I know God would never give me something that I couldn't handle, but I've been feeling so discouraged lately. Lots of stuff on my plate and I can't seem to make it all work. Thank God my sister is coming home soon. I could use her radiance. Thank God for my parents and going home this weekend so they can give the kind of TLC only parents can give. And thank God for this guy who holds my hand and kisses my forehead and carries my groceries even when I insist that they aren't too heavy and for always telling me how beautiful I am. I have some good people in my life and that makes my full plate seem pretty manageable. Even on nights like this one when I feel a little bit defeated.
