My homegirl asked to take a look of my handwriting and the only thing I had handy was my planner. As we were looking at the entire year worth of scribbles, reminders, due dates and such, I realized how grateful I am for my newly acquired free time.

Just five months ago my planner is full of shit that I needed to do. Dates are underlined and general chaos in conveyed in an assortment of colors.

Now my planner consist of play dates with friends, celebration of life and the general feeling of smooth sailing. The feeling of freedom washes over me and I can’t help but smile ear to ear.

Having that visible and physical evidence of how good my life is makes me appreciate my life that much more. And despite the occasional bump in the road, I am blessed to have every moment - which now belongs solely to me.

Now off to dinner with friends!