Ahhh, my life...

  So, even before getting pregnant at sixteen, I had been through enough to make me hate my life and love it more than anything all at the same time (a feeling I'm sure most people can relate to). And now that my son, Caiven, is two years old, I'm realizing that's a feeling that just isn't going to go away. There is always going to be good and bad in life; ups and downs, triumphs and failures, celebration and mourning, what have you...
  In the past year alone I've been through loss (due to death or just walking out of my life), struggle and loneliness of being a single parent, withdrawn from school twice, been absolutely broke on multiple occasions (even overdrew my account once), witnessed my parents struggle financially, almost been kicked out on multiple occasions, dealt with Caiven's first "daddy questions", suffered abuse from someone (not the first time in my life), dealt with some demons from my past, ect ect ect.
  On the other hand, I've had friends bring babies into the world (death and life go hand in hand), had new people walk into my life or people who once walked away walk back in, found someone who takes away a lot of the loneliness and struggle parenting has been by always being there for me and taking Caiven in as his own son (I'm not a single parent anymore! Whoohoo!), was there for Caiven's second birthday (have really just watched him become his own person over this past year - talking, making choices, independent, potty training, expressing himself in all sorts of way), got to enjoy the innocent and wholehearted love that comes with being a mother, completed three college courses almost a year before I was even supposed to graduate, was accepted into a second college, had my first full-time job where I was actually bringing home a paycheck, been blessed enough to always have things work out where Caiven and I were always taken care of, been blessed enough to have parents that are willing to put up with all my nonsense and having a toddler in their house that they won't kick me out (not yet anyways), have a dad brother and boyfriend to help fill Caiven's "daddy void", let go of a few demons from my past, ect ect ect.
  So yes, some things that have been happening lately may have sparked something in me to write this, but who cares. And so yes, there is always going to be good and bad in our lives. Nevertheless, the good always seems to have a way of not only making up for the bad, but outdoing the bad in most cases. It may take time, and pardon me if this sounds cliche, but I've always been one to believe that anything bad that happens is just setting you up for something great to happen, will always make you more appreciative of the good things (make you count your blessings so to speak), and ALWAYS happens for a reason.

      Stay positive, and stay thankful.