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When Life hands you Lemons

Not everyday is rainbows and butterflies....

Adam Levine you are so right (marry me?)  but its true. We can't have every day be perfect, things go awry, and the sun don't shine down. But even after something disappoints you, you still have to remain positive. Yesterday came at me like a boxer, throwing hit after hit. It was as if everything I touched turned to shit instantly. But after multiple hits I knew there was something I still had to look forward to; Caroline. HBO aired a segment on my dear friend who passed away in a tragic accident. I knew seeing her smiling face on television would make any bad day instantly turn around. It was magical, it was inspiring, it was emotion- but most of all it was reassuring. No matter what I'm going through in my day, good or bad, I know I have some beautiful people watching over me. There to pat me on the back for a job well done, or to remind me that everything will be ok. I have people above me to guide me through my mistakes and disappointments, and to act as constant cheerleaders as things go well.
But when things do go wrong, all I can say is apologize. Do not attempt to evade the truth, because in the end it could end up being worse if you don't own up to in the first place. For me, it's hard to see disappointment run across the face of a loved one. My worse fear is disappointing those who mean the world to me. But it happens. You will disappoint people in your life, sometimes in ways that are irreplaceable. In these times, just remind yourself that mistakes happen, life goes on and if it's in the cards, everything will be ok and the sun will shine again. And if all else fails, remind yourself from the wise words of Abileen: You is Kind, You is smart, You is important.

Things will fall into place, and some things will fall out. People will come, people will go. You will lose those who are most important to you, and disappoint loved ones. But through it all, you gain strength and you learn to handle life's little curve balls.

To sum it up, "Sometimes you just need to stop and smell the roses...and pick yourself up by the bootstraps"-Caroline Found. Rest in peace you sweet angel. keep smiling on me.

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