Sometimes, it becomes difficult for me to write. I over think, over analyze, and feel like all of my ideas are awful. I spent the weekend taking care of my brother’s kids, and it gave me a sense of clarity. I was away from my usual environment and had different daily demands. I am so thankful for the time I spent with them, but it made me thankful for everything I have. I tend to be a realist leaning towards pessimism. I get in to ruts frequently, and wonder what else there is for me, what am I doing with my life? Things of that nature. Isn’t that ridiculous? I have a wonderful family, some physically living near, and so many don’t have those blessings. My attitude has changed drastically. I am thankful for what I have!