"Life can take your dreams and turn them upside down
Friends will talk about you when you're not around
Reality can really cut you down to size
But don't ever lose that light in your eyes
Don't ever lose that light in your eyes
People make you promises they'll never keep
Soon you'll know why people say, "Talk is cheap!"
Life resembles one big compromise
But don't ever lose that light in your eyes
Don't ever lose that light in your eyes..."
It's been tough around here as of late. And in trying to make sense of it all, I've realized something; that while life is filled with inexplicable moments of "why?" it is also filled to the brim with "BECAUSE."
Meaning? That for everything that happens there is a dual reaction. We question it, but in the end we have to find the purpose.
My Mom is sick. For those of you who don't know her, she is a spitfire. She is heat on ice, and a lighting storm. She is teardrops that fall like rain at a sentimental song, and a depth of strength no ocean can match.
So when the doctors say those words. Well I say, "why?" And then I sit, and I think and I feel, and I know. It's because we have so much to learn as participants in this universe.
We need to learn more kindness, more compassion, more gratitude, more sticktoitiveness. We need to learn that time flies, and yet sits completely still if we choose not to embrace it.
It's been recently that I've realized how absolutely I need to surround myself with people that energize, and cultivate the very best parts of my personality. I need to be around positivity, and love, and kindness, and all those intangibles that seriously matter. Because negative people are poison. They sneak in and dance roughly on your sensitive soul and make it hardened. Negativity breeds negativity and I simply cannot tolerate that. Nor will I.
It is quite simply the only way to live: choosing each day to be happy and to make the most of every moment.
In the end? Nothing remains but the love. So keep your nasty words to yourself. I don't care about the mean thoughts trolling through your head about me or anything else.
Your anger is your own.
But by God if you want to laugh with me, or need a comforting shoulder, then curl up next to me, friend.
Friends will talk about you when you're not around
Reality can really cut you down to size
But don't ever lose that light in your eyes
Don't ever lose that light in your eyes
People make you promises they'll never keep
Soon you'll know why people say, "Talk is cheap!"
Life resembles one big compromise
But don't ever lose that light in your eyes
Don't ever lose that light in your eyes..."
It's been tough around here as of late. And in trying to make sense of it all, I've realized something; that while life is filled with inexplicable moments of "why?" it is also filled to the brim with "BECAUSE."
Meaning? That for everything that happens there is a dual reaction. We question it, but in the end we have to find the purpose.
My Mom is sick. For those of you who don't know her, she is a spitfire. She is heat on ice, and a lighting storm. She is teardrops that fall like rain at a sentimental song, and a depth of strength no ocean can match.
So when the doctors say those words. Well I say, "why?" And then I sit, and I think and I feel, and I know. It's because we have so much to learn as participants in this universe.
We need to learn more kindness, more compassion, more gratitude, more sticktoitiveness. We need to learn that time flies, and yet sits completely still if we choose not to embrace it.
It's been recently that I've realized how absolutely I need to surround myself with people that energize, and cultivate the very best parts of my personality. I need to be around positivity, and love, and kindness, and all those intangibles that seriously matter. Because negative people are poison. They sneak in and dance roughly on your sensitive soul and make it hardened. Negativity breeds negativity and I simply cannot tolerate that. Nor will I.
It is quite simply the only way to live: choosing each day to be happy and to make the most of every moment.
In the end? Nothing remains but the love. So keep your nasty words to yourself. I don't care about the mean thoughts trolling through your head about me or anything else.
Your anger is your own.
But by God if you want to laugh with me, or need a comforting shoulder, then curl up next to me, friend.
1 comment:
*hugs* hope mama's ok. Miss you both!
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