Well, here we are, the big day, Mardi Gras, Fat Tuesday . . . ah how I wish I were there and that you were, too, so you could take it all in because it certainly is sight to behold. I actually feel sorry though for those who never experienced it as a child. There is something so magical and wonderful about being there as a kid that never leaves you as an adult, but that I think is nearly impossible to capture if you didn't experience it as a kid.
Instead I was here where the soul and the spirit are muted. I thought a lot today about how quickly our lives can change in such a short span. For me it was three years. 2010 was undoubtedly my happiest year, my best year. You and I were just really starting out journey together. There was the newness and mystery of discovering something new about one another in every second. It was easy to make each other smile; almost impossible to make each other cry. I still had friends in my life would either die or betray our friendship. Blue had one of his best years after his diagnosis, too. He wasn't perfect by any stretch of the imagination, but he had few vet visits and really enjoyed life.
Then, just three years later, I would have friends betray me, friends would die, Blue would die and you would leave me. That was 2013. No worse year than for me. It's a lesson in living each day with a sense of gratitude for what you have and joy for what you are experiencing. You can never believe just how fast it can all evaporate until happens to you. I know it now.
I went to a counseling session today, and now I am set to work on making changes in me. Changes to how I react to arguments. Disagreements, as much as we would all prefer to never have, will happen even in the most loving of relationships. So now I will recount our big fights and then work on ways to react better. That's how I will become a better person, well at least one way that I will.
I saw 20 total Kia's and had a spam email today about a Kia clearance. I also had a spam email about boosting page performance on the Alexa site. :)
Happy Mardi Gras to you, Alexa. It's said that New Orleans is the city of second chances, maybe that's where one day you will give me mine. Would you then marry me?
Laissez les Bontemps rouler,
MNP