I cannot lie; I'm struggling with doing the things that needed to be done. And I'm choosing to be okay with my struggles because it may sound dire; but I'm not going to die from them.

That's the irony.

It's a moment to moment, struggle and not struggle, some days it's a breeze. Some days it's hard.

On the hard days, I'll give up trying hard because she I try too hard, it invites strain and struggle.

I will choose to try easy and just be.