It dawned on me today that what makes me feel young and alive in my life (and therefore happier) is to remember what I liked doing when I was younger. OK, so I am not going to start going to nightclubs quite yet, but I can listen to music I used to love. I was listening to the radio today and The Smiths came on (you can always rely on Mr Vine for some Smiths or Bowie and it took me back. Back to a place where I was just me, not someones wife or mother, just me.
I loved Morrissey. I can still love Morrissey.
I loved Morrissey. I can still love Morrissey.
I also realised that probably the very first part of this getting happy ordeal is to acknowledge that it is my family and friends that are most important to me. I have to rectify some relationships within my family and in my found family through Ian. I also need to know that I can't be perfect and I can't fix everything.
So, I am adding to my list
18. Grans Good Old Days
19. A letter from my heart
These are just titles I know, but as I've said before....work in progress.
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