Way to go

I was just sitting here...at the end of the mound of laundry.  mostly put away too.  And I thought, "good job."  About myself.  I congratulated myself.  Genuinely.  Not forcing myself to think something good, but being genuinely proud of all I have accomplished.  I have done something amazing.  Though my home still doesn't look like most people's do when you go visit.  We are pretty messy these days.  And yet.....wow.  I've done a LOT.  And I feel....proud.
Wow.  A year ago I wouldn't have been able to hear that voice.  It was so overshadowed by what I had heard.  By how I was treated.  But now, that voice that sees good....in me....was heard.
It was a good day.
blessings.