Wondering about my Wanderings

Lost and found

I am tired. I know things will only get busier. It all adds up to losing sleep, losing things, losing my temper and losing my way. The bottom line is that I miss mom and wish she was here. I even found myself talking at her when I was doing my work and wondering if I was smart in doing my four hour stint after just getting back.

There she was sitting with me and hugging me, telling me that I was at just where I needed to be at any given time. Maybe I am not as lost as I thought. It may be that I am being found out more and more each day.