It’s amazing how much one day can change your life. Just one moment in time can make a world of difference.
Today, I do not have people in my life that make me unhappy. Today, I do not have people in my life that make me want to slit my wrists, or drink myself in a blackout so that I don’t remember the time we had spent together. Today, I only have the best.
For a long time, I’ve focused on all the bad that comes in and out of my life. It seems never-ending and at times feels like it takes over my life. But today, it was different. Today wasn’t about bad at all.
Instead of being mad because I was unable to spend Thanksgiving/my birthday with my son, I was happy because I was able to see him for a few hours the weekend before. (It had been 8+ months since I’d seen him.)
Instead of being mad that I wasn’t able to spend Thanksgiving/my birthday with my family, I was happy because I was able to spend it with people that enjoyed having me. They welcomed me into their home, as if I was already a member of the family, with open arms (JK’s family).
Instead of being mad that every second of the surprise weekend I just went on wasn’t planned, I allowed myself to not be on any sort of schedule. And I liked it. I didn’t look at the clock every 15 minutes. I didn’t eat in a hurry. I sat at a bar and drank my beer at a pace I was comfortable with. I walked slowly across the street. I stopped to smell a beautiful flower. And I paused often, to thank JK, for sharing the memory making moments with me.
I now have a new fond likeness for the Thanksgiving holiday. (Note to self: work on enjoying Christmas)