yesterday I was sitting on my floor, doing some stretching and thinking about next weekend, and I started smiling. I felt so incredibly happy and grateful, and I just started crying. like, everything I had to deal with in the past few years makes sense and happened for a reason. every ounce of stress and anxiety and pain all lead me to this place where I am, and it felt so completely justified and okay. I made peace with the things that had been a painful memory and just embraced what I have now. I cried for the things I lost, but not because I felt their absence; I felt their impact on my beautiful life.
I've never actually felt so grateful for anything that I cried. I've cried over extreme home makeover, but never something like this. I've never felt that I had anything to be so grateful for.
I guess I'm just glad I finally made it to this place I'm at.
it's definitely the best place I've found so far.
not new and exciting in that way that only brand new things can be, but still thrilling.
not foreign and scary in the way that something not yet ventured might be, but still keeps me on my toes.
and still fresh and new and beautiful and old and requited and wonderful and lovely.
I am a happy camper.
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