Though I probably should have written this blog post yesterday, I decided to be a lazy bum all day, only leaving my house to go have dinner with my sister. I know, I know, you probably think I was nursing a hangover, but on the contrary the only hangover I was nursing, was the one caused by 2015. No, I am not angry at 2015. I did not carry over the animosity of 2014 starting off so great and ending with a life changing event that left a piece of my heart forever missing. What I was recovering from was this 'spiritual journey' of sorts that left me, happy, sad, angry, mad, laughing, crying, weeding out horrible events in my life that date back years and most importantly, teaching me let go of what I can't change, as well as teaching me to discover myself, my true nature and the person I was born to be. If I was a betting woman, I would say my mama was guiding me through the last year, and then Sissy too when she left this earth...
We all have a voice that has something to say.