As we all know life has its ups and downs it’s a conundrum. Sometimes you’re up and your relationship with your loved ones is going well. Money is flowing through, bills are caught up, food is in the fridge. Your health is at its peak as well as the people in your life, you feel like your closer to God than ever. But in the down times when you get a demotion from work or even laid off. When your relationships are on rocky terms to the point where you can’t even stand the side of each other. Those are the moments where you ask the bad times “why me?”
You may have a passion for something that wakes you up and makes you feel alive. Relives stress puts your mind into a different State. A real challenge out of this repetitive world. In times you may taste defeat, despair, depression, and so on. We then go into this contemplative mode, we lose touch with our reality and let our minds engulf us to overthink all the way into that rough neighborhood of negativity.
The Luggage
It couldn’t have been more clear to me then the time I received one of those overly large awkward carrying traveling suitcases from the 80s. The same ugly soft leather brown luggage my parents used when we would travel to Mexico. I would have to sit and zip up the luggage with that deadly sharp chain zipper. You would have to be careful not to catch your fingers on the sharp teeth. Otherwise, you could almost lose a finger. (overreacting)
The Bad
Going through this luggage I found photos of me and my family. Our medical records old bills that we would stress out on. Envelops of mine and my sibling’s teeth from our childhood, an old toy horse with the saddle that I used to play with. Until I reached my mug shots and criminal records. I started wondering what kind of sick person would play a cruel game like this. All of my immediate families’ criminal records were in there all the way down to my father. Anger starts to set in then I reach photos of times when loved ones passed away. Photos at funerals, people both crying and angry drinking themselves to their death bed. My body felt weak and my mind felt distorted.
The Good
Ready to get rid of the luggage and burn it all to hell. Until I found more photos, everyone smiling at get-togethers’ birthday parties, baptisms. People enjoying each other’s company. Photos of the entire family together. The birth of all my nieces and nephews, certificates of accomplishments, graduation pictures, diplomas. When bad times occurred we were there to help each other back up. My heart feels warm tears of joy roll down to the great big smile I presented. Felt like I had the strength to do anything in this world. And then I woke up.
The Realization
Life can be many things it all really depends on how you perceive it. When the going gets tough you can sit there pouting and ask yourself, the “why me?” Question. Yes, you can play the victim and continue to have a negative outlook on life to the point where you’re living in the past and making drastic decisions based on anger. Or perhaps slow down and reevaluate yourself. Bad times are inevitable but they are also only temporary. Good times are moments to cherish and focus on. To move forward, with life and to create new beautiful moments.
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