In the past few days, I've accomplished much less than I desired. Not that I haven't been busy, because I have, but that there is so much more to be done.
Just as I mentioned in the recent "superpowers" post, I wish that I could simply conceptualize something and it would be accomplished, completed, created, finished, etc.
That's not the way things work. So today, when Rob and I were talking about what needed to happened (or that we wished would happen) before joining our households, I began crying.
Just a frown at first, then halted breathing, and finally full-blown tears. It was uncontrollable (kinda like my life feels right now).
I can't do everything by myself. I can't do it all alone.
At least I exploded in tears rather than in some other way.
So today, it was good, I cried.