This is me this morning. I was willing myself to have a good day. I've come to realize that so many circumstances in life are a struggle. Even happiness can be a struggle. There's a time to retreat and there's a time to press forward. I don't have the luxury of going to a still quiet place to regroup right now. So I celebrate each accomplishment I lean in...dig deep and fight. My soul is a kiln bubbling with hope and goals. I feel them boiling and rising. Now my day is coming to a close. I am content. I did my best. I didn't let up. I accomplished my goals. It wasn't an easy day. But it turned out to be a good day. And that makes me happy.