It starts gold, glittery and sparkly in my mind but is truly a tough month for me...
It starts by knowing I have a million great ideas and
accomplishments I want to bring to fruition.
And the reality is I am deep in grief.
Still.
I am aware I will ebb and flow in waves of grief all the days of my life.
But January is hard.
I hesitate is saying I "HATE" feeling fresh.
Because being renewed and excited is my goal, but the truth is...
From the 6th to the 22nd I am flooded with emotions.
Mainly because I tell people...
"These days aren't any harder than the others.
They are just strictly known as bookends and they shouldn't be any better or worse
than the other 363 days of the year."
I act as a professional in this, because I am.
It's my experience, my opinion, my take, my terms.
And I'm amazing at navigating it.
The one thing I tried so hard this time around to do,
was keep positive and uplift myself.
Handled the waves calmly and effectively!
The haze is lifting and I am feeling all sorts of feels!
This time around, I was the captain of the seas
and I handled these waves with all my bravery.
