my life14

As I do this whole blogging thing, I sometimes forget what it’s all about. You know- The actual “my life story” part. At some parts it’s awesome. These are the triumphs that we have. Take time to think about these with me. Like, the time that you won that trophy, that time you gave that presentation and nailed it, the time you set up the perfect date with your spouse, the time you achieved a specific goal that you didn’t see possible and the list goes on and on. Aside from those triumphs there are the terrible life stories. You know what I’m talking about. I’m not talking about the little bad things necessarily, but more about the huge bad things. It’s those stories about when you found out your spouse was leaving you, your sibling died, your parents died, your house burnt down, you got into a car wreck that put you in the hospital and you didn’t have medical insurance and the list goes on. That’s real life stuff right there. Every person has a unique individual story that includes the good and the bad.

There are some things that people want to share because they actually become better people for it. They want others to hear the story and actually gain something from it. I love when that happens.

Then there’s the folks who would rather not talk about it because they can’t talk about the story without losing their emotions and end up using all the tissue and then some. There’s some healing that still needs to take place and you know what- that’s perfectly ok. You’re not crazy ma’am/sir. Everyone has their own grieving cycle.

And then there’s the people who need to talk about their situation. I’m talking about those people that if they don’t tell someone about what’s going on in their lives, their chest will explode.

Most likely you and the rest of the people you know fall into one of those categories. Sometimes it takes looking around and realizing the world has tons of problems besides yours. That’s right there are more problems than yours and mine in this world. Just remember when you are feeling down there is always someone else down and discouraged and looking up from the bottom of that hole and wondering who will save them from the darkness they are in.

Always take that five minutes to LISTEN to what that other person has to say about their life. Someone always has it worse than you. Who knows… their situation will probably show you something pretty special. So, I’m listening to ya- What’s your epic story?