Make A Wish

As another birthday approaches, I find myself looking at the big picture. Like everyone else in the world, I’ve suffered through–and survived–some rather terrible things. Some experiences stung more than others. Their intensity and duration often overshadow all those amazingly beautiful moments that seem to fade so fast.

But I can’t allow myself to forget the good or relinquish my hope. Depression, by its nature, doesn’t leave the depressed much room for optimism. There have been many times in which I’ve encountered a challenge and thought, “OK, how am I going to fuck this up?” And then I’d find a way to crumble.

Lately, though, I’ve been working to flip my default switch from negative to positive. After all the pain and sadness I’ve endured, what if tomorrow will be better? What if the worst is over?

Don’t get me wrong. There’s plenty of strife and heartache with which I’ll have to contend, but I’m now operating under the assumption that the really shitty stuff has passed. And I’m daring myself to accept the possibility that not just a reprieve of suffering lies ahead, but genuine joy. That’s my birthday wish.

3 thoughts on “Make A Wish

  1. Tom Trebswether August 20, 2012 / 8:44 am

    Life is short. Try to enjoy the little things and don’t sweat the things that we do not have control over. It took me a long time to come to that realization.
    I hope your wish comes true. Happy Birthday!


  2. writingisknowing August 20, 2012 / 9:42 am

    Thanks, Tom. It’s hard letting go sometimes. Like most folks, I’m learning as I go.


  3. Margo Snoad August 21, 2012 / 12:54 am

    Remember when Dad would sing, “Sweetest little fellow, everybody knows. Don’t know what to call him but he’s mighty like a rose.”
    Happy Birthday! Love, Mom


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