In life we can't always control what happens...but we can control how we react to situations.
You can either hold your head held high & keep on moving along or you can play the "pity party" card and sulk. I know which i always choose. Granted everyone is allowed time to process, grieve if needed & feel bad for themselves etc, but then you must pick you self up and keep going. It's a must. There's always going to be struggles...always going to be people who you thought were your friends and turned out to be something different. Sometimes you can't see it coming...there's no way to stop a train from coming if you don't see it coming.....Just pick up the pieces and pull yourself back together. :)
I'm a mother of five and a proud grandma, sharing honest thoughts, heartfelt moments, and reflections from the beautiful, messy, and meaningful journey of everyday life. This is where I put feelings into words, one post at a time.
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Losing my Father
From such a young age, I dreaded getting that phone call. I imagined how I react and tried to imagine the pain I'd feel. I played it ov...

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From such a young age, I dreaded getting that phone call. I imagined how I react and tried to imagine the pain I'd feel. I played it ov...
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It's funny how life can take new meaning. As you get older, the things that once mattered, no longer do. You realize that going out to ...