I want to love life. And I mean really love life. The kind of love where I want to skip in the morning when I’m barely awake, stay up as late as I can laughing, enjoy every single day just because it exists. The kind of love where I want to shower the world in hugs and kisses.
I just want to really love life. I want to be happy and joyful and hopeful. I want to believe that my best is good enough. I want to make others believe that they are more than good enough. I want to be the kind of person I sometimes mistakenly think I am. I want to be certain that the trivial things don’t matter. I want to approach challenges with a curious, unafraid, confident mind.
I want my heart to be open, my life to be full.
I want to love life, and I want it to love me back, too.
Sitting in a room that is vibrating with stress:
Individuals biting their nails, pulling at their hair, forcing their sleepy eyes to remain open…
Hoping for time to freeze, if only for a second, a minute, an hour, a day, or forever.
But the clock bell tower rings promptly every hour.
Time goes on and on and on.
The only thing to do is accept reality: Life doesn’t wait for anybody.
Things happen whether we’re ready for them, or not.
“In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life — It goes on.” – Robert Frost
Life doesn’t have to treat you kindly.
You have to be strong during the stresses, the storms it sends your ways.
Life doesn’t have to be convenient,
You have to be prepared for the good, the bad, the impossible.
Life doesn’t have to follow your plans,
You have to stick to your dreams, regardless of temporary detours.
Life just doesn’t have to be fair, and let’s face it, it really isn’t fair:
But it’s so very beautiful, if you choose happiness.