What happens when you are stressed to the max?

Well you start dropping balls. I've felt like I've been juggling a lot of balls lately. Sometimes, they felt more like five pointed throwing stars. And when you try to juggle too many balls you start dropping them. I dropped a big one this week. Not a work ball (tho most days those are just batted back across the net to come at me again), not a mom ball, but another ball. An important one. And the old worry idol came back. But this time, instead of 3 months, 3 weeks or 3 days...it was only 3 hours before I fought it back off. And this morning, I was able to pick that particular ball back up and get it in the air again.

To then be knocked back by a work ball and then a health ball. Cause guess what happens when you are trying to do too much and forget yourself? You get sick. So I'm blogging tonight after being in the bed most of the afternoon resting.

But tomorrow is another day, and the balls will still be there, and I'm trying to not juggle them myself, but remember that God has my back, and hes the one juggling.

Tonight, my oldest daughter auditioned for a solo for the first time. And she made science club at school. Those kinds of balls are the most important.

Mom came home from the clubhouse, her day program, with pink nails. LOL someone gave her a good mani. Thats an important ball.

The secret, I think to "keeping it together" is figuring out which balls are the important ones...and which ones, that even if you drop them, they'll bounce, and you can get them back in the air. And which ones that even if they drop, and roll out the door, dont matter at all.