Sometimes life has a way of grabbing you,and it seems like there is no way out of it.So you grab a gun,or a pistol and place it to you temple and you pull the trigger.Some even takes a dive in the water and don't come back up.A few,will rent a motel room,a bottle of pills,they were along from the beginning,why not just take them in your own bed.Never could figure that one out.I hear of people jumping off the buildings,wow,now that is courage or is it.To me courage is facing the day,with a smile,even though you feel like crap.Saying hello to someone that has broke your heart,with pleasantry.It is the fight to be here tommorrow and winning.I set here on this floor,and I think about all my thankfulness.My Children,my life,everything that has become important to me.I wonder if maybe I had of died,on that table September 11,2001.Where would the life's of so many I have met been.What part of their life did I come into.Before that day,that bone chilling september morn.I was about to pull that tricker,but God had other plans for me.Oh everyday my life has been a challenge,and everyday I have pulled out of it.But,don't get me wrong,I just wonder who would miss me if I wasnt here.And that is why so many children,shoots that last thrill,wives,takes those last pills,husbands plans their own death,because they really want to know if they were important at all.I guess that is why I don't go a day without telling someone that is in my life,how much they really mean to me.It is our way to reassure ourself,that when we close our eyes,and take that final breath,that we made a difference in somebody's life.
Hope you enjoy this one,walking away from blogging.I came to realize something the other day.It is just a pen in my hand,nothing more nothing less.
