Still breathing

My friend often says "still breathing" when anyone asks how he is doing. I feel that way sometimes. More so in the last year than ever before. I am one year old now, meaning the me that has been growing from the ashes of my old self. It is a painful struggle to grow. It makes me strong but it isn't that pleasant at times.

It's crazy to think it has been a year. To think about what happened a year ago. Things are good for me and I am grateful to whoever is out there to receive said gratitude. After a year of facing the question of my new existence, I still don't really know what to do with myself still, so I just live my life and try to take it a day at a time.

Random Note: I watched Kung Fu Panda again with my son the other day and the quote that Master Oogway says is fantastic. "Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, but today is a gift. That is why it is called the present."