I had someone reach out to me privately and ask if I was really doing ok because the people who post perfect lives on social media are usually the ones found overdosed in bed on a Tuesday. 🤔
And the answer is, don’t get me wrong: I do *not* have a perfect life, in spite of my eternally optimistic and sappy social media presence. I can be a hot mess sometimes; lots of times. I have really struggled this year with my health. I’m having a hard time finding work/ life balance. I wish I had more time to volunteer or do creative things. I don’t get to spend time with friends or family the way I would like. I should be getting my butt to the gym more. My house is never clean the way I want it. Sometimes I think my way is the best way or the only way. I’m working on that.
But I am a believer that a life without struggle or challenge is not necessarily a happy life. Happy is a state of mind, not a state of circumstances. You can be fighting your way through something and still be blessed. Sometimes the blessing *is* the struggle because of what you learn on the other side. And I am also a big believer that you attract what you put out. Focusing on your woes and complaints magnifies them. Having an attitude of gratitude and thankfulness is a magnet for good things and abundance.
So posting about all the good things is a modern-day public prayer of thanks for me. Of marvelling over grace and peace and plenty. Life really is good. Honest. ✌🏻