Unfiltered …

My favorite color is pink. It always has been, ever since I was a little girl. If something comes in pink, I choose that one. I’ve owned a pink bowling ball, pink golf clubs and pink pepper spray. If you can think it, I’ve probably owned it in pink. HA!

Early this morning I stumbled across some pink landscape photographs. I was instantly drawn to the color. Then I had to “google”. Of course none of the pictures were real. Don’t worry, I knew this going into my google search. PHEW. I was just curious about what the pictures looked like in their original forms. They were stunning! And this really got me thinking. Probably too deeply, about life.

I try to live an honest life. I will tell you how IT is. If I feel a certain way, you will know. If I like something, you will know. If I don’t, you will know. If I’m sad or frustrated, you will know. And when I’m happy and overjoyed, you will know. I’m simple like that. And I’m pretty sure I’ve been this way my whole life. The effort to hide or fake my life never appealed to me. It also sounded exhausting. Like SUPER exhausting! This blog and the one I originally started on Facebook came out of all that. Being real. And still being happy and hopeful in that REALNESS no matter how yucky it may get. Maybe being “matter-of-fact” and “head in the clouds” isn’t a combination that works for others. But it’s worked for me this long, so I guess I’ll stick with it … and secretly keep hoping that someone discovers a real pink forest.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you live unfiltered!!!

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Happily falling apart …

Most people who know me would say that I hold it together unusually well during times of stress and change. I deal with things straightforward. What’s on my plate that day, gets my effort and attention. When I was younger I was a worry wart. I was anxious about EVERYTHING. That all faded away. Now I save my efforts for the real stuff and even then I remain pretty calm. And optimistic. It drives my crew crazy sometimes. I think they want to see more “emotion” out of me. Trust me, I am one emotional woman. I’m a crier. I laugh at just about everything. And I’m usually the happiest person in the room. But when it comes to stressful situations or change I just gave up freaking out about them. It’s way easier to just deal with them. In a “matter-of-fact” kind of way I muddle through the tough times. I do make a TON of lists. They tend to keep me focused. Plus they are a great visual for me to measure my progress through the problem or situation I’m currently in the thick of.

Regardless of what I’ve been dealing with, when the day comes when I feel like I am finally passed it, I tend to fall apart. I’ll cry more, sleep like a rock and sometimes I get sick. It’s like my mind and body can finally let their defenses down. It’s funny. Even though this is when I feel like a mess, it’s also a time when I feel my strongest. It’s like earning another battle scar. And it’s a reminder that I am a survivor. Again.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you happily fall apart!!!