The life lesson that I've learned is to not take life so seriously. If someone doesn't like me, I read a piece of irritating news, or if a bill is due, everything will be fine. If for some reason a memory of when I was in my clingy and cringy phase suddenly came up to destroy my entire 3 hours of the day, stop! It ain't that deep, being cringy at 14 or 16 or even 18 isn't that deep. It's not worth mulling over, analysing it. Life is life and its time to enjoy it. Make memories andaugh and be grateful for the things that you have, that's whats important now everything is do or die. The things that have cause anxiety and headaches, I've stopped allowing to control me. That's the most important life lesson so far.
Day 7: an opportunity I'm grateful for, was when I had decided to work towards going to s specific arts school. I worked very hard, everyday, practicing my lines. I even performed in front of 250 kids and adults. That in itself was an opportunity. I had pulled someone aside from the convention and asked if I could perform my monologue. It was great! Back to getting into the school, it was such an amazing experience that I am so grateful I got to go through.
Day 6: A hidden blessing in a difficult situation: when I was going through a very thoughtful time in my life recently, I realized the strength and resourcefulness I had learned. It gave me the tools that I needed to follow through on my dreams, and that I am enough, strong enough, to get through/over any obstacle. That's why in the end, I'm so grateful for that strength, for the love and support that surronds me, for my home.
I don't have a ton of true accomplishments, but since starting this journey. I've been feeling more accomplished. Why? Because my life has been filled with inconsistency and failed dreams. Constant ups and downs, but now I feel stronger within myself. Maybe that's the true accomplishment.
My favorite memory is when I went to the beach for the first time at 16. My mom had woken us very early in the morning, it was a school day, but it didn't matter. We were on our way. The entire day was beautiful, we got to see the sunrise, ride bikes, eat some wawa. I loved it.
My favorite part of the morning is the golden hour, when the sun starts to rise and there's a bit of fog looming the streets. It's so quiet and peaceful, unmoving but not stagnate. Like a picture that brings melacholic feelings. That's something to appreciate, that's something I'm very grateful to experience.
Day 2: I find comfort in knowing that I'm surrounded by love, and protected by the angels and ancestors. Even when I was in the darkest of times, and asked why there were so many obstacles blocking me, they led me out of the maze. I am extremely grateful that not only did they help me, they helped my family. Which brings me even more comfort to know that my family are also protected and surrounded by love and joy.