I’m tired, lonely and a with a broken heart. But I’m grateful.
Grateful for the 10+ hours I spent at the office today and the challenges that I had a chance to tackle. I am grateful that I have the possibility to show what I can do, who I am and to speak my mind. To learn and to teach.
I am grateful that I was invited to come here and to have to face questions that I always tried to avoid.
I am grateful for being in love again.
I am grateful for a beautiful sunset that was waiting for me at the pier.
I am grateful for having met people who care about me, in a way or another. I am grateful for the few but fantastic friends that I have. I know I can count on them and that I can be there for them.
I am grateful for the smiles, even the shortest ones, that light up the room every time I meet your eyes. For having you around, even when I would like to touch you and hug you but I just have to focus on keep breathing.
I am grateful for all these things and everything else that I don’t even realise I have. Because it’s easier to start writing and complaining about the bad stuff, but I too often forget to look at the good things I have, at what I have achieved, at what I might have given to the people I met on the way.
In the end, all you can hope for
is the love you found to equal the pain you’ve gone through.
It’s all about love.