Its About Time...

So after six years of being involved with work, my mom finally said... "wow, it really is stressful I never realized how much work was involved". That completely made my day. She finally had an insight into why I'm always exausted and stressed out due to it. All it took was a few days of me being locked in my room constantly working on crap. My job is not one that I can leave "at the office" when I walk out of the building. There's a lot more to it... work involves being a support (both inside and outside of competition), it involves answering calls/texts/emails, its constantly reading and cutting pieces, its so much more than a job. Over the past six years, it has become my life - my second family, the people I feel most comfortable around, the people that can make me laugh until I cry. I love the people that I have met through it and they have given me more than I could ever imagine. Lately,though, work has become a huge fustration. I was talking to a friend last night about my fustrations and worries. It was so good to have someone that just listened and left me with lots of encouragement. Today was a rough one for me, I had trouble with some things that happened but always seem to be reencouraged by my amazing kids. Example... one of the kids told me today about the first time we talked. Its so good to know that you've made a difference (no matter how big or small) in someone's life... especially on days like today. So many times its things like that, that remind me why I do what I do. I love laughing with them, no matter whats going on or how pissed I am, they can make me laugh uncontrollably. I am so grateful to have the opportunity to do what I do, even though a lot of times I leave dicouaged or get really down on myself becuase of parts of it. I love my job and can't wait to be doing it full time!