I feel as if my life is like trying to run in mud that is knee deep on a pond of ice……the little victories forward seem overshadowed by the daunting task still ahead…..my choice of direction is hampered by my inability to make rational decisions rather than emotional ones….I’ve fallen behind, been pushed aside, trampled at times….and still I have a hope that as long as the sun still shines and I stay true to myself, that somehow it will all work out. I am a failure on most measures of success. I’m still learning to forgive myself for not measuring up to my own expectations. I am a muddy, messy, cold feet work in progress. Just know that if you feel this way too, well, it’s a big pond and no one is in it alone. Wipe the mud from your eyes and you shall see. When you hear the muttering and cursing, then you’ve found me.