The road to hell is paved with good intentions they say, I concur. As this year wraps up I am taking stock of my life and what I've done this year to become the person I strive to be, someone my parents can be proud of; someone I can be proud of. I tried not to let my feelings get the best of me, I tried not to get angry when I felt like I was being attacked or provoked; I tried to think before I spoke and to try to imagine how others felt because of the way I behaved or the words I spoke. I tried to remain positive despite how each situation looked at the outset. I tried to be the friend others needed me to be, and mostly I wanted to become more flexible and let others control things, and shockingly it felt great. I am happier than I've ever been, I am fulfilled and I am blessed. I know a contentment I didn't think possible before, now I can let things go where before I would obsess about what I could have said or done to change the ultimate outcome, the freedom I've attained because of this epiphany is phenomenal. I'm not perfect, I won't ever be, but I can constantly set goals to try and become a better person than I was the day before. I like what I see in the mirror now, that's new for me. I love how much my life has changed because I opened myself up to it's possibilities, and now I see what I've been missing.
I am happy, I am loved, I am blessed.
Pass the chocolate chip cookies...
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