I’m thankful, I really am

 I’m thankful, I really am.

But I’m also tired.

Yes, I get to wash the dishes because my family has a full belly.
I get to do laundry because my family had clothes to wear.
I get to pick up toys because my kids were playing and laughing.

And I love that. I wouldn’t trade it.
But tired is still there.

And it’s okay to admit both.
Gratitude and exhaustion can live in the same breath. 

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