Happy

I am surrounded by love. People who took me in on my worst days, provided a meal, a hug, a roof over my head (for months now!) and have never asked anything in return. They have encouraged me, helped me pack and move, listened to me cry and unpack the pain. It's been a long road and I'm sure I still have further to go.

But as I was leaving work today, after a very long week, and a REALLY trying Friday... I realized I actually LOVE my job. (I mean, yeah it's work, and I wish I could sleep all day and be independently wealthy, but that's not my reality)... I called my sister to tell her I loved my job. Something positive for a change. I realized, not only do I love my job but..


I AM HAPPY.


to those of you who have loved me, housed me, fed me, hugged me, encouraged me, texted me, called me, prayed for and with me. Thank you. I can never repay you for the way you've built me back up.