Tuesday, December 30, 2014

Day 100

Day 100: I'm somewhat at a loss for what to type for today. I know what I want to convey, but am not entirely certain the best words to use to do it. Maybe I'll just type and see what comes of it. I think I'll begin by saying that this has been an absolutely wonderful experience for me. I started it 100 (or so) days ago from a pretty low place. This hasn't been my favourite year. There were highs, and there were lows...not the least of which were the house disaster, losing my Thomas Cat, and then losing my beloved Grammy in the summer. I mostly consider myself a fairly strong person, certainly no stranger to loss, and it wasn't like I figured that things would just go on as they were forever...but when they happened, after they happened, I now confess that I was in a pretty sad state. I don't know whether it was the grief, or a hint of depression, but after all of that this summer most days it was all I could do to get myself out of bed in the morning. I felt numb, and almost as though I would never feel "happy" again. I knew in my heart that that wasn't true, and I knew I had to do something about it. That's why I began this journey. I desperately needed to rediscover Happy lest I forgot entirely what it felt like. And you know what, Friends? I have. Thanks to you. Today's happy is for you: for each person who called, wrote, texted, commented, liked or simply followed along quietly...thank you. When all of this happened, I felt colossally alone. I've learned many many things over the last 100 days, like how important it is to be observant of the small things, to pay attention and see the glass half full, to have "an attitude of gratitude"...and most importantly for me, I've learned that I am not alone. I've been overwhelmed many times with the kindness of your comments, the encouragement, and the interest. Thank you all so much. As Grammy used to say, and a favourite saying of mine now, "I'm a lucky hot dog." #luckyhotdog #100happydays
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