Yesterday I had a shitty night and I was starting to fall into the darkness.
This morning I woke up to see slightly more positive and happy news on my Facebook thread than bad news and it reminded me that things are not as bleak as my head sometimes says they are.
Thank you for sharing your lovely, happy moments as well as your hard ones.
I often see an apology that’s added with the happy or proud announcements – as if we’re embarrassed to admit good things have happened to us or that we’ve accomplished something or that we’re proud of ourselves or our family. I do it myself. It seems like tempting fate or bragging to share those happy moments. But it’s that good and positive news that adds up and makes such a profound impact to battle back the negative and the scary and statuses that remind us how fragile and broken we sometimes are.
It would be easier for me to write the things that I feel are wrong right now, but instead I’m going to write the good, because that’s the best way I can practice self-care right now.
- Dorothy Barker is finally going to the bathroom outside slightly more than inside. If you don’t recognize how awesome this is, you’ve probably never had a puppy.
- Last week when I was sick my daughter insisted on putting me to bed. Then she brought in a book and read me a bedtime story.
- Your amazing response to my new book turned me into a puddle.
- We’re working on surprising Hailey with tickets to see Matilda this summer. She’s wanted to see it for years and we know all of the songs by heart.
Your turn. Tell me something good. Something you’re proud of. Something that makes you happy.
No apologies. Just goodness.
