I have a roommate now. This is the first time that I’ve lived with someone in over 5 years. This year has been the biggest challenge for me. It is a sign of my growth and ability to accept change. I’ve been staying positive and I really value my growth in coping. So much loss and financial and emotional change.
My 45th year…I love myself…I want to keeping loving myself, respecting myself and making myself proud. I am learning to let go of my material possessions and feel like many of them have served their purpose. I want to let go, not only for myself but to make room for her things. I want us to live in a comfortable space. So many things that I’m not ready to let go of but, if I can’t find a place for it….maybe I don’t need it. Less stuff equals less clutter. Less clutter equals less stress and things to be responsible for. These thoughts calm me to think what will I fill my time with.
I’ve been a little sad…had an anxiety attack earlier this week. I want to be free of the emotional and physical clutter and I want to find the space that I belong.
I miss you brother, everyday…I wish you didn’t have to go so soon.
The Beauty Mark 