I am so over having to count spoons every moment of every day, but it hasn't changed the fact that it IS how it IS right now. So I have decided sporks are more my style, hehe!
Spunky, fierce and slightly off traditional. I will push the limits but understand my limitations. I will hang onto hope but embrace the present rather than fear the future. I will pierce that pain with my spork and take it head on, some days will be better than others, but today my sporks are bright, colorful and sharpened ready to take on what challenge lays in front of me. My sporks have four prongs, one for each member of my family but enough room to fit many more in the center. I will surround myself with support and love, but give that back two fold, even when the sporks are pricking me. I will save the sharpness for my strength and not lash out and those who are holding me up. I will build towers with my sporks and stand tall, even on the days I can not stand. I will catch my tears in my spork and let them run through the prongs, releasing the fear, pain, and everything in between. I will embrace my inner spork and keep that close for everyday there will be the unexpected, which makes life the crazy ride
May the spork be with you!