Maybe that’s why, I do, what I do.

When I have something to do, I feel excited, quick to move.

Most of those times, are when I’m doing something, for someone else.

This makes me think of my dad.

He sees someone struggling with packages, it seems automatic, for him to jump up and help.

When I have a manic episode and start to clean, because of this weekend, with my son and dad, I will now, think of my mom.

Yesterday, As I do, everytime I have a manic episode, I can’t sit still. So, I start to clean up. Around my son, Marco’s house.

I thought about my mom. And how she, stayed busy, cleaning around the house.

[Up until recently, I attributed all my negative attributes to my mom and the positive, to my dad]

My son made me, make this particular connection. Because of a crazy/funny video, he did, portraying my mother, who raised him.

Check it out here: https://youtu.be/mSxw9h8Q7Hc

Because of my dad, I’m thoughtful, hard working , caring.

Because of my mom, I’m creative, empathetic, forgiving.

I often hear people say, about their lives “I wouldn’t change a thing”

I would change, lots (most know my story)

But, I’m grateful, for the changes, I’m making.

Blessings, To all.