life's little obstacles

(Photo courtesy of Pinterest)

I walked through our front door and let out a long sigh. Deep breaths, Shef. I repeated that over and over again in my head. I made it to the bedroom floor and collapsed. As tears streamed down my cheeks, I starred at the ceiling and prayed. It's usually what I do when things get to be too much.

An hour passed, he walked through the front door. He knew before he walked in, I think. He always knows. And, when he found me on our bedroom floor, tears and all, he wiped the tears off my face and said it's going to be alright. Confidently. Like he always does. He made mention that it was time to slow down and take a break. And get some sleep. Lots of sleep. He listed off one by one the things we were grateful for in that moment. I choked out the words lost and frustrated. He just smiled and kissed my cheek.

You see this week has been quite difficult. And, if I am being real on this here blog remembering the beautiful, the ugly and the in between moments, then I want to remember this. Life throws us all kinds of obstacles. Some good, some bad. But, each obstacle you overcome, you learn to appreciate life a little bit more. Sometimes, it takes walking away from everything and just letting go. And, sometimes it is laying side-by-side, hand-in-hand on your bedroom floor with your best friend, vulnerable and afraid of the unknown, in the middle of a meltdown to understand life's little moments of gratitude. Because like the picture says, sometimes things fall apart so other things fall together.