I don’t nearly say ‘thank you’ enough – but please know that my gratitude is always great and my love for you is never-ending.
Everyone has one, no matter how big or how small; no matter how close or distant; everyone has one. It’s what keeps us trudging through our most difficult times and it’s what makes celebrating our sweet moments in life all the greater. I’ve even found that it makes all the ordinary feel that much more extraordinary. If you are reading this and thinking that you don’t have one, you do, even if it’s just one person. And if for some reason you don’t feel like you have that one person, I will gladly be that for you. This is about my home team, your home team, his home team, her home team, OUR home team. Because without them, life just wouldn’t be the same.
Now, I’m not going to sit here and mention every single person on my home team by name because, let’s face it, you already know who you are. You are the people who love me unconditionally down to my core, who accept me for who I am – flaws and all, who give me the toughest of the tough love because you all know that I need that from time to time (even if I hate it), who celebrate my victories in life sometimes more than I do, who make me laugh – like really laugh – like cheeks are sore for the rest of the day laugh, who I can always lean on for support and who know that they can lean just as hard back on me for support. And not that I have to point this out but if you are a part of my home team, you better be damn certain that I am on yours.
I’ve heard a lot of people talking for the last 6 months or so about how shitty of a year 2017 was; how rough and ugly and sad it was. And while I can agree with them and while it’s easy to let the worst parts of the year overshadow everything else, it’s the people like those that I have in my corner that help me to see the good in all the bad, even when they are having bad times themselves. Last year was bad. But it wasn’t ALL bad. Nothing is ever all bad. Sometimes it just takes a little extra effort along with some time for the beauty to be revealed.
I had great days at work, I had not so great days at work. I struggled with family issues. I decided to make the big decision to go back to school to pursue my master’s degree. I made new friends and I distanced myself from others. I battled with finances. I added two new jobs to my plate. I cried harder than ever but I laughed harder than ever too. Even though at times I felt so lonely and as if I was the only one in this entire world going through hard times, good times, or big life changes, my home team always made their presence known and cheered me on from start to finish.
We all need support, we all need help more than we probably ever want to admit and it’s taken me far too long to realize that needing help or asking for help isn’t a sign of weakness. It doesn’t mean you are a failure and it definitely doesn’t mean you are incapable. What it does mean is that life gets HARD sometimes and none of us were meant to carry burdens by ourselves. It’s more than okay to share the heavy load with your support system. We are all doing this life thing TOGETHER, we are all in this TOGETHER. We don’t have to prove our “strength” or “worthiness” by trekking through life’s hardships and getting beat up on our own. And we better be soaking up life’s beauty in the company of those we love because is there really a better feeling??
In short, I am who I am in this very moment because of everyone that has ever crossed paths with me in this life, but especially because of everyone who has stayed and made themselves a staple in my life.
My home team – this ones for you!