I’m grateful for a milestone in my career that falls directly in step with a hard transition.
It reminds me that hard work, dedication and patience do pay off and are worth it: every. single. day.
I’m grateful for the photos of my growing kitten and that in July I’ll be a kitty mommy to a striped grey monster that has already been dubbed Lord Baelish.
I’m grateful for an upcoming 48 hour vacation that will remind me to breathe, will let me see the sea, and let me explore my man’s life.
And perhaps, the most gratitude I have felt is to the last year: all of it, the people that have come, the people that pushed me, supported me and helped me to be more stable and actualize myself as the person I always thought I wanted to be. The tough stuff, the amazing stuff, the crazy stuff, the calm stuff… It was fucking tough, but somehow I made it through. I’m still standing, still breathing, except now I’m smiling a bit more, feeling free, liberated and fulfilled.