Fulfilling
Today was a fulfilling day.
Today I began to understand that while I can't do everything, there are some things I can do decently. And that means a lot to me.
Many of us work ourselves to the bone each and every day. Sometimes we get home and we just need to cry, scream into a pillow, and let it all out. Sometimes we make the drive home in silence, recounting the day, moment by moment, thankful to have had the opportunity to make a difference, an impact, on ourselves and those around us.
Once you embed intention into your every action, there's no going back. As I sit here and let the tears of joy roll down my face as I type and struggle to find the words to express how I feel in this moment, I am thankful. So thankful.
Today was a fulfilling day. One I will remember for years to come.