You measure the size of the accomplishment by the obstacles you had to overcome to reach your goals.
— Booker T. Washington

Been a quiet few days. I know I have been scarce here. Life has leveled out once again and each day becomes about trying not to worry to hard. Reminding myself each day that not every winter has been awful. Some passed by without much issue. It is the times that it didn’t that are so etched in our minds that they have left us flinching in expectation. Last winter wasn’t awful until the steroids. Was life perfect? no. Not much was. I think I need to try not to lose sight of the stretches of normal that so easily get lost amongst the depressions. I need to go back and review the mood charts for the past years and hold fast to the reminder. I can only hope this winter is okay. really really hope it is.


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