Momentum comes and momentum goes. Mine has gone, and has all but taken my passion with it.
The last two weeks has been very busy and quite stressful. My girls, on whom I rely to help run the shop, were gone for a week to their cousin’s grad party. I’m so glad they could go, and I had wonderful friends willing to fill their shoes. However. Our rhythm was gone and because I had to work open to close and run double time, it was a difficult week.
The day they returned, a couple friends arrived to visit, and another daughter drove in from MN. It was wonderful to see all of them. However. It meant for extra activity, extra energy expended, and less than optimal rest. By the end of last week, I was thinking it might have been a better idea to have just gotten a job than to open a Cafe.
But after a three day weekend, I have rested and relaxed. I have gotten over myself and put things into perspective. I know that God is good. I know He has a plan, and I am in it. I know that when I get to work tomorrow, I’ll fall in love with my job again and enjoy my day. I will be happy to talk to the regulars and glad to meet new people. My girls are back and the rhythm is there. I will choose joy and it’ll be a good day. The momentum is returning, even as I write this. Praise be to God.