Yes, that's the starting line to the theme song from the hit TV series Friends.
Have I started watching it for the first time? Yes again.
We are told since we are young that as we grow up we gain responsibility, maturity, happy memories, and we build a life. The things people tend to leave out is that life doesn't tell us the way all those will happen. We just know they will.
As I have been mourning and dealing with my sweet cousins death, I watched friends, and heard that first line and realized that's how I felt. NO ONE TOLD ME.
No one told me my life would look like this, I couldn't have guessed this is where I would be, or this is what I would have had to go through to get here. I'm not saying my life is hard, because trust me, I don't want to poke that horse, life could be a lot worse, and thankfully it's not.
But that doesn't mean we don't all hurt, or feel a little stolen in the way things turn out.
When my friend Renzo was killed in a car accident I didn't know how to continue with many feelings in my life. I hurt, and I knew I did, but as time went on I learned how to deal with my hurt, and channel it into a different area of my life to make a difference.
Then when Teina passed away, only 5 long/short weeks ago. I sat. I cried. And I kind of gave up. There wasn't the same fight in me, and right now there still isn't. Remember that state shift I spoke of earlier? Well it's still in effect. I just kept thinking to myself, no one told me life was going to be this way. People left out the grief that comes with love, the sacrifice that comes with service, and the pain that comes from perseverance.
What makes the difference between myself currently, and those who have accomplished great things is their desire to not give in when everything around them is telling them too. They push through the pain, fight through the fear, and step through the sadness, and continue with life. This is who great things and great people are brought to pass. When we stand there looking at the mountain ahead of us we know we must climb, we have 2 choices.
Choice #1- We can stand at the bottom, realize it will hurt, take a long time, and we don't know where we will end up. So we can make camp and stay comfortably at the bottom doing nothing
Or
Choice #2- Plan a way to get up that mountain accepting it won't be what we plan or want it to be.
Dear people who are reading this,
Life won't turn out the way you think it will. You will gain experience, memories, maturity, and responsibility, maybe even a little patience and love, but it won't be in the way you think it should be. If life didn't push us to our breaking point we wouldn't know what it felt like to push through the pain. Our experiences would be less meaningful and life changing.
Life needs to have those state shifts, or we wouldn't change, adapt, or come together.
Don't be like me. Don't let something terrible consume you, and strain relationships. I have been taking choice #1 too often lately for fear of being vulnerable. Take choice #2 because that leads to less regrets, and a little more happiness, and freedom.
Have I started watching it for the first time? Yes again.
We are told since we are young that as we grow up we gain responsibility, maturity, happy memories, and we build a life. The things people tend to leave out is that life doesn't tell us the way all those will happen. We just know they will.
As I have been mourning and dealing with my sweet cousins death, I watched friends, and heard that first line and realized that's how I felt. NO ONE TOLD ME.
No one told me my life would look like this, I couldn't have guessed this is where I would be, or this is what I would have had to go through to get here. I'm not saying my life is hard, because trust me, I don't want to poke that horse, life could be a lot worse, and thankfully it's not.
But that doesn't mean we don't all hurt, or feel a little stolen in the way things turn out.
When my friend Renzo was killed in a car accident I didn't know how to continue with many feelings in my life. I hurt, and I knew I did, but as time went on I learned how to deal with my hurt, and channel it into a different area of my life to make a difference.
Then when Teina passed away, only 5 long/short weeks ago. I sat. I cried. And I kind of gave up. There wasn't the same fight in me, and right now there still isn't. Remember that state shift I spoke of earlier? Well it's still in effect. I just kept thinking to myself, no one told me life was going to be this way. People left out the grief that comes with love, the sacrifice that comes with service, and the pain that comes from perseverance.
What makes the difference between myself currently, and those who have accomplished great things is their desire to not give in when everything around them is telling them too. They push through the pain, fight through the fear, and step through the sadness, and continue with life. This is who great things and great people are brought to pass. When we stand there looking at the mountain ahead of us we know we must climb, we have 2 choices.
Choice #1- We can stand at the bottom, realize it will hurt, take a long time, and we don't know where we will end up. So we can make camp and stay comfortably at the bottom doing nothing
Or
Choice #2- Plan a way to get up that mountain accepting it won't be what we plan or want it to be.
Dear people who are reading this,
Life won't turn out the way you think it will. You will gain experience, memories, maturity, and responsibility, maybe even a little patience and love, but it won't be in the way you think it should be. If life didn't push us to our breaking point we wouldn't know what it felt like to push through the pain. Our experiences would be less meaningful and life changing.
Life needs to have those state shifts, or we wouldn't change, adapt, or come together.
Don't be like me. Don't let something terrible consume you, and strain relationships. I have been taking choice #1 too often lately for fear of being vulnerable. Take choice #2 because that leads to less regrets, and a little more happiness, and freedom.
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