Questions....and answers.

Why do Seals and Croft have jasmine in their mind?
Who else has that?
Anyone?
Nobody questions these things.
I mean, a summer breeze makes me feel fine too, but blowing through the jasmine in my mind?


















I think not.

How about Bill Withers song, "Ain't No Sunshine"?
Love it.
Love it, but he says "I know" over 20 times in a row.
In a row, people.

"Carrot it's a good song, who cares?"
Wait, let me quote the song:

I know
I know
I know
I know
I know
I know
I know
I know
I know
I know
I know
I know
I know
I know
I know
I know
I know
I know
I know
I know

(I memorized it. Impressive, eh?)

Did he write that out?
Was it impromptu?
Did he forget the words, and just keep saying "I know" until he finally remembered the next line?

I think about these things.
I almost thought about shutting things down the other day.
Almost.
I mean, what is the point?
I don't make any money from this.
I'm not writing a book.
I don't get anything from it really.
There's no pay off.
I think it's just a big blog of wasted time really.
I don't know that I have "it" anymore.
For a couple of years this blog served a purpose for me.
It was my happy hat.
I believe if your life sucks, you can still choose to wear your happy hat.
I don't need a happy hat anymore.
I am happy.
A while back I had a dream wherein someone asked me if I was going to keep blogging.
I said, "No. Blogging served it's purpose and got me through some tough times, but I don't need it anymore." and I drove off in my car.
I kept blogging.
I feel like everyone has moved on, and I'm still trying to keep the campfire alive.
Poking at it every so often, but at the same time not wanted to be the one left behind.
I had the pleasure of going out with my friend a few weeks ago, and she wondered how things were going.
I said something like, "Ohh! I kind of left you all back at the bad stuff, and never came back and told you everything was all right! No one knows about the Happily Ever After!"
Shoot.
I hadn't even thought about that.
If you know what I'm talking about, it's o.k. now.
It's better than o.k.
Better than I ever thought it could be.
Amazed at what it has become.
When I tell people that, I get the feeling that they don't believe me.
Because for so long I faked it.
I lied through my teeth, and danced around with my happy hat on.
So when the roof caved in, they were shocked.
Because it seemed o.k. and it wasn't.
It got to a point that Heavenly Father told me to stop putting on the brakes and do what I needed to do.
And I was scared, but I did.
And you know what?
It changed my life.
Always listen to Him.
No matter what.
I have a problem with that.
When he tells me something, the first thing I say is, "I'm pretty sure that's not the best way to do things." Then I dig in my heels.
*cut to me hanging my head in shame*
Yes.
I know.
HE KNOWS how to make your life better.
He does!
His plan is not for you to suffer all your life, and then die.
He knows the way to fix things.
Sure there are trials, but there are ways to be lifted up when you're going through them, and feel strong and have determination. He also knows the way to have a different life when you come out the other side.
I can testify to this.
I played the martyr.
Here he was trying to hand me new clothes, and I was all, "*sniff* No thank you, I like my holey, stinkey, dirty rag dress..."
So He left them there for me to look at.
I'd cry and say, "Poor me! I have to wear these stinky, dirty clothes..."
And He'd imply that there were other clothes for me to wear, but I had to put them on myself.
Oh He would help me button, and straighten, but I had to take the old ones off myself, and put the new ones on first.
One day I got the courage to do it.
And look at me now!

*Cut to me twirling around the room*

Anyhoo, sorry for dumping all this here, but it is my blog.
A while back, "Sad Mom" left a comment for me, and then erased it.
I worry about her.
I prayed for her.
It can get better.
Whatever it is.
For all of us.
I now believe in "Happily Ever After".
Not "Happily Perfect Ever After", just good ends to bad things.
What I thought I could never have, I now have.
And so can you.
Good luck my friends. :)