good and tired

this is exactly how i feel. every single day.

Lately, when anyone asks me how I'm going, I usually reply, "good, but tired." And boy, am I getting SICK of that phrase. Tired. Tired Tired Tired. Will I ever not be tired again? Probably not.

Life gets crazy sometimes. We get tired, disappointed, upset, angry, confused, surprised.. whatever it may be. But isn't that kind of what makes life beautiful? If all we ever felt was well rested, calm, taken care of, happy... we wouldn't appreciate what we have as much. And I just want you all to know how grateful I am that I'm tired. I am. Sure, I would love to wake up feeling well rested every day. I would not say no to that. But as it is, I'm tired. So I'm loving it. Because there are reasons for it!

I work all day in an elementary school that I'm in love with. I have experiences with the kids. Some are not so fun, like telling kids to stop talking for the millionth time. Some are amazing, like watching the lightbulb go off in their head because you phrased something just right. And at the end of the day, I have to stick around and get prepared for the next day. And then I go home and work on whatever I need to get done before finally... finally, I can do what I want. 

If this is what life will be like for the rest of my days, I'm not too worried. I am where I'm supposed to be, doing what I'm supposed to be doing, being with people I'm supposed to be with, and that's enough to make me happy for a long long time... So how am I? I'm good, tired, and completely exhaustingly wonderfully happy.

p.s. i am learning to take naps.