Hard

Life can be hard.  But I choose not to be.  Though I have been a smartass in response to my freedom and lately stress....but, not hard hearted.  I choose a tender heart.  A giving heart.  I choose to love.  To see.  To hope.  I choose beauty.  And joy.  I choose to be kind.  I choose to be free.  To be full of life.  I choose to hope.  I choose who I am though I can't choose my circumstances.  I choose to move on.  To push through. Things have been hard.  But I don't have to be.  People can be mean.  Not understanding.  But I don't have to be.  I can be the person that I was created to be.  I can walk free.
But not without being purposeful.  Not without looking closely and deciding what matters.
I am learning about speaking my mind a bit.  It gets me in trouble.  I'll find the balance.
I need to get through this hard time...again.  It's hard on me body mind and soul.  But I will make it through.  God walks before me.  He carries me when I can't follow.  I'll be fine.
blessings.