Some Of It’s Magic And Some Of It’s Tragic

This is Peanut Butter Brickle. Yesterday marked one week since I had my surgery. One week!

In some ways it seems longer than that. In other ways it seems as short as my corn dog tail.

I feel a lot better. But I know I still have a ways to go to feel all the way better. On Friday, I get my stitches out. And I’m not looking forward to that. But it’s all part of the process of healing. I have to be honest with myself that I had to do this. And I have to be honest that I can’t heal half way. I also have to be honest with myself that it was hard to do. And I’m proud of myself.

Isn’t that the case with experiences in life? Some of its magic.

And some of it is tragic. A bunch of little things go into everything we experience in life. We can look at things in our life in a vague way and see it how we want to. Or we can be honest. If something is wrong and it doesn’t feel right, it usually is not right.

If you see something, say something. Do something. Don’t trust others to know what is right. Do what you know is right. Take the extra step. And of others don’t want to do what is right, be the example and don’t stand for it. Do. Not. Accept. It.

Sure. You know me by now. And you know that I love myself. But going thru this surgery has taught me that the most painful parts of life teach us the most and helps us to help others the most. Use your experiences fo make a difference for someone else.

We won’t always have the answers. We may have to look for them. Go the extra mile.

Some of life is magic. And the magic needs to be protected, whether that is the magic of animals, people or yourself.

Peanut Butter Brickle