I realized something lying in bed last night, desperately trying to fall asleep. I started this blog over 1,000 days ago. It took those first 440 day for me to even being to realize that I need to start journaling my thoughts, getting out those feelings that were building up and breaking me down.
When you put it in terms of years...a little over a year before I first started blogging, four years ago Monday when dad passed away...it seems like a long time, but not as extreme as breaking it down to days. It is hard to grasp when you are literally trying to take just make it through one day at a time. But today is the 1,465th day after dad died. Day after day after day of living in a parallel world...wow, it's just a lot to take in. 1,465 days.
I was at some good friends' wedding this weekend, and the bride is a friend who struggled and tried with all her might to get me to this place today. Or even just to open up and be human with my emotions, not this tough robot that I was perceiving for so many years. I can only imagine how frustrating it must have been living with the zombie that I had become, and I couldn't thank God more for having someone as special as her to put up with me for so long. Late that night, I sort of broke down, but it was strange...I wasn't sad, or upset, or anything negative...I was so, so happy, and it made me start to cry. Happy that I was able to share that special day with them, happy that I was able to stand there, recognize how far I had actually come, and look forward to what there is to come for me.
There are some times when you have to live your life one day at a time. I did so for at least 1,000 days of my life. But now I'm looking forward to moving past where I have to live just to get through the day, and now live for the moments, and the journey, that my life will take me.
Here are some pictures from the rehearsal dinner and wedding and of my dear friend who I couldn't be happier for. It was a fabulous weekend!




