Life is starting to smooth out, I'm starting to feel more and more comfortable with where I am and who I am. I still miss the people who were very important from me who removed themselves from my life, but was always their choice. My sweet kitty is my best friend and a blessing, not to mention the only boy allowed into the inner sanctum of my life.

We are all the same in the good times, in bliss and relaxation. But I think that it's what you do with the hard times in your life, how you deal with frustrations, pain, anger and fear that defines who you are.

So I painted some mountains in my scrapbook. And instantly felt better.