Almost going on two weeks now that I haven't bothered with the Almighty Facebook. Let me tell you, it feels refreshing. I am not going to let meaningless things consume me anymore. I decided to make a change after I started thinking to myself and asking myself questions like; When was the last time I actually read a book? When was the last time I actually noticed a cloud's shape? When did I stop counting freckles on the children's faces? Are my eyes even open? When was the last time I actually felt overwhelm with complete Happiness? Have I lost touch with reality?...with beauty? Am I taking my Life for granted? Am I a good Mother? Do I make my kids happy? Are my kids happy? Do I make him Happy? Do I make a difference?... Am I even happy?????
What the fuck does HAPPY even mean anymore?
What does Happy mean to you? Does everyone share the same definition of Happiness? I know a simple thing like an ice cream sandwich would make my kids very very happy, but would it make me happy too? No. But, what makes me happy is knowing a simple thing like that can make my kids love life. That's my happiness. It's crazy how I'm not worried about me anymore, I'm the last of my worries... All I care about and want in life is to make sure my kids have a reason to smile everyday.
I'm going to share my Life with whoever wants to know what it's like.. I don't know if anyone will even bother reading or if anyone even cares. But, I know it would be a shame if I don't share how wonderful life can be, My Life that is...
Meet The Picasso Mafia.
