Life is a roller coaster of ups and downs. I hate roller coasters! I haven’t ridden on too many but I have always wondered why people like them. This is how I describe that horrible ride. I would stand in line waiting and watching. The line is long and usually it’s a hot day. People around are describing the excitement and horror of what awaits at the front of the line. I turn my eyes up and see the “lucky ones” that have made it onto the ride. As it begins, people have the look of expectation, fear and bewilderment. Slowly, the car goes on the track up the fake hill. I wonder how safe really is that? As the ride comes to the top, hands are thrown up in the air and the yelling begins. Some yell from the thrill, some from terror and some because everyone else is doing it. I look back down and realize that the line has moved forward and I’m getting closer to the thrill that I don’t want to experience. Just before the stairs to climb to the starting point is the moment that I come to my senses. Why would I put myself through that? I don’t like having my stomach being thrown up to my mouth! I don’t need to do that? I turn out of the line and head to the swan ride. The line is much shorter and the ride calmer.
Life happens around us. I dislike those jolting moments where I feel terror and unrest. I don’t seem to have control over the outcome and I feel like my emotions have been thrown around like the sudden turns and unexpected drops of the roller coaster. 🎢 I had a thought today while Ron and I were canoeing.
Since writing is like therapy to me, I will use my blog to share the happy moments of life. I’ve noticed that even in the darkest days there are good times and memories to make and hold on to.
Here are a few from today…
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