I'm just not feeling "it" today, but that's when it's most crucial to have a little peek at all the nastiness lurking inside. I bet the technician who did my abdominal ultrasound very early this morning, saw a bunch of my nastiness lurking in my pancreas, my liver and my gallbladder. It really sucks when your organs don't behave themselves. So for today, here are my thoughts...
In life we have two choices. We can either rise above the pain and sorrow or we can stay emotionally paralyzed by the demons of our past. Few of us had a perfect childhood and yes, too many of us bear the ugly scars of coming from a dysfunctional family. But remaining crippled by our past takes away our ability to give and to receive love. We lose the ability to forgive and move forward. We dwell in a gray area where our demons thrive. We are weakened by some unseen, unrelenting force that continually reminds us to never trust, to never have hope and to never have faith. That force is an emotional vampire wanting to drain us dry, but fear not because that vampire can be defeated. It's a choice and the choice is ours and ours alone to make.
Maybe tomorrow I'll feel a little more human and be ready to kick ass. For now, it's off to bed so the sugar plum fairies can work their magic on me.
I hope the sugar plum faires do work their magic (without creating dental woes).
ReplyDeleteI decided a while back I can have a life or I can have an existence. Life costs more, hurts more and is worth more.
I feel a little better today, but I know pushing myself will only backfire, so another few days of leisure is in my immediate future.
DeleteI can only echo EC's closing line re. "cost...hurts...worth". We take blows in life, but what a magical ride. All best wishes to you.
ReplyDeleteLife really is a ride with all sorts of unexpected twists and turns. I think at the moment I'm on a straight part of the ride and just up ahead it's going to rock my world.
Deleteas long as you're being rocked in a good way, I'm okay with it.
DeleteI'm keeping my fingers crossed.
DeleteWe all have those days. Cookies help.
ReplyDeleteCookies certainly help until they don't (I'm diabetic). I wish they had some magical cookies that fooled me into thinking I just ate a bag of Oreos without actually eating them. :)
Deletecookies always help...diabetic or not.
DeleteRBD, you're like the devil sitting on my shoulder whispering naughty nothings in my ear. I was wondering why I no longer could hear the angel on my other shoulder until I looked at her and saw SOMEONE had duck taped her mouth. I wonder who did that???
DeleteI've been dwelling in that grey area with demons for my entire life. I'm trying to move past it. Not easy. Some days are better than others.
ReplyDeleteYou're right! It isn't easy, but the strong either move past it or learn how to co-exist with their demons.
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