I had to do something last night that was pretty terrifying for me.
It was one of those times I actually had to put to practice some of the techniques I whole-heartily believe in and teach to cute little bodies in my schools.
I had to breath deeply and consciously choose to think of things that would bring me happiness.
I had to do it for forty-five minutes.
Which, is a really long time...when you really want something to be over.
It was funny that during this situation, my thoughts permeated around the very same people my life tends to revolve around...
Thought #1
This face.


Abby took first place out of eight competitive cheer teams in her division this past Saturday.
Her first, First Place...ever.
The feeling I felt as she and her team won, was better than any feeling I have ever experienced winning in my life.
It was better because it was her.
She is becoming one of my closest friends, and I am content to live watching her grow and learn and experience all these crazy emotions life throws at us.
I was so proud.
Thought #2
This face.


Boy...did that kid move.
(Not saying I wouldn't do the same.)
And, then he ate and clapped for himself for quite a while.
I was so proud.
I find it quite ironic that although I've desperately needed an outlet for myself (which I've found with running), when my priorities settle and I am forced to compete within my thoughts for happiness...they win.
My family takes the cake. They are my happy place. All three of them.
I would give up anything in this world to keep it that way forever.
2 comments:
Mine is my happy place too! I love that you posted the pic of Deak and Em (never mind the half-naked kid in the background!) They are too cute together! We need to get them together again. But, I hope everything gets better for you!
MRI's are terrifying! I had to get one at the U (for the stronger magnet) of my head and neck years ago and half way through the machine stopped. I was stuck-strapped in for almost 2 hours. I was so sick getting out of that thing. I'm glad you made it and hope it all turns out well!
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