Sometimes, Life can be pretty shitty. It will throw everything it has at you until you are begging for it to stop; it will haul crap onto you like you are the only one in the world with the capability of carrying problems. It can be morbid and sad, hateful and cruel, and it can tear you to shreds. Life will hit you from behind and bring you to your knees, and when you come up, you find a knife in your back. Life will hit you, it will bruise you, it will even cut you so deep, you scar. It will bring you to the brink of death, just to pull you back for another beating. It can be a horrible, vicious thing with no thought to you how you feel, or even how anyone else living it feels. Life will knock the breath out of you, and that’s not even the half of it.
Life has a habit of giving us good stuff, too. It will bring you to the ground and beat you until you are more red than anything else, but it can also pick you back up and nurse you back to health. Life can give you beauty beyond imagining; it can give you the warmest, most loving hug on the coldest day. It can come in the form of a little girl giving you a flower or an old friend sharing a secret with you. It gives you a helpful hand when you need to be picked back up and it can give you a delicious meal when you’re hungry. Life can give you love, happiness, joy, and companionship.
Life seems to go up and down faster than any roller coaster I’ve seen. It will throw you down then pick you up, just to throw you down again. But think about it, if Life didn’t do that, if it didn’t change so drastically, then what other fun would we have? So, fun may not be the word, but it sure would be boring without the ups and downs, the ins and outs, and even the pain and love. If we didn’t get rejected by every pretty girl who looks our way, how could we see how special it is when Amy stops and says hello? If we didn’t cut our knees, how could we feel the triumph of stopping the bike to get off without falling? We need the pain and we need the happiness, otherwise Life would be dull and repetitive.
Just remember this: your grave has been dug, but there is always some place to stand to watch the sun set one last time.
