Life is hard, ya’ll. It is struggle and pain. Slips, falls, and disappointments grabbing at your ankles just as you thought you had risen above. I’ve been there. I’ve been in that dark place and visit still from time to time.
I have battle scars to remind me of where I have been. But now? In this place and time? My life is solidly good - great, even. The smiles come pretty darn easy and I wish to have more of these hours to sink into – rather than run away from. I am acutely aware of the blessings that surround me every day, and though I do sometimes take them for granted, it is never for long. My Instagram might be filled with pictures of smiling faces, but I never forget that shit goes down.