Breathe

OK- I have neared the end of my rope. The idea of going into work today just about blows me over! It has been a long week and it isn't even half done yet! The week started out with the call that no one ever wants to take and it has been too many hours of overtime and only a single day off for recovery since. The ending of it all was as good as it could be and everyone moves on, but it will not be forgotten in our small little town, for quite some time.
Garrett and I are muddling through the day to days. This part of our lives is so close to transition that it is more and more difficult to wait for it. As much as I try to enjoy being in this place, it is all that I can do to not beg that God speed us forward. Things happen for a reason, and we are only given what we can handle, but sometimes, when exhaustion kicks in like it has, I just want to scream at God. Not that He can't hear me whisper, but I just want to know he hears that I am tired and I need a little bit of a break!
So, all of that said- this is my thought for the day. I share it with you, just in case anyone else out there may have some anxiety of where life has them in this moment! Hang in there! I'm with ya!
Breathe.
For just a small moment- or many moments if I have them, I'll breathe. Breathe fast, breathe slow and sigh. Let my chest rise and fall. Breathe until I tingle from the tips of my toes to the crown of my head (yes, it is possible), until I actually feel like my body is attached to my mind.
When I feel myself clutching, I'll breathe. When I most want to catch My breath, I'll let it go. I won't stop breathing. Simply breathing....
It's the simple things isn't it, that bring us back into the value of the moment.