Here are a few things that have rocked my face off this past week:
Music. For always finding the words and the rhythms to confess my heart when I cannot not.
Spending last weekend with my girls. Last year many of my close friends moved, and we have not gotten to see each other as much as we should. Spending an entire weekend with them was much needed, and ah-mazing.
A sense of self. Even when people are telling me I am one thing, or acting a certain way, it is comforting to know that I am fully aware of most of my actions and can always be held accountable for them. I know who I am, I know what I will take and will not. I may sway, but I do not falter easily.
Moving forward. Court is completely finished, sentencing is done, and now I breathe and look for a more rewarding adventure.
Bravery. I’m still trying. Still putting myself out there. Still filling myself with hope and love. That’s pretty fucking bad ass if you ask me.
Forgiveness. Or rather forgiving myself for making yet another mistake. I’m human, I can accept that.
Coffee. Duh. Always.