Hanging on!

This week I have been hanging on by a thread....putting that best foot forward, no matter how tired, or frustrated I was. And it's not an easy task, to face your enemy, and be brave. More times than not, we want to back down. But in order to heal, you have to stand, even when your knees are shaking, and your voice is a whisper.
I found myself making some decisions, to eliminate people who are toxic to me, and to my growth as a person. It's not an easy decision to come to, but we have to face the truth. Some things we continue to go back to are bad for us. They keep us on the edge of destruction, and constantly in turmoil. And no one can move forward when they are just treading water.
The first truth to face, is the one where you admit to yourself, that there needs to be change. Once you jump that hurdle, the next one gets a little easier. But if you lie to yourself, and continue the behavior, you will continue to see destructive patterns that send you into depression, loneliness, and anger. Who needs that? NO ONE.
So I trudged on, knowing the journey was not easy, and the path was far from straight. And guess what? I made PROGRESS. I have to much to offer this world to live in self-doubt, and hide in the shadows wishing life was different.
I choose JOY. I choose HAPPY. I choose to be me, even if it means that some days I am flying by the seat of my pants, hoping I made the right choice. I hang on to that thread of hope with both hands, gripping it with all the strength and courage I have. I dig deep, and carry on, because I am a survivor, a warrior and my father's daughter. He didn't make me a quitter, he made me a FIGHTER!!!!! And fight I will.....
I hope you all find your path, find your courage, and find your bravery. Life is never predictable, but the journey is always POSSIBLE!

Hang on, and be brave-we are in this together!

God bless, and much love

Kris

Not myself....

I have lost some pieces lately. Bravery slipped away, and I fell into a dark hole. I smile at the world, but crumble inside. Those who know me well, see that the smile doesn't reach my eyes anymore. The light has dimmed a bit. And tears are a part of daily life.

I share this because someone out there may be feeling the same. And no one should have to feel this way alone.

We all struggle with something, and some are good at hiding it. I am not. I cannot pretend, or be fake. I am who I am. I go into this world as ME every single day, whatever it brings.

So for the last 48 hours, I have stayed in my house, in deafening silence, as tears come and go. It is a battle I will face, and win, because I don't quit. I stumble, I fall, I feel, I go on. I am a warrior, and I will leave a legacy that my children can be proud of. But today, I slipped. I let the heartache be felt. Because you cannot shove feelings down for too long-that destroys you. Piece by piece, and slowly, so you do not notice until you are lost.

I refuse to be lost, or accept that this moment defines me. It does NOT! It means that I am human. I am not perfect. I have flaws. And in this world of pretending, I don't fit. I cannot pretend. If it's pain, I feel it. If it's joy, I share it. I laugh out loud, and cry louder. And I don't regret any of it. My only regret, is putting my trust, giving my friendship, and sharing my soul with those who didn't deserve or EARN IT.

Learn to be stronger, and allow those who are worthy into your world. But also, be strong enough to walk away from those who aren't.

Be brave, and don't give up if you weren't. Tomorrow is another day, another chance to shine, another opportunity to change the world.

Peace and love....