Back to reality.

On Friday afternoon, just after we had arrived home from a weeks holiday, I texted my Mom to let her know we were home safe and sound...and she ended off her reply with 'back to reality'

My instant response to myself was a...big sigh and a ja well, that's life...

But as I continued to stare at the screen...it suddenly dawned on me, that 'back to reality' wasn't such a bad thing. I mean, could I be on holiday forever?...hell yes! But, truthfully, I kinda like my reality.

I have a job I love.
Yes, some days I wanna scream and shout, and just walk out. Yes, most days I would prefer to ignore the alarm and spend the day in bed.
But I like my job. I like the people I work with. I learn something new everyday. I feel like I am contributing to something. I just like doing it.

I love where I live. I love who I live with.

I am surrounded by people who love me, just as much as I love them.

I am fortunate enough to live a good, no...a great life. Nope, it's not perfect, and yes, I will always want for more...

But you know what?

I really like my everyday reality. And I think that's a good place to be.