Habits 2&3

Imagining myself at my own funeral, I picture my mom, dad, sister, and boyfriend all speaking in remembrance of my life. My mom would say how amazing of a kid I was. She would say I was smart, beautiful, and funny, but those aren’t the things she will hold on to. I was also loyal to fault, kind to everyone I could be, and empathetic to every kind of person. My dad would say that I was bright and someone that could cheer up Eeyore. My sister would say I was her soul sister. That we could have a whole conversation through eye contact and that no one could understand her like I could. My boyfriend would say I was the love of his life and no one loved him like I did. All of my people would be there to talk about all of the special things they saw in me during my life.

One thing that I’ve struggled with in the last few months is taking my depression medication. I take it sometimes, and not others. When it comes to depression medication, in order to maintain homeostasis, you have to take it every day. When I forget to take the medication, my mood changes significantly. I feel that my life would be a lot more positive if I were taking the medicine routinely.

In my own personal mission statement, there are several things I would want to include. I would want to include compassion, love, and empathy. I would also include the love of Jesus and the warmth that comes from Him. My mission statement would also include loyalty and trust. All of these encompass who I am.