Today I am grateful for my freedom.
I am thankful for:
the ability to choose how my life is lived and with whom I live it.
I am grateful for freedom of speech and the ability to gather and demonstrate.
I am thrilled that I alone have rights over my body.
So, on this sixth day of gratitude I am ever so grateful to live in a country replete with bounty and possibilities.
Sometimes, now and again I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror
who is that girl?
Drastic change comes with (or so I’ve been told) image crisis. I wouldn’t say I am exactly in ‘crisis’, but I would absolutely admit that there are times I’m not exactly sure who I am any longer.
So, every time I become a bit confused, I’ll simply reintroduce myself to me.
It will go something like this:
“Hello, you’re new around these parts aren’t you?” “Why yes, yes I am. It’s lovely to meet you, I’m Candice (and sometimes I even let others call me Candy. Although that’s rare).” Then I will smile and move along with my day. I sometimes feel it’s akin to ‘Fifty First Dates’, where the girl is introduced to her life and self, every morning. The only difference, there’s no brain damage affecting me, instead physical change and emotional growth.
I’ve decided the most important piece of this puzzle is the enjoyment factor.
So, I’ve entered the ride and fastened my seat belt. It’s time to hold on and squeal with glee (literally and figuratively).
Change. Health. Happiness. Fulfillment.
An E – ticket attraction if ever there was one.
It’s quiet now.
The soft whir of the computer
is the only sound that permeates
this dense – dark – silence.
Heavy blue eyes
in an attempt to resist
It’s as if my body and soul are once again connected –
refreshed and rejoined after a day of hectic undertakings.
It’s during these late – peaceful moments
that I allow myself to focus light on the 86400 seconds of the day.
an iced decaf latte
a pups smile
Wen hair (no, really, it is)
loving my body
sweet – juicy – organic pears
a long walk …
Life is lovely.