As I'm sitting here listening to Bob Marley's Three Little Birds I'm starting to tear up a bit. But for good reason...
This last year--as many of you know--for me has been the hardest and most draining year of my life. And for the first time in a long time I'm not as scared or worried about my future. Sure there's some wonderment and hesitation and so forth, but right now I'm seeing things from a different perspective. I'm standing taller than ever before.
Right now I'm chillin' in my new place. I just recently moved out of my Mom's old house. I really didn't want to, but I couldn't change that. I can only move forward and make my own tracks.
I'm in one apartment with my brother and my sister and grandma are in another apartment near by. We decided to stay closer for at least another year.
The move wasn't exactly the smoothest move, but hey when is it ever that smooth? This last week, and month for that matter, was exhausting. You have no idea. Trying to juggle moving, work, family issues and other crap...but we're officially in our new places. Sure, we've got to unpack a lot and move crap around, but that's ok. I can handle that.
I'm a firm believer in that you have to go through the tough times and experiences in life in order to truly appreciate what you have and so forth. Everything is a learning experience...
"Every little thing is gonna be alright..."