At first I thought this was a ridiculous topic for me. It’s been a bad year. I haven’t had a whole month of happiness. It’s not like before when I was always happy and life was fabulous. When I was always doing fun things.
I don’t have a month this year to detail fun excursions and nights out; great dinners and conversations; new friends I have met; new adventures I have tried; trips I have been on… Funny stories about late nights and conversations with friends and strangers that I could write a book about.
I don’t have much of that this year at all.
But then I realized it just said “happiest” and since there are may shades of happiness, I can clearly define July as that month.
In July I went to yoga every day. It gave me purpose, direction and meditation. I saw improvements in my postures and in my mind. I felt accomplished at the end of my 30 day challenge.
I was proud of myself again.
It was a good month. (I won’t even mention that July is also when I realized I can’t run anymore until my foot is fixed 😉 )