Dust yourself off...

This month seemed to be hard to swallow with not having the IUI work. I have felt like breaking down into tears for most of the weekend. On Friday I came home to the most beautiful bouquet of flowers, Indian food, and then a trip to my most favoritest Gelato place.

While my smile seems lost, I know that I will find it. There are many ups and downs in life, and while I am at a down, I can see the light. I know it will not last for long, it never does. I've decided to go back to yoga, at least once a week. The teacher today just had a beautiful aura about her. I felt calmer in her presence. Now, I might be a bit sore tomorrow....and not able to dance, but that's ok! I'm going to work on my physical and spiritual body. I think too, I might go back to our "teen" mass on Sunday evenings. I had lost my earring after going to church yesterday, and when Patrick and I went back to find it, I LOVED the music. It was upbeat, happy, and catchy. It reminded me of why I liked church when I was younger. So, I have two goals. One, yoga, two Church.

So, as a song went when I was elementary school..."Pick yourself up, dust yourself off, and start all over again."