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100 Days of Happiness

Every once in a while, I go away from the true story of this blog (living the plus life) and give you an insight on to some things (I call it madness) that is happening in the life of its author (me).  Tonight is going to be one of those nights.  

Let me get this disclaimer out of the way.  I will be referencing my faith.  I am Christian and I love God and believe that He is my savior.  This post isn't meant to change your religion or meant to shove my religion down your throat.  However, if you do not wish to read any further, I totally understand.  

To tell you that May has been horrible would be an understatement.  The really sad part is that I knew it was coming and I thought that I had prepared myself, but apparently not enough.  I've been angry with myself and with God and just trying to figure out how in the world to stay above the water.  The irony is that one of my favorite songs right now is Oceans (Where Feet May Fail) by Hillsong United and those words tell the story of exactly how I feel.  I feel like I'm in the ocean and my feet are failing me.  However, I hit a turning point over the weekend that was enough to actually scare me back to reality.  

I won't tell you what happened Saturday, but let's just say I saw myself.  I didn't want to see myself like that and if I can help it, I am never going to see myself in that state again.  I am not exactly sure when I was snatched back to Earth, but I am glad that I made my triumphant return.  Seriously, it was triumphant because I could have easily been gone from here.  Nothing was making sense and everything around me felt like it was crumbling, but thank God there was a tomorrow.  Sunday came and I picked myself up.  Easiest task?  No, but I'm making it.  

Someone challenged me to do something.  I'm not ready to share that with you.  However, if you know me, I am not one to back down from a challenge.  She had told me to do this before and I wouldn't, but this time she changed her wording and it kicked me in the behind.  I've been writing in 2 other journals (on top of the one that I already keep and my blogs).  It's just what I do.  Then after I accepted her challenge, another idea that I had seen trending came to mind.  

I had seen #100DaysOfHappiness trending and because of the state I was in when I first read it, I wasn't ready to deal with it.  But after seeing this weekend, I took it as an opportunity to try it out.  Tonight, I did my calendar that I will be using for it and in a twist of fate, day 1 and day 100 are both on a Sunday.  I don't find that as a coincidence.  In fact, I think that in His own way, my God is trying to tell me something.  My 100 days will occur June 1 through September 7.  I cannot wait to see the change that takes place in my life because of doing 100 good deeds to other people.  

I haven't decided if this journey will be shared on here, on my personal blog site, in my journal, pinterest, or on all or a combo of those mediums.  However it happens, I will make sure to let you know, just in case you are interested.  If I do decide to do it on my personal site only, please follow me on twitter @TheShaylaEm and let me know that you want the link so that I can send it to you in a DM.  

Be happy, people.  It's a lot healthier for you anyway.  

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