JUST KIDDING OF COURSE I HAD MORE PICS, I TOOK A BUNCH ON SUNDAY SINCE I LOST ALL MY OTHER ONES WHEN MY PHONE DIED:
This last week was a crazy one. It felt like nothing went right for me. Let me be clear - things did NOT go right, but nothing terrible happened either (no health diagnoses or car accidents or anything like that). However, what exactly happened, it doesn't matter. It felt crappy. I felt crappy.
Guys, Imma be honest. I'm not very good at feeling my feelings. Like, at all. I invented the phrase 'fake it till you make it' when it comes to sucking it up and moving on.
Resiliency. I think that's the word. It's usually a really good thing. It has helped me deal with a number of traumatic things in my life. And sttill become a productive member of society.
But occasionally - when shit ISN'T hitting the fan but yet things just feel crappy, I think it's important to feel crappy. So I did. With a deadline I gave myself.
On Saturday, I had an awful day, and I just accepted it, and as my sister says "sat in my own shit".
But I put a time limit on myself, because it's not fair to me or my family to do it forever. I think part of resiliency is knowing there is a bigger purpose and an end-game out there that we are not always privy to.
So Sunday, a day after I sat in my shit, I bounced back. We woke up late (8AM!!!), hung out, flew kites, had ice cream, snuggled up, and had a good day. FLEW KITES!? Who knew that could be so fun??? Apparently my husband. Jeff, you rock.
Thanks for all your texts, calls, and messages. LOVE YOU ALL, mwah!