My bad days are few and far between, but they do still come, the difference is, now, I can step away from my bubble and look at each day, good or bad, as a blessing. Even at their worst they are nothing compared to what they were. I was never able to get out of my own head before. (I have medication and loads of therapy to thank for that (and beaucoup hard work!)) If I had never hit that pothole yesterday, I would not be able to appreciate the amazing day that today was, nor would I appreciate the friends and family that are my backbone. It was the little things that made the last twenty-four hours so special. And good news is approaching on the job front! I’m finally getting an honest chance to follow my dreams. It’s ‘bout damn time.
I said it before but Ill say it again:
2010: my life fall apart.
2011: I painstakingly put it back together again.
2012: I’m making it my bitch.
This year is promising and beautiful. I feel refreshed and renewed. I put the past behind me last year and I got nothing but clear skies ahead. Eat my dust. Watch me shine.
My goals for this year include:
Where’s love you might ask? Love is a way of life.
Ain’t gonna rush it.
I’m already following through with almost all my goals. Now if only someone would bring my bestie back from Thailand already! Counting the days!