Some days I hold my head up high. I know who I am and what I am supposed to do. I walk confidently through my life secure in the knowledge that I am an amazing woman who may not be perfect, but is doing the best she can.
Other days I crawl. I have no idea where I fit in or what steps to take next. I duck my head, shoulders hunched, hoping others just ignore me as I get by with the bare minimum.
I've been having a string of "other" days lately. You know what, pulling yourself up by your own bootstraps doesn't work. It doesn't matter how much or how hard I pull, I still feel like I am sinking into the mud. I tell myself that it has been a year and a half since the divorce was final and I should be past this! I read books, talk to friends, search the internet and I still can't pinpoint why I get stuck in these "other" days.
From experience I know if I just hold on and live life as best I can then the "some" days will show up again. And that the times between my "other" days are growing longer and longer. But when I am stuck in the middle of the mud pit it really doesn't feel that way.