Congratulations you have made to Sunday October 25 in the year of living the live plagues aka #2020!
October is the last month before 2 months of the crazy time known as the holiday season. That itself has all kinds of good and bad vibes and worry that Jan 1 will find us 10 or more lbs heavier on top of the baby weight, the hurricane Florence weight (my NC people are still carrying this 2 years later), now add the COVID weight and all the other stuff.
If you have made it through 7 months of #COVID, you are a #survivor whether you got the virus or didn’t. You survived the toilet paper shortage, coin shortage, murder hornets, shutdowns, and every other WTF (Wed, Thurs, Fri 🙂 ) thing. That is HUGE and something to be celebrate! The world tossed a lot our way to be FEARFUL about. And yet, if you are reading this you SURVIVED! Badass types were not so worried, but if you are a worrier and overthinker, you need to break out the bubbly and celebrate big time that you SURVIVED months of life in the COVID times. That is a huge freakin’ deal and mark that in your brain!
Speaking of being a survivor, waking up everyday itself is proof you are a survivor. Shift your mind and start thinking this way and wait for the ripple effect.
Normally we think about SURVIVORS as being those who have gone through terrible things like cancer and chronic illnesses, financial ruin, scandals, major weather events, rapes, crimes, depression, addictions and more. Yes those are all really hard things to live through. I am not diminishing them and those who have lived through those events. They are painful and very difficult to work through.
I am giving a reminder to those of you need that a little extra magic and sparkle to make it through the day that you are amazing and have done hard things. Sometimes it is nice to get a little trophy and recognition. Who better to pass that out than you! You have to celebrate these things yourself, because what you think and feels matters most.
Remember for some people the little things that are easy for most are super hard for others. I see people everyday struggle to take a few steps (spiritually and physically). 10 feet for them is like a marathon for others. We all have roles, and I have faith that even in these depressing, crazy hard times we will come out for the better!
If you need faith, hope, sparkle, take some of mine, I have plenty to share!
xo, Tracy Lynne
The Lovely Spotted Flamingo 