I know why you are exhausted.
It’s because you are giving. It’s because you are cleaning. It’s because you are watching. It’s because you are working. You pour your coffee every morning knowing you’ll probably never get to finish it without microwaving it five times.
Someone needs you, wants you or is talking to you. Always. You are inevitably pulled in several different directions as the sun slowly wakes from her slumber. Sometimes you get up early—in the darkness—just to take a hot shower or drink your coffee in peace. Sometimes you stay up way too late just so you can take a quiet breath.
I know why you are exhausted.
It’s because you are worrying. It’s because you are questioning. It’s because you are confused. It’s because you are learning.
You struggle to get everyone to where they need to be on time. You often rush around like a maniac and then wonder what it’s all for.
You scold others for not doing as they were told. You sometimes cry in utter frustration because no one seems to be listening. You feel like you explain the same thing over and over—a thousand times over.
You keep trying to do what you think is the best thing. You step up to the plate, again and again, to give it another shot.
