Life Does Happen

Last night I was feeling pretty awful. For the first time ever, I had a sinus headache.  Holy PRESSURE. I wake up this morning, a Friday, the start to a beautiful weekend... and it's made it's way into my ears, throat and I still have a throbbing forehead.

Life happens.

The other day I had to squeeze my giant thighs into some hoes.  After wrestling the sausage casing, I'm ready to walk out the door when I notice a huge run right down the leg.  Unpack the sausages, give 'em some new casing... they're inside out.

Life happens.

I decided to finish the edging of our ceilings in the master bath. Real simple- get out white ceiling paint, paint ceiling edges, put white ceiling paint away. Watch paint dry. TWO DIFFERENT WHITE PAINTS.

Oh... life really happens sometimes.

Hanging a towel rack. First holes found a stud. Broke wall anchors. Second holes, found another stud.  First holes and second holes managed to become one giant gaping hole.

Life happens A LOT.

This Malaysian Airliner story has been a huge focus of mine this past week.  Life didn't happen to these passengers.  Life was robbed from them, both figuratively and literally.  These people got on a plane with one goal in mind: getting to their destination.  They probably woke up, kissed someone goodbye, or maybe received an angry e-mail from a business contact.  Maybe they ate breakfast in a rush or spilled coffee on their pants.  They may have been running late to the airport, got stuck at security, or left their cell phone chargers at home.  These things are LIFE.  They are what happens to us no matter what we do, no matter how hard we try.  But this plane getting hijacked (presumably) is not life. It is so sad to me, so unbelievably heartbreaking, that they still cannot locate this plane.  The families, the friends, the acquaintances, the coworkers, the business partners... they have no closure.  Their lives have come to a screeching halt.  The fiancé of the only American on that flight has a bag packed with clothes for her and clothes for him when she gets the call.  This tragedy has changed the path of her life permanently.

Life happens A LOT. Things don't go as planned, we trip over our words and we vomit up thoughts.  We see the bad before we see the good and only then is when we try to dust off our glasses.  What about the good times when life happens?

On a whim, 5 years ago, I decided to end a longterm relationship so I could be reunited with the person I've always known is my soulmate.

Life happened.

I was offered the opportunity to work at an agency, a place I've worked so hard to get to, and quit my old job in SECONDS.

Life happened.

I opened myself up to meeting new friends and through that I've found some pretty amazing women (Schmidty, Natty and Kim).

Life happened.

If all we do is focus on the bad and we can't smile about the good, what do we have? It's not just this Malaysian flight that makes me see these things but the pain I feel for the victims and their families is something I cannot describe.

If for every 'bad' we could see the 'good', perhaps if not for anything more than our own personal satisfaction, we could find a happiness that is always there, lingering, dangling over us, begging and pleading for us to just breathe and enjoy life when it happens.

"All the adversity I've had in my life, all my troubles and obstacles, have strengthened me... You may not realize it when it happens but a kick in the teeth may be the best thing in the world for you." Mr. Disney