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The Passion Lies Within Finding Balance

Hey all! I don't know about all of you, but this seems like the longest week EVER! There was nothing wrong, really, but it seemed to drag on and on and on.

And with each day that passed, the noise became louder in my head.

The clutter became too much to wade through, and I caved to the doubts.

Gave in to the fears.

I let the noise drown out my happy, and that made me feel alone.

Too often it seems lately, I find myself throwing my hands up in despair.

Giving up far too easily on my dreams.

Making excuse after excuse on why I've no time for this.

Why I've no inspiration for that.

And then I wander around feeling lost and sad and without reason most days.

I've done it to myself, honestly.

I know how to get myself out of the mess I've made in my mind, but sometimes it's easier to stay stuck.

Easier to complain and moan and groan about how things just aren't going my way.

But that's not how I really feel.

And it's far from who I want to be.

But I'm human.

And sometimes, I let it get the best of me and just be down for a minute or two. But sometimes, after you realize it's lasting longer than it should and you aren't making any progress, sometimes - that self-created depression just plain sucks.

Thankfully, I have a husband who loves me more than my sadness.

More than my complaining.

More than my blah.

And he knows just what to say to lift me out of the darkness and show me the path to the light up ahead.

See he reminded me that it's okay to feel that way sometimes.

It's okay to admit defeat and say "I've had enough of life's lessons for a while."

But then he holds me close, wipes the tears from my face, and reminds me of the "why" behind the way I've been feeling.

Suddenly, it all begins to make much more sense.

See life is all about balance, isn't it?

And sometimes we forget to tip the scales in our favor.

I've been filling my life with things that I need to get done. Tasks I have to do. Things I can't just let go of because, well, LIFE.

My husband, my best friend, posted the sweetest, the most heartfelt blog of his own, and reminded me that our life together was written in the stars, long before we ever knew it would be so.

I waited my whole life for this man.

Chose him to be mine.

Longed for, yearned for a man to love me the way he does, and more.

He's my best friend. The love of my life.

My everything.

But I haven't been giving him MY everything for quite some time now.

I haven't been giving anyone but maybe my job the parts of me that I should.

I love my husband, my kids, my grandbabies, my family, our dogs with all of my heart.

But sometimes it feels like I don't give them quite as much as I should either.

I fall short in taking care of me as well.

I realized as I spent the day off with my hubby by my side, but feeling lost at times and moping around when I should have been ecstatic to have the extra time off with him, that the problem lies within me and no one else.

Somewhere along the way I've lost my passion for the things I used to love to do.

Somehow, without even realizing it, I see that I lost my joy.

So what can I do to turn things around?

What can you do to start living like life truly matters again?

I think the answer, my friend, lies within finding balance.

We all know that our mental and physical health is pivotal to growth, don't we?

So getting myself out of this rut I'm in is going to mean that I need to move.

Even if it's one tiny step at a time.

In a forward-thinking motion.

By initiating a creative-inspiring movement.

By pulling those close that I love with all of my heart and admitting I've fallen short but promising with all of my heart to figure this out and get back to finding the me I know and love.

My hubby and I had a moment in the car today listening to one of our old love songs I'd added to my February playlist.

We've decided that with everything going on in today's world and even things hitting a little too close to home, life is just too short not to enjoy every single moment we have together.

We want to learn to live our lives out loud again.

To reach for the sky.

To Dream BIG Dreams.

To regroup and hold each other close as we make this year the year that we proclaim - "Let's Be Us Again."

I want that in every sense of those words.

On a personal level.

On a marital level.

On a physical level.

And God knows, we could use it on a spiritual level as well.

I hope you'll join me, join us, on this quest - of getting lost in each other, letting the noise go, discovering our passion for life through balance, and love, and exploring how to best be us, the very best version of us, on the way to finding ourselves again.

I hope you all have a great weekend!

Do something for you this weekend that tips the scales in YOUR favor and brings you closer to pursuing your purpose and falling in love with your life over and over again.

Until next time,

I am unconditionally yours.

All my love,



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