This morning I was walking with a friend I have known for over 30 years. We haven't been buddy buddy friends, but this is a small town and it is hard not to have a pretty good idea of what a person's life is like; unless you live in a cave. Although our challenges have been very different we are both still here.
We have been talking a lot lately on our morning walks about those challenges. This morning she remarked, "You have had a hard life." My response was, "I don't think it has been hard compared to other people I know."
She is not the first person to make that statement about my life and I have been thinking about that all day. I keep toying with, "Why don't I think her statement is true?" That's a very interesting question.
Of course, I have had tough challenges, every one living a human life has. That's why we are here isn't it? If life was supposed to be a piece of cake I would be residing on a puffy white cloud somewhere out there. I can see it now, my bare feet dangling over the side watching the world go by. Oh wait, spirits don't have feet, actually they don't even have bodies. Okay they do when they want us to see them.
I think the main reason I don't think my life is so bad is because I have finally realized that the things that I have survived were supposed to happen. The relationship, financial and health issues I have successfully dealt with were all part of the big picture to lead me right where my feet are at this moment.
So this afternoon as I look around my life I see that I have survived it all I am a very happy camper and I am grateful that I am still here!