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This blog is purely simple. I’ve written twice this week, but nothing truly sat with me until today. This morning, I woke up and knew exactly what I wanted to write about just being thankful that I woke up and that I’m alive.I am simply grateful.

Life truly comes in mysterious ways. The past two weeks have been filled with so many thoughts, ideas, and plans that I could barely keep up with myself. My head has been spinning trying to organize everything, figure out the next step, and somehow make sense of it all.

Lately, I’ve been hearing people say things like, “I wish I was younger, ” “I wish I was single,” “it must be easier” and honestly, it bothers me. Not because I don’t understand where those feelings come from, but because it made me realize how much we all compare our lives to one another.

This morning, I had a plan. Drop off the kids at school, head to work, print out my lesson plans, and start preparing for the school year to begin officially. But Hashem had other plans for me.

It’s so bittersweet looking back at old memories and missing the days that once were. Today, I found myself reminiscing about my childhood with my brothers, how far we’ve all come, how much we’ve grown, and the beautiful, journeys life has given each of us.

As I’m sitting here in my front yard, the sun is shining, my kids are riding their bikes and I’m just breathing it all in. It's been a busy summer. But also a blessed one.