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Living my best life

My brain is wired to always look at the negatives. To always be on alert for 'danger' and to be ready to 'abort mission' as quickly as possible - if need be.

So I find it hard to remember good things or to be aware of them when it counts.

Today I'm going to try to change that and tell you all the great things in my life.

Obviously Alun. My whole world is in that guys' cheeky grin. I love him so much. I'm blessed to know I have a person. Alun is my person and I am his. There is something fundamentally comforting about belonging to someone that I can't describe in words. It's something you gotta feel. I know Alun loves me. That in his presence, I am safe and cherished. I trust him with my life and I know he'd lay down his to save mine in an instant. That's pretty awesome. I am a really blessed, happy, fulfilled wife and I thank God for Al in my life. I couldn't think of anyone better to be married to.

I have AWESOME friends. You guys are my heart and you have no idea how often in the day I think of you. Seriously. I look back on these past weeks - lunches with friends I love - and I just feel so blessed. I feel like I'm surrounded by kind, caring, giving, amazing people as my mates - that I'll never feel alone because one of you will always make time for me. That's freaking awesome.

I've been blessed with this temp job, too. It's my last day here today and it's been the job I needed because it's been a good rest from being super stressed - and it's been a great experience. It's nice to work for a nice female boss (not often I get them, eh?), with nice co-workers on reception and to come into work and not feel stressed as I'm coming up to the reception area in the lift. When I worked at "particular Mining Company starting with a K", I hated going in to work. I hated going up in the lift and I would always sigh as I opened reception because I knew that within minutes my stress levels would be through the roof. I don't mind coming into this job and I'm thankful for that.

Alun and I have money in our accounts, a pretty little cottage right by the train station and city center and we have so much to look forward to.

I'm blessed and I'm incredibly thankful.

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