Each time I see this, I first have goosebumps, then start to cry. See for yourself.
You know how busy life can be. Kids. Pets. Contracts. Clients. It’s a lot to juggle.
I used to dream about taking an hour for myself each day. Seriously? When might that hour be? At dawn? Lunch? ROFL. Dinner? Let’s be real. That hour is going to be at 2 am, if it pops up at all. Continue reading