In life there are good days and bad days you can’t have one without the other – that’s what I keep realizing.

It’s 10  : 35  AM on day 1417 of my journey towards independence and I’ve managed to stretch my hamstrings, practice sitting up straight to strengthen my core muscles,  feed myself bran flakes with banana for breakfast  pray and read Psalm 104.

Today has not been one of best days my grandma’s funeral is taking place in a couple of hours in India and on top of that I seem to have the mother of all colds I feel awful I’m giving myself a sick day after I publish this post I’m going to rest. Do you want the good days without the bad days?