Happy Wednesday, everyone!

I am exhausted. I can barely open my eyes, but I didn’t want to skip a blog post.

It has been a trying week, but I have been handling it. I have been self-talking myself all week.

I keep telling myself to find peace through all the turmoil.

PEACE. What a word. Believe it or not, my prayer for peace has been working. I learned that I owe a ton of money this year for taxes. I owe every year, but this year is the highest I have ever owned. I wanted to cry when my tax person called. I worked so hard last year working two jobs, and now I must pay to the IRS. There is so much I could do with that money like donate to charity, start my small business, put it toward my savings for a down payment and so much more. I felt even worse thinking about how I try my best to save. I limit myself so much throughout the year just so I can save some money but now I get to give some of it to the IRS. Anyways after 30mins of feeling like absolute crap, I told myself to look for peace. It is what it is. I have to come up with a game plan for next year, but this year’s tax is already owed. I am considering putting together a small charity for Afghanistan. My family sends money there to help since they have so little. If I come up with a cool charity, I can also help those folks. The same day I found out about my taxes, I also got a nail in my tire in my own parking lot at home. It was an unnecessary mistake by my nephew. To top it off, I am observing Ramadan. So no food or water from sunrise to sunset. The fatigue is real man. We have about one week left and I am trying my best to take advantage of this blessed month.

Anyways, I choose peace. I am grateful for my friends and my family. I am grateful for my faith. I am grateful for my good health and also all of my friends and families health and safety. What else do we really need? I am doing my best. I pray for guidance.

Thanks for reading.

Happy Ramadan!

Cheers,

Frshta