Everyone else seems to have these strong and powerful words, and mine is so SIMPLE. “Happy.”
My word is HAPPY. It feels SO BIG and huge to me though. As a child, I went through the pain of a split home and didn’t see my dad (and I’m a total Daddy’s girl, so you can imagine) for nearly 3 years.
Then he got custody and I wasn’t the only “girl” in his life. I had a step-mom and a baby sister coming. It was hard.
I am thankful every day for the laptop that we were finally able to get me. Being able to feel like absolute death and still be able to do things I need to do? Yeah, that’s how I find the positive in obvious PMS symptoms. I’m so sick and tired of being a female. At least during that particular week. Blech.