Sometimes life isn't all puppy dogs and cupcakes and rainbows...sometimes I miss my family so much that it hurts...sometimes I feel lonely....other times I don't.
Sometimes I feel "at home" here in the Yukon...other times I feel that I don't belong...sometimes I wish the day to speed up so that I can rest and have some "alone time"... other times I wish for time to stop because there is a moment in the day that catches my breath.
Sometimes I feel healthy and energetic...other times I'm tired, uninspired and feel generally "blah"... sometimes I feel present and sometimes I feel disconnected, all at once.
Sometimes I wonder if I ever will live my dream, a cottage by the sea in P.E.I....sometimes I tell myself that this is "my dream", right here and right now.
Sometimes I realize that someday my baby boy will be all grown up... and I have to remind myself to slow down and count each little line on the palm of his hand...sometimes I have to pinch myself and tell myself that this is real and that I am blessed beyond my understanding...that I have been given so many gifts, gifts of love from my family and friends.
Sometimes just getting it out makes me feel better.