I
spend a lot of time reflecting back on the 7 years I had with her.
What would my life be like if she was still here? How would I be
different? How would my sisters and dad be different? Would I have
taken the same career path - in fact, all 3 of us are on healthcare,
would that change? Would I make the same mistakes in love and life?
Would I have taken my job? Would I have discovered yoga?
Sunday
night's yoga class was HARD to say the least. I know I had a lot of
built of tension and emotion - my lack of practice in the past month or
so has not helped. I was exhausted and didn't eat all day to add to it
(note: this is in NO way healthy - don't be a dumbass like me). But
after class I spent time in the shower just thinking. Reflecting. And
feeling gratitude for the things I have in life. I had a mother that
loved and adored me while she was alive. I have a (completely crazy
but) wonderful family. My dad provided for us and my sisters and I
stuck up for each other. Sure, it's not perfect. None of us are
perfect. But isn't that what life is all about? In that moment, I
decided to push away the negative (albeit it was for a short time) and
just be grateful that I went to yoga, that I can afford to practice in
an awesome studio with amazing teachers, that I have the life I have,
that I have my friends and family, and most of all any of the love I
have had in life - no matter how messed up, misguided, or unhealthy some
can be.
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