Fell in a hole, and happy I did :)

My days are different lately. I will spare you all the drab details, but what I will say is how life can change in the blink of an eye(yes, literally). I'm not a good decision maker, and have been known to make my fair share of lousy ones. But what I can say on the flip side, is that even if I make a crap decision, I somehow, always dig myself out of the hole I got into, and come out clawing and stronger.

That's how I feel today. That's how I've felt for a few weeks now. Shit, I'm in a hole. A big hole. A hole that I didn't fall into, I actually jumped in. My best move? Some would say absolutely, positively not. I (not today but at times) say hell yes. If you don't change and take a leap sometimes, how does life move forward? Isn't that why they call it a 'leap of faith'?

You might not have my back this time, or during some of my previous decisions, and that's ok. There have been times I was on the outside looking in on someone, just shaking my head in disbelief of his/her decisions. But our job as friends/coworkers/family/whoever, is to just watch. Sure, offer support or help if you have any, but if not, just hush. I know it's silly but I really tell my kids the good ol' line from Bambi all the time: 'If you have nothing nice to say, say nothing at all.' I think adults need to hear that more than kids do.

I'm a fighter. I like challenges. If you don't like what I do, or how I go about things, then get out of my way. I have mountains to move, and no time for anyone standing in my way!

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  1. cocoSeptember 11, 2013 at 8:45 AM

    "Don't be afraid to take a big step if one is indicated; you can't cross a chasm in two small jumps." ~David Lloyd George

    This is one of my all-time favorite reminders that sometimes Life requires us to be bold.

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