National Stress Awareness Day

The first Wednesday in November is national stress awareness day.

I used to dislike myself.

People said I stressed and worried too much.

And they were right.

In general I’m not usually a calm person.

I thought that it wasn’t ok to be like that.

That being concerned over things that others perceived as “small or petty” was a sign of weakness.

I thought that having anxiety when I am away from my children made me a bad mother because “I’m too over protective”.

I thought that not sleeping because my husband had a swat call out made me a needy wife.

I will always choose to bring awareness to coping with stress in a healthy way.

For me it took going through some things to help me to grow to love myself and even to conquer some of the things that I faced daily.

God gave me a cyst on my brain (and yes I really think it had a purpose) and I prayed and saw how precious life was and then time passed and the cyst wasn’t life threatening and I forgot and I slowly started to let my stress over the small things consume my thoughts again.

And then god reminded me how precious life is again when I had a biopsy done (benign). And this time I haven’t forgotten.

I cope. And I’m happy. And at the end of the day what matters is that I’m healthy and I have my beautiful family by my side. My world is in color again and I’m loving myself more and more everyday. I’m loud. I’m southern. I still freak out over “small” stuff..

And I guess a part of me will always be that way. But I’m perfectly ok with the people in my circle that get me ❤️

And as we taught in second grade all this week.. the MORAL of the story is to grow through what you go through

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