Over the last few months, I feel like I’ve been somewhat sidelined. Meaning, I feel like I am watching my life unfold looking from the outside in. Does that make sense?
I finally figured out how to stand my ground and fight for what I believe. I learned to put myself first. Because without doing so, I can’t be a good mother, friend, daughter, or sister. I’ve started accepting help. I’m learning what the word “No” means and how to finally use it.
Life is tough. Never did I think I would be divorced (almost 3 years already) and trying to maneuver through life by myself. It is hard. Damn hard.
But. . . I am proud. I am proud of myself for getting to where I am. Proud of Ryan for being the man of the house and helping his Momma out. Proud of Emily for being such a sweetheart that my eyes swell with tears just at the thought of her. We are good. No, we are GREAT!
I am thankful. I have wonderful neighbors that help me when tools don’t work the way I think they should. Or tonight, when I can’t figure out how to hook up the trailer to my Jeep, friends magically appear. I am thankful for amazing people that I can pour my heart out to. I am thankful for a close family that has my back and trusts in whatever I decide to do. I am so grateful.
I’m not sure why I feel inclined to share this. But, I want to tell you to push forward. Make yourself a priority and do what makes you happy. Life is so damn short. Don’t waste a minute of it. Not a minute.