Day 68. Today was rough. That might be an understatement, but I’m trying to be positive.

It’s not working.

I had a complete and utter mental breakdown at work today. Sometimes it just gets hard to be strong and hold it together. It’s like there are little fires everywhere that need to be put out, but only one can be put out at a time. Then, as soon as you put out that fire, another quickly ignites.

We are all at our breaking point. We haven’t even had full time to process the storm that fell upon us last week. Now we are being pushed to be ready, to get things done, to be good to go when our kids arrive. I just don’t see how that is possible…

I will do anything for my students. ANYTHING. Those are my kids. But how can I provide and be strong if I am not over the recent events that have occurred? We are between a rock and a hard place. There is no winning.

I will continue prayer. I will continue to trust that God is in control. But I will also continue crying. And I will also continue to be tired and love off of coffee, icy hot patches, and poor food choices. (I can’t win all the battles.)

Today is over. I will not worry about tomorrow because it is a new day and another chance for me to go in and try one more time. That’s all we really need to do in order to succeed; just get back up and try again.

I am not perfect. This process is not perfect. The outcome will not be perfect. And that’s okay.

Tomorrow is a new day.