Sunday Share: A Day Late

Yup. It happened only a few weeks into my blogging responsibility. The unpredictable events in Life prohibited me from having the energy or will power to blog my Sunday Share yesterday.


But it's never too late to get after it.


So I figured I'd share today what I was thinking yesterday.


But first, let's talk about rollercoasters.


I've never been a huge fan. But I've never been against them either. I've had my share of fun frequenting Six Flags or Universal Studios over the years.


What does intrigue me about rollercoasters is the mixed emotions that one can experience in a short amount of time:


Fear. Exhilaration. Excitement. Anxiety. Stress.


Eustress in particular.

Stress that is deemed healthful or giving one the feeling of fulfilment. Ever since learning about Eustress at some point during my schooling, I've loved to organize Life's stressors into eustress or distress categories. And I am one of those crazy people that love the rush from procrastinating on a huge project; love the nervous-stomach-feeling when having to present in front of large groups of people; love the exhilaration from jumping out of an airplane. But, do you know what all of the above have in common? I have control over those situations; I am able to somewhat control the stressor and very much so control the way I react to them. What I loathe to the utmost degree in life is distress. (great pain, anxiety, or sorrow; acute physical or mental suffering; affliction; trouble.) Things I cannot control. Things I cannot prevent. Maintain. Or fix. And yesterday, my friends, I was in major distress. I, of course, will spare major specifics, but if you know me well, then you already know the 3 bouts of bad news that I received in a very short amount of time last night. All things I can't... and will never... control. And although I maintained a stoic composure most of the evening, I was a mess inside. And when I was driving home after a dear friend's going away dinner,  I shed my first tears, since Drew left 3 weeks ago. I know they're expected. As I mentioned in my inaugural post: I'll have good days and bad days. Days of strength and days of weakness. But, on a positive note... right at my very moment of weakness, I heard the most appropriate song on the radio: What doesn't kill you makes you stronger Stand a little taller Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone What doesn't kill you makes a fighter Footsteps even lighter Doesn't mean I'm over cause you're gone Damn, Ms. Clarkson... you're right. And thank you for the reminder!!! Worry about the things you can control; forget about the things you can't. Bottom line. Keep living your Life. Be strong. Fight. Have hope. Sure, it's a given your Life will be like a Rollercoster. There will be ups and downs; moments of anticipation and fear; moments you're high and moments you're low. The choice is yours whether or not you take the front seat, buckle up, and open your eyes. But regardless... all of us are in for one hell of a ride.