Happy is a place I work for everyday. Do I make it there every single day? Hell no. Someday's it is increasingly hard to put on real clothes, let alone trying to be happy.
In the last 7 years of my mental health journey here are somethings that happened, that over time have caused me to lose hope.
My grandfather dying and my mom having her leg amputated on the same day.
my best friend turning on me.
My family home was destroyed in a fire
Mom in and out of the hospital
both grandmothers suffering from Dementia, one losing the battle
My sister getting in to a rollover accident that same weekend
And lastly losing my mother to diabetes.
But here is what I learned from that time and how I am trying everyday to become better mentally and physically.
To try to be positive
Love the people in your life
Life is short
Your parents and grandparents are not invincible, so love them even if it hurts.
And to enjoy the good times.
Speaking of good times here are somethings that happened during those seven years that I forget to talk about.
I met Brian.
I got promoted at my job
I got to go on a family vacation
Christmases were amazing thanks to my mom.
Zoe came in to our life
Baylee came in to our life
Rylie came into our life
I got engaged
Saw a good friend get married
I got married
Put out the best damn Xmas card EVER.
And most importantly I LOVED AND LIVED
And that is what I am trying to focus on. All the good.
