Last week was not my best. Don't you hate it when you know you're not your best? Even when I don't feel I deserve my best, I know my family deserves it. And that's what hits me hard, when I know that I've allowed my shortcomings to cheat my husband and son out of what they deserved from me that day.
So today I embraced the promise of a fresh start that Monday brings. I made some resolutions and didn't let myself succumb to the lazy. I listened to my babe more so I would know what he really needed today. I thought of ways I can serve those around me, and instead of seeing the drudgery of my day-to-day tasks I found stability and security in them.
Today started a new week, and I am ready for it.