Starting on Monday, September 6, 2010 (at 4:00 in the morning, so technically Sunday, September 5), I started taking a picture of something that made me happy every day. My Project Happiness 365 started as a proactive act on my part to ward off deep depression. It was spurred by heartbreak as an effort to pull myself out of the wreckage, but now it's fueled by gratitude and a desire to find the beauty in everyday, "mundane" life. This is my honest, vulnerable journey from Hot Mess to Winning. I hope this helps. Oh, and if you're in pain, good; that means you put your whole heart into something. And if you think it won't ever get better, I promise it will. Here's my proof.

341. Notes From Daddy

There are a lot of winning things about this picture:

1) My daddy left me leftovers. (perhaps my mommy made them? we’ll never know)
2) The typo.
3) “I love you”… on a note… about leftovers.
4) The exclamation point after my name. THE URGENCY.

I love my daddy. He doesn’t read my blog so don’t tell him I put his typo on the internet. He might possibly/definitely be embarrassed.

You really are prettier than Kate Middleton.

When I find You, I promise to tell You how beautiful You are every day. No matter how annoying that may become.

 I think Miss Sara helped me figure out what’s wrong with my stomach! We think I’m a naturally colder person, so I need to eat warm foods. I have been eating too much cold food, and it upsets my stomach. So I ate some warm chicken and fries tonight. 🙂 I feel much better. Thanks, Miss Sara!

I had breakfast with Ava this morning. I was sitting at the table and she said, “Hi, James!” I said, “Hi, Ava”. She pulled up her chair to eat breakfast with me. I’m eating Raisin Bran Crunch with Soy Milk. She’s eating dry Cookie Crisp.. with her hands. I get up to get something and when I return, it smells like poop. I asked Ava: “Did you poop?” She said, “….noooooo”. I said, “Don’t lie to me; did you poop?” And she said, “….I pooped.” So I said, “Ava, next time you should use the toilet.” So she walked to the bathroom, pulled her pants down and said to me, “Help, please.” So I helped her take off her diaper. Then I hoisted her onto the toilet… where she sat… since the deed had already been done. So I asked her, “Are you done?” And she said, “I’m done.”



“Here I am and I stand so tall, just the way I’m supposed to be.”
~”Gravity” by Sara Bareilles

just love.



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