last night, on the corner of E and 8th st, i had a big melt down for a good fifteen minutes in front of my husband. this morning, i woke up realizing two things:
1. i always feel better after a good cry. sometimes you just have to let it out (thank you, additional pregnancy hormones, for making this already hormonal girl extra hormonal.)
2. those moments where i feel like everything in my life is turning to crap, help make me appreciate all the happier moments of my life. the crappy moments offer balance, and i’m just really thankful for those crappy moments, too, if that makes sense. because they make the good moments that much better.
(not that i wouldn’t mind a few less crappy moments in my life. but you know…)
ok, i’m done now.