The day after a holiday that falls inconveniently on a Tuesday is always the worst. Even more so when you had to work Monday. You know the feeling right?

Not that I'm complaining. A fourth of July on a Tuesday really brought back all the feels and memories. The first fourth I spent in my current city fell on a Tuesday in 2012. My first summer holiday away from my family. I was to new at my job to ask for time off and I didn't want to take a day trip home.

Nostalgia won me over when I thought about where I was in life then compared to where I am now. I was younger. I was single, still recovering from a pretty scary break up situation. I was very much naïve. I had no idea what I was doing, but I was sure as hell doing it the best I could on my own.

It's funny how dates, holidays, days of the week, etc, can make you feel things. They can transport you back to a time where maybe you were really happy. It can also transport you back to a time where you weren't so happy. Maybe you lost someone. Maybe you lost yourself. Maybe you met someone. Maybe life was just coming at you just the way you wanted.

In any event, moments happen and something will always bring you back. They are there as lessons and reminders. Reminders that you are still here no matter what happened in the past. You made it. You are in the present trucking along.

So, thank you Tuesday, July 4th for bringing back a time where I was being strong on my own even when I was kind of lost. It reminds me that today in the present I can do the same. I have a bigger support system now and I can rely on them and myself to make it through the hard times.

I got this.

I needed that reminder.

Namaste.