Happy Monday!
I have been taking sometime away from my blog to spend time thinking about how I can better myself. By that I mean I drown myself in work and coffee. I say that work is my outlet, but I soon learned that I can’t really let work be my outlet because I have to leave my problems at the door, but as soon as I step outside the building, all my problems are sitting there waiting for me.
With that being said, I have learned that Mondays are the worst. I usually work Monday through Saturday, so Sundays have become my favorite day of the week. Sundays are my days to think about everything that has happened in my life, which make Mondays harder because that’s when I have time to push everything aside and drown myself in work again--hoping to forget everything for 8 hours or longer.
This past Sunday was different. I sat in bed, ate pizza, watched season three seasons of Glee, and LAUGHED! I learned for the first time what it feels like to finally move on. I did not think about everything I did that would cause me to break down, crying in my pj’s. I enjoyed a day filled with laughter and relaxation, without stressing about everything in my life. When I woke up this morning, I did not feel tired or emotional drained. I felt refreshed and ready to start my day. When I walked into work, I did not feel like I was leaving everything at the door, I felt like it was coming with me, but not as visible on my facing and not bringing me down as much as it used to.
Moving on is a healing process, and something I have learned is very hard to do. I can take 10 steps forward and just one comment, one blog post, or one song on the radio, can make me feel like I am falling apart all over again! Having something fall apart in your life is not easy for anyone, but ignoring that one comment, blowing off a blog post, or changing the song on the radio may make you feel like those 10 steps are something you are able to take again--never stop fighting.
This Monday morning I was able to laugh a little louder and smile a little brighter without the feeling my past weighing down on me. I was able to sit in my car and not think about taking 75 North and head home to Maryland. Today I learned I am slowly moving on, one cup of coffee at a time.
I hope you all have had an amazing Monday! Stay strong and keep fighting.
XOXO,
Molly Francis
I have been taking sometime away from my blog to spend time thinking about how I can better myself. By that I mean I drown myself in work and coffee. I say that work is my outlet, but I soon learned that I can’t really let work be my outlet because I have to leave my problems at the door, but as soon as I step outside the building, all my problems are sitting there waiting for me.
With that being said, I have learned that Mondays are the worst. I usually work Monday through Saturday, so Sundays have become my favorite day of the week. Sundays are my days to think about everything that has happened in my life, which make Mondays harder because that’s when I have time to push everything aside and drown myself in work again--hoping to forget everything for 8 hours or longer.
This past Sunday was different. I sat in bed, ate pizza, watched season three seasons of Glee, and LAUGHED! I learned for the first time what it feels like to finally move on. I did not think about everything I did that would cause me to break down, crying in my pj’s. I enjoyed a day filled with laughter and relaxation, without stressing about everything in my life. When I woke up this morning, I did not feel tired or emotional drained. I felt refreshed and ready to start my day. When I walked into work, I did not feel like I was leaving everything at the door, I felt like it was coming with me, but not as visible on my facing and not bringing me down as much as it used to.
Moving on is a healing process, and something I have learned is very hard to do. I can take 10 steps forward and just one comment, one blog post, or one song on the radio, can make me feel like I am falling apart all over again! Having something fall apart in your life is not easy for anyone, but ignoring that one comment, blowing off a blog post, or changing the song on the radio may make you feel like those 10 steps are something you are able to take again--never stop fighting.
This Monday morning I was able to laugh a little louder and smile a little brighter without the feeling my past weighing down on me. I was able to sit in my car and not think about taking 75 North and head home to Maryland. Today I learned I am slowly moving on, one cup of coffee at a time.
I hope you all have had an amazing Monday! Stay strong and keep fighting.
XOXO,
Molly Francis