My sliced nail bed is becoming more troublesome than I thought it could be. Typing with one hand feels foreign. I feel like a gorilla banging on the keyboard with her feet! It’s frustrating, to say the least. I have some chores and errands that need to be completed today in preparation for Father’s day tomorrow.
After everything is set up, I’m going to paint come hell or high water.
Something that I have come to learn is that there are always these invisible front lines that we have to protect or to cross to conquer something. The fact is, we have our own victories that no one else sees and sometimes we don’t acknowledge until after the fact. It could be getting out of bed and taking that shower to completing a marathon. Our front lines have their own stories and victories. Be proud.
Prompt Word: Front Line