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Life is Certainly a Roller Coaster Ride

I first would like to say to the lovely folks who read my blog, I am so sorry that I have not written in so long. My life began to be filled with challenges that I could never have expected. It would have been nice if I could have opened up my book on life and read ahead to mentally prepare for these challenges, but instead they hit me like a ton of bricks. I was concerned for my own health at the time, which turns out to be okay. Polyps, not cancer, so thankful for that. I learned that sadness is often more than sadness. I discovered what depression is. I have also learned how it can be managed for a happier, healthier life. I have felt fear and hopelessness within my family and found that even when you feel that there is no hope in a situation, that you can come out stronger and more resilient on the other side.

In 2015 I feel that I am more true to myself and those around me more than ever before. I don't try to be anything I am not, and I am okay if being myself is not every ones cup of tea, because I like myself. I am not sure that this comes with age or simply life events. But I am accepting my realities as just that. Some people may say I am a pessimist, perhaps that is so, but I feel that my thoughts (not all of them, but most) are realistic. I think life is a roller coaster and a cycle. Good things happen, bad things happen. If it's going good something you don't want is lurking around the corner.

In my thirty-five years I have moved 15 times, lived in seven states, got married, had a daughter, made friends, lost friends, lost both of my parents, had several jobs, worked from home, written a children's book on CD, lost weight, gained weight, cried, laughed, and cried some more. I have had money and been through times without. Life never seems to be that perfect picture that so many of us strive for. So why do we try so hard to achieve "perfect" when the scales are always tipping from side to side no matter what effort you give? I am living in the moment. It may sound romantic to some but I just feel that for myself it's the best way to achieve personal happiness and peace. When it's good take it all in laugh hard, smile big. Save that feeling deep in your soul, because that bad will happen and memories of the good can help you keep trudging through life's muck.

People and pets get sick and die. Jobs, homes, possessions, and relationships are lost. You have to deal with what may come when it arrives. Otherwise you waste a lot of energy trying to prepare for what may or not come. Just be sure to love those around you while they are here. Play with your pets and your kids. Take time to visit your family members. Do something everyday that makes you laugh or makes you smile. If life offers you a plate that is 75% bad and 25% good than enjoy that good. It honestly outweighs the bad if you let it.

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