change is coming and I can either be freaked our or learn to be excited about that change. Let me recap. I am living with relatives because of a house fire. My job is downsizing and there is a 50/50 chance I wil be let go.
Should I panic? I could and there are moments. But instead, I will remember my past. Those times when a life-altering event has occured and I came through it. How in the end, it all worked out and even for the positive. Life has a way of working out and all that is in my control is my attitude. Like with fitness and healthy living. It's about a choice.
And about faith. Faith in God that he always knows what is best for me even when I do not.
This morning, I woke up. Made my coffee and spied the pan dulce on the table. I tasted it. But I did not drown in it. I grabbed my broccoli salad mix and I was off to work. I packed gym clothes with the intent of going to zumba. Surely, that is something that I can do for my health and soul.
I mean, how can I not smile while moving to Don Omar?
Life is sweet even with the bitter.