Can we just talk about being a mom for a hot second?
I have been looking forward to my doterra convention trip for so long. It's all the I've talked about and consumed my thoughts. This trip fuels my fire and fans the flames of a passion that burns inside me for helping others in a massive way. I love getting to see people I dont regularly see and just absorbing all of the ....everything.
Plus, let's face it. I typically have a lot on my plate. I look forward to this as a girls trip -to decompress and have FUN.
So why in the world do I keep crying?! I have bawled several times this week. Hell, I've cried several times in the last 5 hours.
I thought at first it was anxiety. Then frustration / a hit to my pride / anger.... Nope.
Someone asked me tonight where Oliver was. (I brought him last year).
The tears just poured out of my face without warning. I was a freaking hot mes tonight at gala....so if you saw me, and my face was swollen, or I was repeatedly wiping my eyes..... that's it. It hit me. I've been a mess because I miss my family.
I am having fun, and I'm glad I'm here, but I'm missing my family something fierce. This trip has also reminded me how amazing and supportive and heart centered my team is.
I'm blessed to be surrounded by so many genuinely loving people.