A year and a dozen days ago we climbed out of our overpacked vehicles, stretched our legs and wiped the tears from our eyes, and started a new life.  Well, we cried some more tears as the weeks and months unfolded…and a few more as our old life faded further from our rearview mirrors.  
It seems to have taken a year to fully awaken from a zombie like slumber as we transitioned.  The first snow fell and we grew accustomed to wearing sweaters and closed toed shoes.  We said goodbye to Jim and Paula and a little more reality set it.  
I may finally feel like I am in a place to share a few more pieces of my heart again.  I held them close for the last 12 months because I felt so unstable that if I let a little piece out into the world I may not have enough to sustain me.  I have smiled and laughed and set goals and repeated affirmations and worked, worked, worked the last year to hold my head up.  To not feel broken.  
I have fought.  And I have realized some things about myself along the way.  
“I used to feel like happiness was somewhat of a shallow emotion.  Something felt by the un-examined heart that had not yet reached deep into the soul to grasp a fistful of sadness at the center of life.  Granted, I am a product of the grunge filled nineties, a broody middle child who loved creative writing classes.  Still, a narrow minded viewpoint to have claimed no matter the age or naivety.  I have since tried many flavors of happiness, and I may not be an everyday vanilla kind of happy but I certainly enjoy a regular doses of the double dark chocolate raspberry kind of joy.”  
I want to get in the face of the heavy things that come my way and stare them down.  I need to know what I’m facing and feel the complete weight of life along with the bright rays of sunshine and positive affirmations of happier days ahead. 
My emotions don’t define me, my future, or my character.  Sometimes I feel depressed, that doesn’t mean I am depressed. Or negative.  OR weak.  Emotions are how I feel.  Not who I am.   
I am strong and whole and happy.  Even if there are days where it is harder to feel those things. 

One thought on “Perspectives

  1. I love this post. I can really relate to some of the things you say. I like the acceptance of not being an everyday vanilla kind of happy. That is a good reminder to.
    I’m glad I have figured out my own kinds of happy and I love discovering more. Happy is definitely not a superficial emotion, especially when there are so very many things that could very easily destroy that. There have been times when I’ve had to dig real deep to find any happy at all so I extremely happy it is more easily accessed and it can be more superficially found now 😉 Thanks for sharing.

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