My Makeshift Anniversary

I am probably weird. I don't really try to deny that, because I actually like to be a little weird. I rage against the milquetoast and oppose the pedestrian.

But, I know that I am weird.

I know this because I have been celebrating the anniversary of one of the worst days of my entire life. This time last year, my life imploded and the fall-out was epic. Many of my relationships changed and most of my feelings about myself changed. To be intentionally vague, let's just say that I have never cried so hard as I cried that weekend.

My celebration of its anniversary, though, has been particularly joyous. I reflect on this last year as one of the happiest I have ever spent. I added another person to my family, achieved a heck of a lot goal-wise, and spent each and every day being thankful for what I had.

They say that what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. They also say that you are stronger than you realize. Additionally, they say that you're stronger than yesterday.

Okay, maybe only Britney Spears says that last one.

I am strong. I have become stronger. I intend on becoming the strongest I can be.

Until then, I think I will just stay weird.