Bursting from inside I find it's really not all that bad. Everything rushing through my brain won't have a permanent place to lay its head each night; therefore, I am able to sleep tonight. The chaos won't last too long, but to pass the time I often sing a powerful song. There are days where I literally have no breath to speak nor the strength to keep my eyelids from drooping down to my feet. I rest my head hoping the next two weeks will be worth the pain and worries. I can always control the now and time will only tell what my next journey shall be.
November appears to be the month of gratefulness. People are reminded of the little things that get them through the day. Friends on Facebook have posted their daily thankful thoughts, as have I. It really put things into perspective. The little things really do matter.
Sometimes I believe it’s so much easier just to take things for granted then to spend any time truly realizing how important they are. We as people go about our lives day to day without any recognition of what gets us through. I am so blessed to have what I have. I do believe that life has a funny way of helping us realize how good we really have it by taking away certain things from us. I will never truly understand why I lost my mother, but sometimes I find myself thanking God for making me the person that I am today by the trials and struggles and blessings that I have been given. That includes losing my mother. And having a homosexual father. And standing strongly in my beliefs.
I don’t want to live a perfect life and never have a single struggle. Because I believe that these struggles have helped me discover my identity. My personality is mainly based from the jumps and hoops I’ve had to overcome.
I’m thankful for me.
I’m happy to live my life freely.
I’m thankful for this life.