The past week has been eventful to say the least. If only the events that took place were the fun, happy, amazing memories type of events.. then things would be different.
The way I look at it each day is like flying on a plane. The trip can be nothing but smooth sailing or it can be a bumpy ride full of turbulence and anxiety. This weeks trip, the turbulence.
It started out with waking up on Easter morning and finding out that the town you grew up in had suffered a terrible tragedy. I am not going to get into detail because it is not my story to tell. However, my family and friends were affected and it was heart breaking. I pray for everyone every night and will continue to.
During the week family issues arose and I myself felt very discouraged. Again, I really am not here to cry or to complain. I am actually going to turn this all into something positive.
Optimism has not always been my strong point. The world ending and sudden doom is more my thing. I have always felt and felt deeply when I hurt or others hurt around me. To attempt to look on the brighter side of things was or is maybe something I could learn a thing or two about. So here I am…trying to learn.
As I sat here tonight just looking back at all the sadness that has occurred, all of the heart ache that was felt & all of the words that had been said …I felt the tears drip from my chin to my chest and a soft voice say “mama”… there it was!!! There was the reason I am, the reason I breathe and the best reason to smile.
When I stated how I am not use to the whole being optimistic thing I meant it. I am going to try more than ever to look on the brighter side, to smile a little extra and to feel the love a little more. She did not need to listen to my every emotion she just had to say one simple word to change my mood. My therapy is in my home, she is twenty_one months oldand there is no better reason than her to be optimistic about tomorrow.
I cannot change the events that happened but I can change how I decide to look at tomorrow.