It’s then that I have to decide am I doing it for the likes or for the love. I decided that it was for the love. I really love writing. Is this what I want to continue doing forever? I’m not certain. I know it’s not as exciting as it once was but why stop? I realize that I just have to spin it in a way that still makes it exciting for me.
I would always want to remember certain moment and hold on to those memories with a vice grip.
The love for the parents is one thing but there are the siblings and the extended family. Do you want to be around them or would you prefer to not even be related? Would you want to give back the family card?
In my mind it’s the experiences that I have had that has taken me to my happy place. I will always remember traveling, going to concerts or partying. Those experiences I will never forget and they made me happy.
When I think of happiness I think of that warm and fuzzy feeling that I get. This is when I realized that happiness is hard to explain.
Even with all that’s going on around it’s still my happy time. I play my Christmas music. Started from beginning of December 😁. I won’t allow what’s going on around me to determine how I live my life. Life must go in and it should be as happy as possible.