I get asked a lot how come I “appear” so happy. How come everything I post on Facebook is only the rosy, perfect, pink, sunshine stuff that is yukky? People also ask how I deal with everything that happens to me without breaking down? I don’t know, I truly don’t know. I have always been a negative person, yet my husband is a super happy-go-lucky, get a long with everyone, no conflict kind of guy. We are opposites. Somehow he has rubbed off on my through out the years. 

I should explain that my life has been great, but there have also been many hardships. Things that make you grow quickly. I didn’t think it could be better, I never imagined what “it could be”. I never thought that I would get to a point where I not only thought my life was perfect but I genuinely believed it. And I have reach that moment. 

As I sit here and feel my unborn child kick me, God is reassuring me that life is the closest to perfection that we can get from him. Giving life and appreciating it for what it is, is a reminder from Him that everything is what it should be. People doubt and question happiness, they want to know how to get it and happiness is not something you get. It comes from within, it comes from acceptance. Accepting who you are, where you are, and accepting God in your life. 

I’m not pretending to be happy, I truly feel happy and satisfied with my life, even the bad things. I have accepted that God has his plan and his is better than mine, so I just “go with his flow”. Sometimes, when I’m with my husband and the kids, I look at him and ask him, “do you think this is perfection?”. He looks back and replays “it’s pretty close” and then the kids just say something that confirms it. Life is perfect because there’s so much love in my life. And nothing else matter, not the house, not the body, not the material things. But true, real, unconditional love, which is what my family gives me. 

Disclaimer: I could have not realized any of this if it wasn’t for years of therapy! But mostly my last therapist, who accepted who I was and didn’t try to change me. 


September 17, 2013. Uncategorized. Leave a comment.