I realized yesterday that I have let myself be trapped into a new routine without even realizing it.. I will let you into my thoughts for a moment. When my dad died, a part of me died as well. I have this new little being that I am absolutely in love with. My life will never be the same again. My new found love of being a mom has awaken. I have embraced this unusual me. However, yesterday I realized my mind has been in a recovery mode. It has been a blur. Where is the corridor that meets my identity?
I am grateful of all the things I have experienced. When part of myself died, a new self sprouted. It is that simple will to bring the greatness out of yourself, and run with it.
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