Thursday, December 5, 2013

Life Is Filled With

Life is filled with…

cavities, long lines at the post office, parking tickets, being put on hold for forty five minutes with a computer, taking out the trash, road rage, dents in your car from stupid instances of not paying attention, phone calls that end poorly with relatives, medical bills, electric bills, any kind of bills, period cramps, screaming alarm clocks, recipes ruined by a single false move, traffic, friends who never listen to your good advice, job losses, nights you can't sleep because you're too worried about nothing, all that work on your manuscript lost in a computer crash, creative blocks, airlines ripping you off with secret $100 fees for carry on luggage, that time you could have been a little nicer to your sister, brother, mother, cheating lovers, broken bones, failure, death, and war.

Life is also filled with…

your favorite sweater, sleeping in, sun on your skin, a good hair day, a new dress, maple and bacon donuts, first kisses, last kisses, good sushi, handwritten notes, inside jokes, the first time he said, "I love you", letters from your parents telling you, "You did good.", unexpected laughter, that time you finished what you started, that time you made something and it changed someone's life, music festivals in the summer, paychecks, pay raises, me putting my icy feet on you for warmth, hot cappuccinos, a genuine connection with another human being, sunsets so haunting they chill your bones, your dog's paw on your thigh, meals that taste too good, screen plays that make you cry, truth and authenticity, random acts of kindness from strangers, and a world too beautiful it hurts to live sometimes.

Which set of thoughts do you choose to focus on?

Honestly, Meg

3 comments:

  1. Netti, you are welcome:) I was just feeling a little down a few days ago, and if my words helped you feel a slight stirring, well, I'm very happy about that:)

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  2. random acts of kindness, that's how we met (after your van was broken into and equipment stolen many years ago), and your optimism on and off stage glowed so brightly back then even through the reality of the seriousness of your lyrics...

    the thoughts and experiences in the second set, that's where i want to live - and do most of the time (after i vent out all the first set into rambling blog posts which allow me to leave any challenging negativity behind almost as quick as typing the wah wah wah whining words those challenges inspire)...

    it is a choice, to be happy... remembering it is my choice is one of the most important things i can do in this world... cuz when i remember, i am better at being me for myself and for everyone around me... maybe we just need those words painted on our ceiling so when we wake up every morning (or evening) we can see the reminder "you have a choice to be happy today"... it is a powerful thought...

    may we use that power wisely :)

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