Day Twenty-Nine: Mine Truly!

To every person out there who feels that it is necessary to keep up with the crowd, take a step backward. Stop, pause and breathe. You do not need to prove anything to anyone but yourself. Life is not what other people think about you but what you think about yourself. If you feel the need to prove something to others, make sure it is more important to you than it is to them.

Be grateful. It doesn’t matter if you won the lottery or found a dollar. When you are grateful you see life differently. Show people gratitude. Everyone wants a little appreciation, including you. When you give you will receive.

Respect! Not just people but animals, the environment, your belongings, other people’s space, your own space….. pretty much everything. But remember to draw the line when respect turns into slavery, becoming a doormat or a victim of bullying.

Smile….. like you mean it. Laugh often. Its cheap medicine and does wonders for your soul. It also makes you a happy person and pleasant to be around. Within the blink of an eye you will be long gone so make your time on this planet a memorable one. No one may know you a thousand years from now but the fact that you lived probably does matter, if not to the universe then at least to yourself.

Learn everyday. It doesn’t matter if its about quantum physics, making jam, skateboarding or listening to someone’s experiences in the war. Everything we do or experience has something to teach us. Find the light and go after it.

Lastly, remember that everything in life happens for a reason. So don’t fret, curse the world or regret. Try to find the good, find positivism, find satisfaction…. and above all, ENJOY THE RIDE!


To The Girl In The Mirror…..

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Never Too Late.”

Thank you for the times when I wanted to cry but you made me smile.

Thank you for the moments where you showed me how much the little things mattered.

Thank you for staring at me in the eye and believing in me.

Thank you for motivating me to keep trying each time I felt like giving up.

Thank you for making me feel special.

Thank you for teaching me to not give a rat’s ass about what others think.

Thank you for cultivating self-belief and perseverance in me.

Thank you for appreciating me.

Thank you for teaching me to stand my ground.

Thank you for helping me find joy in life’s simple pleasures.

Thank you for helping me discover my unique self.

Thank you for not putting me down.

But most importantly, thank you for loving me in spite of my flaws and short comings.

Life Lessons With Júlio César

You know those mornings where you wish the earth swallowed you whole? It was one of them. I lay in bed two hours after breaking my alarm thinking about how futile life was. I had academic degrees and still could not find me a decent job; then again what is a decent job for me anyway? A mix of gardening, art, writing, baking and bungee jumping probably, but even that might not be enough. And so I lay there while the sun brightly shone, the trees happily swayed and a cool zephyr tickled the flowers and shrubs.

Hours later I decided to drag myself out of bed only to park myself in front of the television which added to my loathing for life. It was about four in the afternoon when the phone decided to startle me with its shrill tone. It almost never rang thanks to the invention of the cell phone and whenever it did it seemed to either put fear or irritation into my mind. Luckily, today was not one of those days.

I answered the ringing with a forced friendly “Hello!” and was greeted back with a “Where have you been? Why don’t you answer your cell phone? Will be there in fifteen, I hope you are ready.” Click! And that was the end of the conversation. It was Júlio César the boxer; and no I am not referring to the sport, I am talking about the breed of dog. We met at obedience school where I used to volunteer. We were both in our early twenties; you know like when you convert dog to human years.

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