I took the broom out in more ways than one this weekend and swept this weekend.
I cleaned off the patio.
I cleaned off the pathway.
I cleaned off the deck.
I cleaned off the sidewalks and driveway.
And I did some personal cleaning too.
Sweeping and cleaning up things I needed to take care of – had been delaying – and putting them into a truth.
It’s funny how doing that latter sort of cleaning leaves one with mixed feelings – mixed emotions.
While the other kind gives me a sense of completion and accomplishment.
As I took a walk the other morning, I realized my big issue. I have let me emotions out. Over the past couple of years, I was good at keeping things compartmentalized. I rarely let someone see a side of me that was bad. Yet, over the past year, there is a small handful of people who have seen me stressed and upset and struggling and all of the things I generally never let anyone see. Even G will comment more recently that he is sup