Optimist learning to be a realist

I am reminded how far away my dreams are by the weight of the fatigue… How I can barely move painlessly… My mind carries me and my heart full of love. But most days I just get through the pain… Is it ok to say to one’s self, one day, one beautiful day things will get better? Well, things are good, my health isn’t.

Should I perhaps just accept that this is it? I may never get better health-wise, but indeed I will have a good life regardless. When an optimist is slowly learning to be a realist.

I find myself in-between optimistic dreams … And accepting the terms of reality.

Published by Muni_Mar

Heloooow and mahadsanid(thank you) for visiting my blog. I'm Munimar(combo of my two names) I'm a mother of two darling boys, a Creative soul, lover of Coffee & Kindness. I speak up on tabooed topics as I am a survivor and it's my mission to inspire and encourage my fellow survivors. Say hi. chao

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