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Positively Mom

This is an experiment in positivity.

I am a wife, mother and work at home full time. My life, in a nutshell, is crazy. The days run into another and I often end the week wondering what happened to Monday - how can it already be Sunday?

That said - I love my life. I feel fortunate but distracted. I know I'm blessed - but don't always realize or appreciate it. It seems like the bad always gets more attention than the good - and it just doesn't seem right.

Life is too short to end each day thinking about all the wrongs - what didn't get done - what should have been done - what could have been better - thus the point of this blog.

I'm going to make it a priority to record at least ONE GOOD THING that happened EVERYDAY for the next year.

Mostly, because I want to change my focus from negative to positive. I also think it will be amazingly powerful to end my day remembering something sweet - instead of being mired in the murk.

It's written.

Kim

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