It's been forever since I wrote on this little blog. I guess I express myself differently these days. A little bit on Instagram. Even less on Facebook. I keep more to myself. I may be more guarded or less open... but heck who am I kidding, I'm usually an open book. Especially to my poor family and friends who I tend to dump on when things get too rough for me ... but I do keep more tucked safely inside. The joys and also the sorrows and struggles. Why? Because most people either don't understand or definitely don't want to hear me whine. I'm learning. And I'm leaning into the dailies of life that get thrown my way.
But even with the challenges and struggles I am still very grateful. How could I not be?
I do take the time to feel my feelings. The ones that bring pain or confusion or resentment or self pity. The things that make me feel I've been given too much to handle. I validate those thoughts.... all of the things. I see the truth in them. Pat myself on the head and say, "you poor girl, it's hard isn't it?" and "you shouldn't have to go through that at this stage in your life" blah, blah, blah... and then I move on... and just keep doing what I need to do. Things that I am chosen to do because it's so very important. And how can I be anything but grateful for it all.... because .....
Perspective.
Keeping perspective is so important to mental and emotional health. Remembering and seeing the positives, the enormous and incredible blessings I have in my life. We can't control everything that comes our way, but we can make choices in how we deal with those things.
