Life

Note: I wrote this earlier today on my phone and thought it published. I didn’t so here y’all are. 
We are in full-blown September here, folks. And it’s beautiful. The brilliant blue skies, crisp air and slowly changing colors make my heart dance with happiness. This is my world. My delightful, dreamy, breath-taking views that I get to see day in and day out. It makes me feel so utterly blessed when I think about it, and I think about it quite often. 
I was gone for the last seven days, six nights, spending time in Ohio, Kentucky and Tennessee. And I loved it. I had a wonderful time and enjoyed it throughly and I’m so glad I went. I had a fantastic time with my adopted family and we had lots of good conversations revolving around everything from writing to going barefoot. I got to do an amazing assortment of things from riding horses to eating ice cream. (Yes, my life with them is a dream come true.) I am thrilled for opportunities to travel and meet people and have adventures and sign books. 

Do you know what though? Arriving back home was glorious. Being around my noisy, bustling family (who can be way to crazy and loud for the average human to handle) and some of our friends/co-workers as we eat and visit and joke together made me want to dance for joy. We are seriously making some of the best memories I can imagine. 
My life is the kind of life I dreamed of when I was a little kid. It’s not perfect by any means, but life doesn’t have to be perfect to be absolutely amazing. Life is a gift that has been given to each of us and even when times are hard, we can still tweak the elements we have to work with and make it beautiful. 

This summer was not the easiest for me because of health problems. There were plenty of days that I was a little puddle of tears and felt helpless. That doesn’t mean that my summer was horrible though. It means I had to take the difficult times and try to learn the most I can from them because hey, difficult times are amazing lesson-learning grounds. 
Life is life and I’m thrilled to be living mine. 

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