I can’t believe we’re already almost half way through the month. I know I say this so often, but I’m so proud of myself for how much I’ve grown in the past year. This time last year I was a total heart-broken mess. I was resilient. I was writing, painting, sewing; just honestly expressing myself by way of craft. I miss writing though. I’m proud of myself for working so hard to be where I am too. To be able to ask for help, receive help, and struggle for a bit so I can better appreciate the things I have in my life. Especially the people. I can do anything I push myself to do. I will figure things out. Work at the school hasn’t been bad. I’m just grateful to have work.