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Even the reminders can’t stop me.

I may miss the things we watched together, did together, and laughed about together, but it’s gotten to the point when I can accept those memories as those few happy moments I got to share with you before things got screwed up. There is no longer tears caught in my throat at the sight of those ridiculous shows we stayed up to watch on Netflix. I can enjoy Red Velvet Cake, as I did before I met you.

Yep. I wake up every morning not thinking of how things ended, but how exciting that day’s adventures will be. I wake up ready to jump and run and dance and skip around like the world couldn’t possibly be a better place, even with the war, the poverty, and the crooked politicians.

I am blessed. I woke up breathing another day. I still have soul and beauty and life in me. And nobody can take that away from me, no matter how they try to stick me where they know it will hurt most.

Now, time to enjoy this beautiful day. :)