Hey, How Are You?

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Hey, how are you? A common greeting we spit out almost as a reflex. Half the time we don’t even respond or get a response and the other half of the time the immediate response back is ‘Good. How are you?’. I have been taken by surprise only a handful of times with responses like that aren’t quite as mundane and automatic. How does one respond when things aren’t good? A lot of the time people are so quick to try to cheer someone up or give them the magic solution to what ever is troubling them. If things were that easy, a lot of people would walk around with bigger smiles and a lot less weight on their shoulders.
As a person who seems to have a permanent smile on my face, it’s quite apparent when I’m having a less than stellar day. “You’re supposed to be happy?! You can’t be sad!” As much as I don’t enjoy having a sub-par day, everyone is definitely entitled to not be sunshine and rainbows everyday, all year long.
In a perfect world, we would all wake up on the right side of the bed every morning and smell the roses and love life. We would not crumble under the stress of student loans, GPAs, relationships, work, and everything else under the sun. But we do. We all have felt the overwhelming dread of getting out of bed in the morning to deal with life. And that’s fine. I am giving every single person a pass to throw themselves a pity party, lock themselves up in a dark room and shut off from the world for a while.
At times there’s no logical reason why you’re feeling sad. Nothing is really going terribly wrong, there’s no crisis, but you still find yourself discontent. You just are in a funk. You may not know why, but you are.
This is ok. It’s okay not to be okay. We are complex beings with multiple emotions which include sadness. At times I think we – and when I say we I include me – throw ourselves into our work, into school, into our relationships – to distract us so we don’t feel sad. And in the end we still feel sadness but we are now so preoccupied with other things we can no longer pinpoint where these emotions are coming from.
Embrace your emotions – all of them. Be thankful for the days you feel endless happiness and know that days of sadness don’t last forever. Everyone at some time will fall into a funk. Allow yourself to emotionally rest and not force yourself to wake up tomorrow and be happy. Take an hour and watch trash TV. Spend $20 and get your nails done. Cuddle on the couch by yourself on Friday and try the new Ben and Jerry’s flavor. Do whatever you want. Never justify your actions or emotions to anyone because frankly in the relationship between you and your emotions, no one else matters.
Taking care of yourself emotionally is just as important as not missing your curfew or paying your AMEX bill on time.
So for all those spending time in Funky Town, feel free to come and go as you please.

To the Parents I Know After Cancer

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Cancer. 6 letters from hell. It’s hard to find someone who has not been touched by cancer, whether it be a mom, sister, uncle, friend, co-worker or a personal experience. I am beyond thankful to be the daughter of 1 cancer survivor and 1 cancer patient (who at times forgets he’s a cancer patient). Not many can say the same. It’s impossible for cancer not to change your perspective on life and your family. Now being years past my mom’s remission and a few years past my dad’s initial diagnosis- there’s a lot I have to be grateful for and a lot I learned.

I’m sorry that I would complain when you wouldn’t drive me to school Friday morning after chemo on Thursday – I didn’t fully realize you felt like 20 times as sick as my worst hangover.

I know you try to cover your port scar. You’re beautiful. Wear your badge of victory proudly.

Thank you for accessorizing your bald head with holiday themed scarves each month. It was something fun that distracted us all.

I’m sorry I cooked egg whites in the kitchen – I know you’d run to the bathroom to throw up… And I know egg whites stink in general.

Thank you for being the loudest clap at my high school graduation. Your clothes were hanging off your body but you still were the best dressed man in the crowd.

Thank you for donating to relay for life every year even if you aren’t comfortable yet doing the survivors lap. I’ll walk to the ends of the earth for you – a few laps around the track is nothing in comparison.

Thank you for telling my guidance counselors and teachers that I was having a tough time. Embarrassing as it was then, I appreciate it now ten-fold.

I know you want to put this in the past, but having to go to chemo every week continues this nightmare. Thank you for continuing to fight. I know the end of the road is in sight.

To my amazing parents. Cancer attempted to shatter our family into nonfunctional pieces. I’m quite convinced it instead made us stronger as a family and as individuals. Cancer. 6 letters from hell.
8 letters from me. I love you
Dedicated the above post to my amazing parents and all those affected.
Love has no boundaries.

What Is For You, Will Not Pass You

imageA lot of the time I use this blog as my outlet for my thoughts, feelings, concerns, and some comic relief in the face of some type of obstacle. I had every intention of sitting down today and writing about how things were not going in my favor, a perfect reflection of how I felt this time last year when I was denied a re-evaluation for Open Fences. As history would have it, my sadness and frustration and anger from current events transformed into something that instead pushed me forward. The most successful people in life are those who use the same very things that bring them down to instead propel them to the surface.
I have always been a believer that things happen for a reason. And I also believe a lot of the time that reason makes no logical sense. In a world where logic is used to explain a whole lot, sometimes certain situations warrant logic to just be thrown out the window. It’s scary to think that things can sometimes go awry for no rhyme or reason. Is this truly meant to be? Or have the fates made a hefty error? I have learned that regardless of how you may feel, things out of your control will occur, and some of the time it will rip through your steady foundation and leave you desperate to find solid footing again. Life’s all about finding a balance and it is rare that you will ever find a person who is not constantly trying to keep their feet firmly planted. In reality, the ground beneath is will be forever shifting and it’s our job to adjust our footing to adapt.
After feeling unbalanced, I had a very wise friend tell me “what is for you, will not pass you”. Opportunities missed are simply things not meant for you. Love lost is simply leaving you open to deeper love. Pain felt is meant to make you strong and resilient. Keep yourself open and stay light on your feet. Obstacles you encounter are meant to challenge you and help you to meet the next thing to come your way, good or bad. Embrace it all. The things you want most in life will come your way, and you’ll be prepared to receive them.