin' thats as real as a love that's in my mind

A month. A long, dark, hard month. If only faintly, I can see light somewhere off in the distance. The grey holds strong and reminds me that without rain, I'd have no sun. Welcoming the challenge is the goal, whether I can put on a smile during doing so is another question. I could spend eternity stomping my feet, full on-pouting, demanding to know when life will hand me a break. I could, and likely would, if I thought it would get me somewhere. Thing is, it hasn't, and it won't. I know this in my heart of logical thinking... but 6 year old Katie has the upper hand today, and so I resign. It isn't easy, you say. It hasn't been, and maybe it never will be. What's the luxury in ease anyways? Soft skin, that's all. I like my hide, and am proud to wear calluses on my feet. Perhaps in time, when the children have all grown and left me to my own devices - that's when I will make peace with the ease of life. For now, however, I will continue to keep perspective - look forward, and appreciate my surroundings. I can't say that I am ever REALLY sure of much, but I know that I want to be happy more often then I am sad. That's something to be sure of, and maybe, just maybe... this will play out in my favor.