For the most part, I hated myself. Being critical of myself had become a habit. Self doubt and clouding of mind was an every day visitor.
Then something shifted during the pandemic. The realization that life is unpredictable. That we need so little. That relationships are important. Most of all, I, more than anyone, deserved my own respect, love, and compassion.
I started writing a journal that eventually turned into a gratitude diary.
There is always something to learn in every situation. I became close to God. I do not understand the concept fully and neither do I wish to. All I know is that it works. Faith brought into my life that which I was missing. My connection with a power greater than myself.
I realize each one of us has a purpose. To then go on to discover that I was living my purpose each day was a blessing. I am so grateful for this.