by Tamara Flaherty
I don’t write, or even really think much about things like butterflies, rainbows, and puppies.
My thoughts usually trend more to the darker side of the color wheel. The blacks, grays, browns, and deep blues.
I wasn’t always this way, but that’s a story for another blog.
I’ve deleted so much of what I’ve written in the past because it’s usually not feel-good material and I worry that people won’t want to read it.
There are people who won’t read it because it’s not all warm and fuzzy, bright and breezy, cotton, candy sunshine.
I don’t read science fiction myself and think it’s pretty ridiculous, at best. Should the Sci-Fi authors stop writing because I don’t want to read it?
I once had a college professor who wrote novels about cats in space. Seriously , if there is an audience for that, there is an audience for what I have to say!
There are many, many people in this world who feel or have felt, like me, that life has handed them one crappy hand after another and they feel like folding their hand more often than they feel like playing it.
Maybe I can encourage them to stay in the game.
Like me, they have survived, or are in the process of surviving.
Maybe I can share some wisdom that makes the journey easier, or less lonely.
Like me, everything they experience, including the happiest moments in their life, have to be filtered through their pain.
Maybe we can learn together how to focus more on the joy and less on the pain
Like me, they search for the deeper meaning and the lessons learned through the struggle.
There really is meaning to all of it, we just have to dig for it. Don’t worry, I brought extra shovels!
It is for these people that I write. I also write for those who live in the world of butterflies, rainbows, and puppies who wish to understand those of us who do not.
As I was driving down Meridian the other day, I glimpsed a rainbow out my window to the left. Gorgeous colors that immediately captured my attention. I smiled and reached for my phone to take a picture because it was so pretty.
It didn’t work out well because;
A. I was driving on meridian
B. It’s impossible to get a photo of a rainbow that actually looks like what you see with your eyes.
By the time I figured out that capturing the moment wasn’t going to work, the moment was over and I had largely missed it in my attempt to hold onto it.
Enjoy the moments of beauty in your life. They often happen unexpectedly and disappear as quickly as they arrived, leaving only the memory of a smile. Remember the smile!
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