Summer’s coming, but the roller coaster ride’s already begun. The winds of change are blowing like it’s March, but it’s not. It’s just time. There are days that are clearly delineated: before and after. We’re into the after, and I couldn’t be more excited. I’m also a bit sad from time to time. One can be as one mourns something that no longer exists, even if it’s for the best and something you sought and something you need and want. That wise rock band Semisonic once said: “Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end.” Too true, boys.
This cryptic paragraph officially begins FRIDAY FHOUGHTS, FOLUME SIX!
The blog tries to be smiley most of the time, but life’s not all sunshine and smiley faces all the time. You know that. This week featured some of those not so sunshiny times. There were a couple days of how long will I feel this way (and that was before some crappy behavior by The People attempted to put a damper on things). CUE THIS SONG:
But as the great Alanis once sang, “The only way out is through,” and so I sat with it. And I waited. And I did what I could to help it along.
And it passed.
You change what you can. You accept what you cannot change (hey, there’s a saying about that….). And you accept that the only thing you can affect really is you. And so that’s what I do/I’ll do, to get back to that smiley face on the keyboard there status.
There was laughter with similarly-minded people. That helps. There was singing of many songs. That helps, too. There were long drives. There were smiley faces in drive-through windows. There was daydreaming and plan-making. There was actual movement forward on making a dream a reality.
It doesn’t sound like much, but it was. It is. And it will be.
Of course, that doesn’t always make for an interesting blog post perhaps. It is what it is.
May your only way out is through times be short. May your downs lead to you greater ups. May music and words and self-care light your way the way they do mine. May you always remember what’s really important.
Happy, peaceful weekend, people.
On Fridays, I have fhoughts. And that’s how Friday Fhoughts was born. A cross between two series I used to have (Random Thoughts Thursday and DSF Weekly Rewind), Friday Fhoughts is a smattering of random thoughts, connected in some way or not, with photos, music, and more. Read my Friday Fhoughts posts here.
(And remember, Sunday Song lives at TaraParay.com now!)