Pockets of Happiness

Ever have one of those days where everything is just all right?

Today is one of those days for me.

I was driving to work this morning when out of nowhere, a wave of happiness gushed all over me and was immediately followed by a hum of peace. It was a really powerful emotion that started as a frisson from the middle of my chest and like a shot of whiskey, proceeded to burst and flow languidly through my veins. It was a heady, delirious and calming experience.

For the first time in a long time, I feel happy; a storm just passed and the sun's rays are slowly filtering in again through my life's vertical blinds.

God gave me a nudge and a wink today as if to say: "What did I tell ya, kiddo? Told ya it wasn't going to be that bad..."

My stitches were taken out yesterday. No more surgeries. No more drugs. No more pain. I have come out wiser and more vigilant when it comes to my health.

Randy and I are moving to a bigger place by mid-August.

I got two freelance writing jobs coming up. I'm praying there will be more and these would be constant.

I just got a haircut that I absolutely luuuuurve. I haven't said that in a long time about a haircut and yes, my stylist Myra, is pure rock star.

We are moving out, moving on and slowly, with patience, hope and hard work, moving up.

I am exhilarated, excited, fearful, hopeful and humbled with what is to come.

I am blessed.

I am grateful.

I am happy.