There's no perfect moment. Story time: Yesterday, I took my 11-yr old son to the hospital, turned out he has appendicitis. I had the day mapped out, one of which included polishing my #showyourwork submission (my first Contra post ever), but life had other plans. On top of that, it was my youngest son's 9th birthday, and my oldest was starting a new part time job. Between everything, a million, "maybe if I had..." thoughts started rolling in my head - classic self-sabotage. It's wild how fast the mind can fill with guilt when things don't go as planned. Instead of throwing in the towel, I decided to be present where I was needed, and let go of control of how I wanted the day to ideally look like.