Back At It

It's been a minute since my last post. I apologize. It's been a rough couple of months, in more than one way. For those that are close to me, you know what's been up. For everyone else, let's just say it's been a helluva ride. And some days, it got the best of me. It's hard to write objectively when your mind is so wrapped up in another aspects of your life. So I'm feeling a little rusty tonight, but I know if I don't just make myself get back to it, I never will.

But the truth is, the last few months haven't been as hard as they could have been. The biggest contributor to that has been my family and friends. I know I've probably said it a million times before, but I really do have the best support system around - great people that love me and believe in me. And when times get tough, they are the ones that pull me up and give me strength. I honestly have no idea how I could make it without them.

The last few months have been trying. My faith has been absolutely tested. I won't lie. Some days were hard, really hard. And then some days were okay. But that's the way it goes. See, there is no such thing as a happy ending, because the truth is, until you die, it doesn't end. It just keeps going, up and down, back and forth, and all you can do is try to fully enjoy every single blessed, joyous moment and know that there will be dark days, but they too shall pass. That is the roller coaster ride we are on. Hang on, close your eyes, feel the excitement and rush of it all, with faith that you'll make it out okay. Wake up every single day knowing you have been given another shot at life.

Several months ago, I found myself in a new place, and felt it was "meant to be" or "divine intervention" if you will. And then, Bam!, the rug was pulled out from under me and suddenly I questioned it all. But then I remembered something. If I thought it was God's will that led me here, then, in fact, it is also meant to be for me to suffer through this. Maybe the lesson was humility. Maybe it was patience. Or maybe it was faith. Or maybe there is no such thing as God and we are all just free floating around in random chance, but whatever the reason, I have found a newfound appreciation for the simple pleasures in life and have counted my blessings more in the last couple of months than in many years before. I have realized my troubles are few in comparison to the vast majority, and I have a newly restored sense of being, and knowing that I can and will survive, regardless of the curve balls thrown my way.

"Adversity is like a strong wind. It tears away from us all but the things that cannot be torn, so that we see ourselves as we really are."
~Arthur Golden