An Ode to June

So, it's been two months. I'm quite stunned. 

Well, the first month was horrible; the latter was rather, a fulfillment. Although not totally strong, I can say that at present, I am happy. But then again, how do we define happiness?

Is happiness, the absence of sadness? I'd say no. It is rather sadness, that is the absence of happiness. You can be happy midst the sorrow, for as long as you choose to rise above it. But sadness itself does not contain any cinch of happiness. 

I know that there are times when I still get caught off guarded and tear up over the past. But as proud as a parent watching her child receive an award, I'm proud to say that I have more control over those little insane moments. I welcome such emotions and let them fly the moment they are done touching my heart, and fell bliss with having done so. They don't define me anymore...they were just a part of me. My past...bittersweet and vivid past.

Relationships are truly healing. There's so much power from the bonds we do form between each one of us. I wouldn't name them, but God knows, I'm heartfully thankful for my family and friends. Whoever you are, thank you.

And June...oh sweet June. Thank you for cradling me safely despite the storms. 

July, be good to me.