I am really happy.
I’m in a good place, and if anyone told me working would make me happy, I would have laughed… in your face.
But working, really is making me happy.
I feel wanted. Useful. I am being productive in so many ways. I am doing something for myself, something for my family, and something for a workplace…
It’s the last thing I expected, yet at the same time it is exactly the thing I needed.
Huh. When life gives you what you need, without you even realising it… I do have to wonder at who is pulling the strings out there.
It cements to me even more, that everything happens for a reason… and everything happens, when it is MEANT to. ♥