So many scary things, and so much to be thankful for
In the last few weeks - about 7 to be exact - there's been some personal bad things for me. From my uncles passing suddenly, to my dad being in the hospital with Covid, and now my friends and my parents good friends battling the same, plus a new friends parents battling cancer as she battles fatigue and mental health being in the Healthcare field, it's been rough emotionally. I can handle it because I have a big God, but this constant tug on my heart for people I care about makes it harder. Put aside my personal situation, I really am not liking how my family and friends are hurting right now. 💔
It's life though. Each of us go through times like these and even much, much worse times than these. These past two years have tested all of us. They've shown us who is in our corner truly, and who isn't; how much we care about someone or something, and how much we don't; how we react to things good or bad, and how much we don't. The greatest travesty from these last two years is if we don't learn something from it, and move forward in a positive way. We need to let these things change us in good ways, not dwell in the bad of the situation.
I'm grateful for the lessons no matter how hard they are. I'm grateful that some of the relationships I've made over my life are solid, and grateful to know that some I thought were solid are not, and for some of those that I know why they aren't solid now.
I'm grateful for learning more about myself from different perspectives, and learning both how to accept the bad and learn how to make it better. For that matter, I'm glad I've learned the good about myself and how to accept it and not put it down,vwhich is my nature to do.
I'm grateful also to have been touched back by people I've touched during this time that I'm healing - whether students, bosses, family, friends. The calls, texts, mail, gifts I've received have been so welcome and so humbling, but also confidence boosting that I'm living life somehow right at times. 159 days from turning 46, I still don't know how to measure the success of my life. I don't have kids, a husband, my own paid for home, thousands to millions in my bank account, etc. But I also know that none of those things define me completely either. I know that someone out there can see me as the most successful person, and someone else sees me as the least successful person. The only conclusion I can come to is that I try my best to live within my means, be a good friend the best I can, a loving daughter, sister, aunt, cousin, niece, etc., and a hard working - though I'm not 100% those things 100% of the time.
20 days into my foot surgery, I'm ready to be done. I'm ready to be fully mobile again. But it's way too early for that so I have to find ways to be grateful and use my down time appropriately. I have to see the positive I'm the picture and focus on that.
I hope you find things to be grateful for today, and learn something new that aids you in being a better person, and living a better life.
Lots of love,
Tiffany 💋
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