I love my secrets journal...
...and I love all of you! Your nice comments made my day times ten.
I think we are all brave and inspiring whether we acknowledge it or not (and let's face it, being nice to ourselves is something we don't do often). I think in my life, I want to try as hard as I can to do what I want to do and what I'm passionate about...what maybe whoever put me here intended for me to do. I see way too many people in a 9 to 5 job who loathe their jobs...you spend more time at work than you do in a home environment...why not try to like what you do? I don't expect it to be easy but I honestly figure, if I put time into building the life I want to live, the thoughts I want to think, the situations I want to be in NOW.....it may be a little simpler as I get older? I've been told many times by older people, "Boy Kathy, I wish I knew as much as you do when I was your age" even my Mom asked me once, "Why do you think like that? Is it your old ladies?" Not really, I think it's quite uncommon sense...I guess we have to believe life is perfect even in the shitty smelly stages because if I don't...what am I going to believe?
I think we are all brave and inspiring whether we acknowledge it or not (and let's face it, being nice to ourselves is something we don't do often). I think in my life, I want to try as hard as I can to do what I want to do and what I'm passionate about...what maybe whoever put me here intended for me to do. I see way too many people in a 9 to 5 job who loathe their jobs...you spend more time at work than you do in a home environment...why not try to like what you do? I don't expect it to be easy but I honestly figure, if I put time into building the life I want to live, the thoughts I want to think, the situations I want to be in NOW.....it may be a little simpler as I get older? I've been told many times by older people, "Boy Kathy, I wish I knew as much as you do when I was your age" even my Mom asked me once, "Why do you think like that? Is it your old ladies?" Not really, I think it's quite uncommon sense...I guess we have to believe life is perfect even in the shitty smelly stages because if I don't...what am I going to believe?