My boat has officially been rocked.
And not in a good way.
From two sides of my life, one from the West - one from the East. Two storms crashed right into the middle of my week. Into the center of my life.
I can't stop these storms. I can't make these storms behave the way I want them to behave. I can't stop them from shaking up my ocean.
This is me. In the middle of it. No land in sight.
How do I want to I handle this? What am I making this mean? Who do I want to be in the midst of this?
Will I allow this to sink me?
Or do I have the courage to swim?
Ugh. I think I should have taken more swimming lessons.