Sometimes life is a massive crapfest. Everyone experiences this, where no matter what you do everything goes wrong and you wonder why Karma is kicking your ass. I was reminded recently that even though things are bad you should find happiness in the little things that are around you or the tiny scraps of joy that occasionally pop up in a world of shit. I've spoken enough on the bad in a previous post on here so I'm going to focus on the good for this one.
I recently got a puppy. I've always been a cat person and my thoughts on dogs were that they're a lot of work. I was right, training is a lot of work but its fun! I love it when she learns something new, or she brings me something she found in the garden (usually an old broken peg or a stick) and how she gets excited when people come to visit (everyone is her friend!). She's brought me a lot of happiness over the last few weeks and I'm sure will continue to for many years to come.
I also live in a rather beautiful place, in a farm cottage with gorgeous views over the local countryside and hills. On clear days you can see for miles, you can watch the weather roll in across the valley (thunderstorms are spectacular with the view from here!), theres no streetlights so at night there is very little light pollution and you can see every star in the sky and things like meteor showers we can literally just go out and look up.
Inside my house is filled with things that make me happy. Bookshelves overflowing with books and comics, geeky collectibles, every wall and door in my living room has something on it (pictures, banners etc) and even my windows are home to things on display. I don't care that its cluttered (untidy really) or that its a mix of themes (superheroes to dragons to art deco style owls) it suits me and my fiance and shows both of our personalities. We just need to get the rest of the house done to our style now.
I have some really great friends, some old some new but all amazing people. I'm the first to admit I can be a bit of a bad friend (terrible for not keeping in touch) sometimes, its never intentional but life can get in the way occasionally. I am trying to work on that though! I have a really good friend who's helped me a lot in recent years, when my anxiety was at its very worst and I felt like I couldn't do anything she dragged me out of the house and made me live. I hated her some days for that but it was the best thing she could do for me and it worked! She still does a lot for me and I honestly don't know what I'd do without her. Another really good friend I've known his whole life but we've only become close in the last year, he helped me a lot when things were really bad earlier this year, held me when I cried and listened to my ramblings. Even now things are better he still looks out for me and I love him dearly. My best friend lives far away unfortunately and because of that we don't see each other very often but when we do its like no time has passed at all. I miss that bitch every single day! I even miss her calling me while she's on the toilet (classy as fuck!) but I'll hopefully be seeing her soon.
My family... we have our fights and fall outs (normal family stuff) but I love them all. My parents have done loads for me over the years (taking me and my daughter in when we were homeless, countless hours of babysitting and now allowing my daughter to live with them while she's at college), my siblings too have helped me out and have my deepest gratitude for everything. I only wish I could see them all more often.
My fiance has put up with a lot from me and a lesser man would have walked long before now. Instead he's supported me, tolerated my mood swings, held me tight as I begged him to go, looked after me when I couldn't look after myself, helped me raise my daughter through the awful teenage years (they have a really close bond now), talked me down when I've been completely irrational, stood by my side and fought my corner. I couldn't wish for more than that. Don't get me wrong, there are days where I could quite happily murder him and dispose of his corpse in a shallow grave, but I'm sure he feels the same way.
Finally my daughter. Shes amazing! She makes me so proud. She's following her own path after trying out what others (her father) thought she should do and hating every second of it shes now using her real talents and studying something she has a passion for. She's sarcastic (no idea where that comes from... honest!), funny, sweet, caring... I could go on and on!
So for all the bad theres plenty of good, you just have to take stock of it. Even on the worst of days theres always something that can shine some light.
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Ps. nothing brightens up my day like hearing that someone who has wronged me has Karma kicking their ass (or should I say knee?) in return :D
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