Many many moons ago, when I was a young girl, my mother used the most wonderful expression to help me articulate those moments when I felt insecure, frustrated with my limitations, or just plain in a funk.
"Are you feeling little," she would ask.
Yes. That captured it perfectly. Because inside my tiny frame was a spirit that usually felt big and sunny and full and sure of things. And then there were times when my pilot light just seemed to dial down to a flicker.
'Tis such an evening. Missing my mom. And feeling little.
Hopefully, not for long.
What do you do when you're "feeling little"?