Day 83: Let Them Eat Cake

I've never done anything like these notes.  Never. Never hung all my dirty laundry out on a line.  Never chronicled my own explorations into the deepest corners of my heart.

It's been brought to my attention that some people are taking issue with it...that I've been the butt of a few jokes and some criticism.  They've made it known (just not to me) that they don't think I should be doing this...that I'm embarassing myself...that I should stop.

To which I say...too bad.

I find it liberating.  In a career where you always have to watch what you say and how you say it (for fear of showing bias), there's something freeing about letting it all hang out.  There's something empowering about sending your innermost thoughts into the universe.  I can't explain it...but I'm not going to stop.

I'm not going to stop because these posts are changing me.  They're changing the way I look at the world.  They're changing how I evaluate my surroundings, and they're helping me eradicate negativity by taking an active stock of all my blessings at the end of the day. 

They help me realize, on the days I'm a little mopey, and stuffing my face with the forbidden Lenten fruit known as chocolate (that's totally an exaggeration...because I only had two cookies...but darn it all if the exaggeration didn't sound...well, a little sexier), that my day wasn't actually so bad.  That my blessings far outweigh my pain.  Sure, I could have done it in a far more private setting, but this is my New Year's Resolution, not yours...and this is how I chose to do it.

Plus?  I don't think we tell people how much they mean to us nearly as much as we should.  This little project of mine has brought more than a few people to tears, and I'm thankful for that.  Not that they're crying...but that this gives them a glimpse into how special they are, and how much they mean to to world...or at least to one little Ukrainian that occupies it.

Besides -- my other New Year's Resolution was to run a marathon...and we all know how that turned out.
So let me have my cake and eat it too (as long as it's not chocolate). 

These posts will continue...because once I set my mind to do something...I do it.

And I'm thankful for that.