so i sit at work, and woe over who didn't eat their dinner or wouldn't drink their resource. I worry over if my residents are losing too much weight. And i hide my tears when i can lift an 80 year man into bed all by my petite self, ANd when I remove his clothes and he is nothing but skin and bone. I cry...

 

yet.. im purposing striving to look something like that...

I am re-prioritizing...

Im off to sleep, then in the am teach the 3rd graders, home for homework (paper writing and study guide making), then back to class, and the gym, then home and back to bed. This week is just starting and the last one barely ended. Im exhausted.....