I feel like a yo-yo.
I see why some refer to the mind as a battlefield. Because it is!
War rages on and on.
Not all battles are lost. Indeed not, many are won. But it is an everyday engagement.
I have age and a bit of wisdom (deja-vu) on my side, which is why I know that it is true when I tell myself that:
Things do get better. One lost battle does not lose a war.
But what price each won laughter…
I persevere and I send everyone my love. You hung in there with me, I hung in there with you.