Happiness for me is a work in progress, but I can safely say that I really am happier and more content these days. I’m definitely counting my blessings, because there are times that I do tend to forget in the never-ending mad whirl and just take things for granted. While there will always be obstacles in the form of envious, two-faced and malicious individuals, I continuously learn and am assured that they cannot ruin the things I have worked for these past few years. The things I treasure most are the people that I love and those who love me unconditionally. I also have the gift and will to create, which I constantly hone because I want to please myself first and foremost. I don’t feel or think that I’m above anyone, except perhaps those who act horribly towards me and those who feel the need to damn me for imagined troubles. In a world shaped by opinion, both informed or not, I do my best to form my valuable own, and be comfortable in my little space in this sphere.
Whether it’s an occasional byline, a filling meal, or quiet moments with those who matter, I am grateful. I am not complacent; I know I never will be, but I’m more appreciative of the good things that I get. I am here in whichever place I am because I worked hard for it. I still do. And I am loving myself, and believing in myself, more each day. It’s about time, too.