Isn't it funny how words can hurt/deflate a persons spririt?
This morning, a conversation took place where we evaluated the past week. Although some nice things were said, it was more of a conversation of what wasn't right.
The hardest part about it is the main thing that went wrong, I had no control over.
And when it was stated that a component that I oversaw was a failure, my spirit deflated...more than usual. And this is because I have given a month of my life to make the month of February the best it can be.
Sometimes I wonder if my best is even good enough...