I am in a fairly good place, and I am full of it.
I come from a place of reflective contemplation after a rousing snarky discourse, which of late is more often than not.
I see me for all that I am.
I love my family. It's not always easy, but it's worth it. All of it.
I trust that the right answers will come when it's right. And for some things, there will never be the right time.
I believe in trust.
I find myself using my I've woken up too early again mornings productively and I'm working out. Sometimes it's the gym, (which is pretty great at 5am), and other times, when I've slept in a whole hour later, I'll walk along the beach.
I wonder about karma.
I found out some unsavory bits about myself recently and I'm working on trying to not be that person any longer. Lord knows if a friend behaved the way I've observed myself, I'd be outta there. I'm feeling a bit blessed for the friends that brought this to light.
I call in and upon patience. 12 years old was rough on me, and it's rough on my girl in different, yet similar ways. She's a nice girl and this is temporary, but heaven help us, it's just the beginning.

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