What I needed to hear

So, I'm gonna be honest here.  This week has been hard.  This past month has been hard.  Over the holidays, the busyness and go-go-go, and never feeling caught up. Making magic for everyone else is exhausting.  And then my husband in the hospital, then my father-in-law in the hospital, and the start of swimming and robotics build season, and running around my mother in law, and worry, and the house being a mess, and and and, sun up to sun down, constant rush.  Just... I've been overwhelmed and cranky and ready to just toss in the towel (is that an option?  Can I do that??).  So today, a Saturday, I got up at 5:30 am to run the boys into town to catch a bus for their swim meet, then came home, showered, ran to pick up Reagan and my mother in law to take them to the hospital (Reagan had spent the night so LaVerne wouldn't be alone), then went to work for a few hours, brought Reagan and LaVerne home, then started cleaning the kitchen, and eventually made my way to the living room, by 5:00 pm.  I was getting ready to sweep, when I found a piece of paper on the floor, which has probably been there for a good long time, given how far behind on housework I am.  I make it a rule never to throw away random pieces of paper without reading them, just in case it happens to be a missing assignment for one of my children.  This is the voice of experience.  WELL.  I reached down to glance at this assignment, and look what I found.

It was exactly what I needed to hear, exactly when I needed to hear it, and I am just so so thankful.  Maybe I won't throw in the towel just yet.