It's been such a long time since I've really written from the heart. I woke up this morning to tears of gratitude and appreciation for life. Where I'm at now is essentially what I've been praying for these past five years.
I am a whirlwind of positivity. It amazes me when I look at the people that have been placed in my life and the amount of support I have... it's surreal. I'm so thankful.
Last year around this time, I was miserable. I had a corporate job that I LOATHED entirely, I was in a place where I was unsure of my role as a young woman, and I didn't know my next move to get some piece of happy. I took some constant thought and giving in to a lot of tears to bring me to this place.
I am still struggling financially... But I am the happiest I have ever been. The craziest thing is, my family doesn't understand my journey or my happiness; and I'm OK with that. My train of thought and my sanity... My happiness and smile are not meant to be understood. My tears flow freely from a place of solitude and evolution and God, it feels so good. (More tears begin to fall as I write. I am in overflow at this point.)
I want nothing more than to share this feeling. I want to help others get to this happy, to this piece of peace. This is essentially why I blog and why I am so open to share my story. Feelings like this aren't meant to be kept secret.
Honestly, what I am learning every second of every day is life is an experience that is meant to be shared. This is how we connect and relate to one another. Without it, we are not living but merely existing in solitude among the masses.
I love my life... I'm so grateful to have lived it thus far.