This year I made a goal to make my own happiness. 2015 was not the best. While there were many ups, there were just as many downs. Maybe more. I started 2016 completely positive, happy and ready for the ride. Sure, there have been a few hiccups. But I’ve bounced back stronger than ever before.
I like to think that I’m a better mom. More patient and happier. I put them on top and I do everything I can for them. Some nights I want to cry because I’m so overwhelmed. Some nights I question my sanity because they can be crazy. But my heart is so full of love and pride. They are brilliant kids, full of compassion, silly as can be, and just so smart and talented.
I’ve heard recently from multiple people that I look happier these days. My posts are positive, my smiles are genuine, I’m healthier, etc. It’s refreshing to hear that. Sad that my depression was so transparent to some, but happy they notice the changes. I’ve even noticed it. For the first time since I can remember. I have confidence, a sparkle in my eye and real dimples. I smile all the time. Life is sunshiny again.
My boyfriend is probably way out of my league. (No one tell him. I want to keep him.) But he makes me feel like the only girl on earth. He tells me I’m pretty and smiles after I kiss him. And those eyes. Damn. They turn me into mush.
So he’s pretty perfect and I’m proud of him. And proud to be his. And even though he hates this picture and I look silly, I’ll post it anyway because everyone notices how ridiculously happy we are together. 💜
