I sat down with myself yesterday, trying to remember all that was good about last year.
(insert the sound of crickets here)
The NFL team of my obsession won the Super Bowl! However, I have a but about that.
I spent time with my daughter twice this last year. However, I have a but about this too.
My husband and I celebrated 26 years of wedded bliss. No buts about this one…I’m truly lucky to be loved by such a wonderful, patient, understanding, supportive man.
I survived a garage sale. The but was a sad one.
I flew in a tin tube–twice! Without medication. No buts here either.
I had 2 and a half clean CT scans. Of course I have a but here, but I have to let it go.
After a two and some years worth of darkness, I found a candle to light my way. I’m looking forward to making it a spotlight until I no longer need assistance to light my way.
I don’t like looking back unless there is a lesson to be learned. Depression has taught me a lot about myself, and in a way, I’m grateful for the experience. Ha! Now that’s a crazy thought, but it’s true for me.
My past does not equal my future. My future begins with every new moment. I have my hand on the rudder, and I control my destination. Knowing this, makes all the pain my mind tortured me with, almost worth it. Nah, I think I could have learned the same things without all the despair.
While I don’t believe in making a resolution on one particular day of the year, last year at this time, I resolved to heal my mind. Every day after that, I made the same resolution. I went at it full speed ahead, and while my sails are still a bit tattered, I now know I’m heading the right direction.
I DID IT!
I’m not looking for a start over, I’m looking for a continuation.
No buts about it.