Sunday, October 28, 2012
There are times that a memory of something in the past two years will come to me. Then I can feel myself start thinking of all that has gone on. I can feel myself start drawing toward the dark shadow that is always there lingering on the edge. It would be so easy to let it in and feel sad, depressed, sorry for myself, poor poor pitiful me. But, I have been there. Did not like it at all. Don't want to go there again. Will do almost anything to avoid it. So, I push away that dark shadow and get on with my life. There are so many things I have and am able to do. I need to concentrate on the good things. There are so many things I want to do and experience in my life. I am lucky. I have my dog. I take care of him and he takes care of me. I have a few friends and family who are always there for me. They have true compassion and won't let me wallow in self-pity. The rest of the people just don't get it. That's O.K., I think I use to like them. So, I pull myself up by my boot straps and say "Cowboy Up" and get on with enjoying life and trying to be happy. Hey, things could be a whole lot worse.