A year ago

You know what’s cool?

Rereading old blog posts.

A year ago, I was a shell of a person.

I was existing… not living.

I didn’t see the sun.

I didn’t stop to smell the flowers.

I didn’t belly laugh.

I didn’t love life…..

not the way I should have.

Not the way I do now.

Now?

I want to get out of bed.

I want to clean my house.

I want to be a good mom.

I want to be a good wife.

I want to love life.

and I do.

Healing didn’t happen all at once.

There were setbacks.

There were days I slipped back into the shell,

numb and tired and quiet.

But slowly… I came back.

Piece by piece.

Choice by choice.

Step by step. 

Breath by breath.

I stopped surviving and started living.

I started noticing the small things

the warmth of coffee,

the sound of my kids laughing,

the way my husband looks at me when I forget to treat myself kindly.

And somewhere in all of that,

I found myself again.

Not the old version

but someone softer, wiser, and more awake.

So yeah…

Rereading old blog posts is cool.

Because it reminds me how far I’ve come.

And that this version of me?

She’s not going anywhere.