Soft Place to Land

I always wanted a soft place to land. I've said that for years.

I have it now. I have a soft place to land. My home. My bed. Oliver in my arms. Praying with my head bowed. Sitting in my kitchen in the morning sipping coffee alone.

There is so much strength in being alone. There is a lot of strength in my bones, in my heart, in my character, in my soul.

I don't know that I've been this happy in a long long time. Holding my head up high, owning my defects, owning my accomplishments. Guess what? My strengths outweigh my weaknesses. My successes outweigh my failures.

I think for the first time in my life I am starting to believe I am good, strong, capable, awesome, superb, phenomenal, smart, emotionally intelligent, bright, kind, nice, sweet, good-intentioned, loved... oh-so-loved (by many!).

I think I've put down the fight in a lot of areas. I'm learning it's not my job to get even. There have been a lot of things I've been trying to do this past year, but a few of them were not my job.

Life is moving on and so am I. We are moving on. We are off to bigger and better things, and that moment is now. Now is bigger. Now is better. Now is the best time of my life. And more awaits. I can't imagine what lies ahead, not all of it will be easy. I'm sure with what I've learned this past year, it will not be as difficult as it has been.