Life is Short.


So I’m working on cleaning my house and while I’m cleaning, I think. Now I have to blog my thoughts lol.  Hey, my kitchen floor is half mopped.  The other half can wait.  :)

Life is too short. I t really is.  You may be facing something horrible like cancer or another horrible disease.  You may have a chronic illness.  You may get hit by a pace bus tomorrow on the way to work.  Life is too short.  You never know how long you have.

That’s why I live my life like each day is my last.  Life is too short to be miserable.  Life is too short to pass up on good opportunities.  I don’t care if I’m sick.  Do not care, I’m still going to go out and have fun.  I’m still going to make memories with my daughter.  I’m still going to live my life at every single opportunity I have.  You bet your ass my intestines were trying to claw their way out of my stomach last Saturday, but did I lay down and take it?  Hell no.  I went out water skiing and tubing.  I jumped off the Pontoon into the lake to swim.  I drove 2 hours home so I could go hang out with my friend and go riding on his motorcycle.  Yesterday morning was rough.  My stomach hurt pretty bad and nausea was kicking my ass.  Instead of sitting inside, I was outside blowing bubbles with my short one.  I had to enjoy the yard I worked on the day before even though my ulcers were causing me to choke up blood.

I guess that’s why I’m so sad that I missed out on a great relationship.  As I see it, you do anything to be happy because as I said… life is short.  I had found someone who made me genuinely smile, who made me laugh from deep down in my core.  I had found someone who while I felt like shit, was walking the forest preserve with me. I found someone who I had to watch drive away, drive down my street while I stood there watching my heart break.  I had found someone who had my heart and unintentionally shattered it.  Months later, I would still do anything to get that back even if I know that it’ll never happen.

Because life is short though, I’m trying to pick up the pieces.  I had my heart broken for the first time and I don’t regret it.  I tried, and you know what?  I’ll try again with someone else.  You never know what could happen and hey, those months of smiles and laughter?  Totally worth it.

Like I said.  Life is too short.  You never know what could happen, what’s in the cards.  Give everything a chance and keep moving.  If something is supposed to happen, it will and god blessed you.  If not, you have one more set of memories, even if they hurt to look back on.

Back to mopping.  ;P


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