I feel so fortunate as I sit here and tap these keys today. I am surrounded by loving and supportive people, whether they are near or far in physical distance, I am constantly reminded of their presence.
Home can mean different things at different times. It can be where you live, or where you grew up. It can be a place you left your heart, or wherever you go with the one you love. If you travel often, home can be wherever you rest your head at night, no matter the city you find yourself.
I’ve had three places I’ve called home; I was born and raised in Iowa, I went to college and fell in love with California, and then I fell in love with a man and made my home base in Florida. As much as I get used to certain surroundings, I do feel like home lies within the people I love when I am with them. I’ve had the opportunity in the past few days to reunite with two old friends whom I love dearly and in their presence I am absolutely home. It has been a gloriously happy feeling with a tinge of sadness, as I know our reunion will come to an end and I have never been one who handles endings well. However, it is not yet time to think of that part so I am still drunk on the nectar of reconnecting.
The past few months have been busy and somewhat stressful, while also productive and rewarding. Many moments of doubt, of wondering if I could manage and pull everything together, my anxiety has been higher than I can remember it ever being before. I am proud of myself for getting to this day. I am also eternally grateful to the many people who helped make that possible, for I could not have done it alone. My husband is always at the top of that list, he is my number one supporter and generally deals with the worst of my bad days.
I am grateful to all of my guest writers who took part in the Fight With Us #DCfC mental health awareness series I hosted last month. I won’t do an entire recap here because I did that a few days ago in my post, Are You More Aware? #DCfC but a few shout-outs are in order.
Lizzi is my blog sister and we share a very special friendship that warms and fills my heart. She is always there to listen when I am anxious or depressed, never annoyed by my rants – though I’m not sure how that’s possible! The way she is committed to spreading *twinklysparklygoodness* to everyone she comes in contact with is inspiring and just one of the many reasons I love her so much. I also must mention the incredible piece she wrote for my mental health awareness series last month, if you haven’t read it you should do that right meow!
Hasty also took part in the Fight With Us #DCfC mental health series, for which I am so very thankful to her. Hasty gives many people a voice on her blog to discuss what it is to #BeReal and I know how important having that outlet can be. She has also been my friend on a personal level and for that, I am thankful as well.
Thanks also to Vince, Nicole, Kimberly, Peter, Ra, and Sarah for their wonderful contributions to the series. I have a ton of respect and love for all of these talented writers. Throughout the month, the series garnered 1,200 views, brought in 693 new visitors, over 240 ‘likes’, and over 230 comments!! That is the most attention my little blog has EVER received! To say I am honored and humbled would be an understatement.
To my readers… None of this would be possible without YOU. If you think I’m not aware of that you are mistaken. You are kind and supportive souls who own a special place in my heart. A very special thanks to you all ❤
What are you thankful for? Do you have supportive people in your life? What does ‘home’ mean to you?
I’d love to hear your thoughts in the comments!