Thursday, February 27, 2014

Rain and Other Fairytales

The other day, I was told that I needed a reality check. Not in a rude or ugly way, but rather, in a caring way. I was told that I needed to see the ugliness in life sooner, rather than later. It is one of those things where "The higher you fly, the farther you fall." My friends did not want me to fall so far, but rather walk the rope with caution.

You know, I have seen the ugly in life. It's there. I know it is there. I know people can be real jerks sometimes. I know that the people you love most can hurt you the worst because they have been given access to a part of you that you have given to no one else.

But, why would I walk through such a beautiful life expecting only the worst of people? Because it hurts less? Because if you expect disappointment, it is a pleasant surprise when something goes right?

I am afraid of hurting, so it is so tempting to live this way. I am afraid of change. I am afraid of things going the wrong way. But I think beyond all of these other fears, I am afraid of fear controlling the way I live. I am willing to hurt if it means I am alive. All or nothing, right?

I know my life isn't a movie. I am not a princess. But, I will always try to see my life like a movie, because I know my life means something. I know I will have a happy ending, despite every hardship that I face. And although I am not a princess, I will always walk with the dignity and posture of a princess.  I believe in happily ever afters and pinch-me-I-am- dreaming moments. I believe in destiny and I believe in love. I believe in love at first sight and forever. Why shouldn't I? Sure, bad things happen all the time, but can you really appreciate the good without the bad?

Rain is a blessing. Without the rain, the earth would be brown and bare. The flowers wouldn't grow. The soil wouldn't be nutritious. Our lakes, rivers, and oceans would dry up and we would be without a water supply. Rain is a good things. You just have to get past the thunder and lightening to appreciate the beauty that follows the storm.