The good life

 

I am approaching what is surely the last twenty five years of my life and I find that staggering! Asking myself what I have learned about living, whether there is some profound lesson that has popped up and guided me after all these long years, this is what came to me.

Life is mostly what you make it.

We can't help some of the things we are dealt like genetic illnesses, or bone structure, or the color of our skin and eyes, but even these can be dealt with in different ways and that makes a difference.

Choosing to make the best of as many situations as possible leads to a much better life than choosing to wallow in the darkness. This is not quite the same thing as living for show, although that is a start. I think embracing my own deceptions and believing has gone a long way towards making me a happier person.

I choose to live my life as elegantly as I can contrive to make it. 

I don't want, or need, any scapegoats to blame for my shortcomings. They are mine as much as my abilities! Blaming God, or work, or the people next door for my problems doesn't solve anything and what I need for a good life are good solutions. Not excuses.

I do the best I can to eat right, sleep right, and do all those other things that help keep me healthy. I haven't always done that and I accept the consequences. I try to keep my mind open, clear thinking and curious. And then I just take what IS and deal with it the best I can, making my life as close to my fairy tale dream as I possibly can.