Perspective

Monday came and went and it was nothing to worry about. The tension of waiting has dissolved and a bad day is once again defined by trivial inconveniences, the cat throwing up on our bed, running out of coffee beans, a tantrum about getting dressed. But I am not rolling my eyes “at how worked up I let myself get” and I will not simply “go back to my old life.” My perspective has changed.

Head over to Mamalode to read the rest… a little follow up to Most likely, it’s nothing.