The ways we weather life's storms

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I am shamefully angry, annoyed at my children running wild as we need to get out the door.

This anger is self protection of the child I once was.

She carries a hurt that remains inside my adult self, a hurt that is triggered here and now. I am in defense as a result.

I am out of balance this way.

I have carried this imbalance into this moment.

I have healing to do.

I am proud of seeing the grief I carry from this old hurt.

I can love myself towards the calm this moment needs.

I am reaching for all I can be.

Rooted in all I was.

I am growing from this place.

Not forgetting but forging for more.

I am stubbling but going on.

Bearing the mess is the living lesson in how to love our faults as we move foward.

That is the gift I can give today; how to love our faults as we move forward.

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The way we weather life’s storms are by only doing what we can do, moment to moment.

Step by step, however slow, is the the way we move through storms.