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Learning the ropes.

A reset is something that hits you when you least expect it. Just like sickness, it knocks at your door at odd hours, bringing with it a period of great adjustments and shifts. 

A bit of a background story, a couple of weeks ago, I was reading an anecdote by Norman Vincent Peale (the father of positive thinking) where the author posits that one should change their thoughts if they wish to change the world. 

This got me thinking; all those instances where I have seen people on the streets or in restaurants in seemingly boisterous conversations and showing broad smiles unassumingly made me think that they might be living life happier than mine. I assumed that they were happier than me or even smarter than me. Instances are rife where we sit in our little apartments imagining what it would be like to be someone else. 

That feeling that we often behold that everyone around you seems to be doing better than you, or the one where we feel that piles upon piles of decks are stacked against you and that you'll never catch up is apparently what many call "Adulting".

Today marks a time and a date, where in the past it's been filled with lots of sharing and a fuller cup of cupids. This is an instance in my life, where I feared the most, cried rivers and lost so much. I have come to understand that life, never stays in one place for long. We often grow, evolve, loose and gain; that is just how it was meant to be. 

For those little joys that you run into; keep them and treasure them. There are so many things to appreciate. You are you, and nothing can ever replace that. You will always learn the lessons you most need when you are ready for them.

Memoir#10

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  1. Comparison is the thief of joy💯 Nice blog

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    1. I couldn't agree more and thank you. Comparison deprives one of growth and the accompanying teachings gleaned from failure.

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  2. Life is full of ups and downs. One moment we are losing and another one gaining. It's also easy to fall for comparison traps and forget to be grateful for what we have. Yes i agree "for the little joys that you run to, keep them and treasure them"

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