The somewhat strange and bewildering melodrama of life
You know, sometimes I swear life is so totally stranger than fiction. Right?
I think I’ve said many times on this blog that I’ve always felt like my life was never my own, I always felt like I was being led down a path that I neither knew if I understood nor wanted, but I am of the belief that things occur as they are meant to, and although we all have our trials, in the end, I have faith that we get what is best for us.
I like to think that what’s important is not the bad things that happen to us, but the manner in which we choose deal with adversity. And although sometimes I tend to feel like life is just about the crappiest thing ever, usually I prefer to focus on the beauty of it, the moments of peace, the humanity, and I realize that without hardship, we probably won’t have the empathy that we have for one another, and what is a world without empathy?!
I love that life is such a journey, that the people that we interact with, if we let them, help us to grow, to learn, to change our perspectives, to experience things that we never knew we could.
I’ve been asked many times if I have regrets about the way my life turned out, and in all honesty, I believe that regret, like anger, is a wasted emotion, and of course there are things I would change if I had to do it over again, many, many things, but, had I not made those less than stellar decisions, I would not be the person I am today. To me, what really matters is that we learn from our past mistakes and we try to become better people.
I think you’ll agree that probably the one thing that almost everyone hopes to find in life is happiness, but to me happiness is a choice, it’s our ability to learn from the bad stuff, focus on the good stuff, smile, because smiles are great, and patiently have faith.
Now, choose to be happy! 
