Thinking...

Thinking can be a dangerous thing- or a freeing and glorious thing depending on where these pesky little thoughts take me. I found out that my friend from years ago died unexpectedly and have been thinking about her lots. We drifted apart when she moved and honestly I haven't thought about her for quite some time until now. She was hilarious- like really, really hilarious. She could make any situation fun and I loved her for that. I'm so glad she was part of my life and that I have all these fun memories of her. I know she is rockin' it out in Heaven right now and would think it foolish of me to shed even one tear- well maybe just one:)

This last year I have learned a few thing about what's important and what just isn't:

How fat my ass is- not important
Quality time with my children- important
What other people do- not important
My mental health- important
How clean my house is- not important
What other people think- not important
What I think about myself- really important
Yoga- important
My faith- important
Well spent time- important
Focusing on what is important- extra important
My Husband- super duper important:)

I can feel my focus in life changing. I'm realizing how quickly life really does pass and so much of what happens is completely out of my control- much to my dismay!! I want to spend my time living joyously as much as I can and not waste anymore energy on things that just really don't matter. I want to embrace the fact that I feel every emotion and feeling of the people around me instead of trying to stuff those feelings down- it can be so overwhelming!!

I am so grateful for the good friends that I have who accept me as I am. I am grateful for my family- the family that I always wanted- all the good, bad, and ugly of us- I wouldn't change it for the world.