April 07, 2010

Starting Over

I am starting a new life; one in which I get to decide for myself how happy I will be. Two months ago I disappeared from my world. It was a world that I helped to build up, but it was a world that never helped to build me up. I have been lost for much too long. But now it is time to see what Petunia really looks like.


Hello world! I'm not scared of you anymore. In fact, I embrace you. I will fill my life with you. I will sift through you and throw out what doesn't suit me. I will paint the inner chambers of my heart with all that is beautiful in you. I hope you're paying attention world because I have returned with a vengeance. I may not look intimidating but I am resilient. Bring it on!

10 comments:

aimeewrites said...

Hey gorgeous! Wonderful to see your face on here. (And may I say... A - not fair that you look exactly the same as 20 years ago. B - Big hugs for any emotional struggles you've been having.

Amy said...

Great picture and great thoughts!

Shelley said...

It's great to have you back!

Petunia said...

Thank you ladies. It's good to be back.

Lezlie said...

Good for you! Welcome to your new life!!

Lezlie

Zibilee said...

So glad to see you back! I am also happy to hear that you have found your way and are ready to start fresh. I wish you many blessings on your new path and hope that the new journey goes well for you!

Ti said...

Very positive post. Love it. Hope you are well. It certainly looks like it!

Nicole (Linus's Blanket) said...

Sounds awesome. Go get 'em!

trish said...

You're going to kick ass, I know it!

Samantha said...

Good luck! You can do it.
Lately when I was paying close attention to my Facebook posts and that led to listening to my conversations. They all seemed to be lists of what was wrong. My conversations were peppered with “I’m such an idiot,” and “this would only happen to Samantha.” Definitely not “glass half full” behavior.


So, I started an exercise. Every day I posted three things that made me happy, were positive thoughts, or good things that were happening to me. No longer was I writing about falling off stools, allergies, or bad backs. The items may be silly or seem inconsequential but it began to honestly change my attitude during the day. So, I guess I understand a sort of returning to the goodness in life.