early last week, after finishing one of the many tennis practices that have been on the agenda, I took a moment to dump some thoughts into my tumblr:
Today, the first thing I said when I got into the car was, “today was a good day.” You know I think there is a lot to be said for this. We spend so many days waiting to get back in bed or for the day to be over. We wish away time waiting for some day in the future. When one single bad thing happens, we classify that day as a bad day. So here is a recognition post for a good day. Here’s to stringing together more good days. Here’s to a lifetime filled with joyous good days.
--Ode to the good days (4-8-15)
so once again, as I got in bed tonight after another crazy day -- this thought crossed my mind again. "Today was a good day."
this week was a good one. a really good one. this week I felt like myself again. I didn't feel like I was changing to be someone for someone or something else. I got to spend time with people who really make me happy. and I got to do things I love.
happy heart going into this week y'all.
here's to making everyday a good day.
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grace
ps. checkout my week in pictures here!!