Random Blog Of Life

Day Twenty Six

In a field of grassy acres, deer graze.
Amongst the deer there is one in great agony.
Even so, the deer grazes happily the deer plays with what strength it has.
It stands tall.
It reaches its goal and so much more.
...
Okay, I'll stop.
I don't really know where I was going with it.
Well.
I was trying to write a beginning with a deer in it because of the quote used by Emily Dickinson.
The quote was definitely one that even though it was meaningful.
Even if we are hurt, we get through it.
If we are lost, we find our way.
We survive.
We all find a way to survive somehow.
There is always something whether it is an object or a person that gives us the strength to move forward.
We might not think there is, but there is.
Friends.
Music.
Family or just a family member.
Significant other.
Necklace or any other type of jewelry.
Anything.
For me I have my friends and music to help me get through.
I also have writing.
Which when I say get me through I don't mean I'm depressed and just life sucks. This and that.
No.
What I mean is that there are always days that are tough to get through because everything seems to go wrong.
One of those days that we wonder how are we going to get through it.
We find ways to get through it.
To get through the pain.
To get through all the emotions that builds up inside us.
I try to take things day by day.
Doesn't work all the time, but at least I try.
Trying is important because you are putting the effort to completing a challenge.
It doesn't matter if you fail or succeed.
You tried.
Hopefully you tried your hardest to succeed.
Even if you don't succeed and you fail, it happens.
We just need to get back up.
No matter how many times we fail, we will succeed at some point.
We learn from mistakes.
I may have gotten off topic with the quote.
Sorry.
The meaning is even if we get pushed down and fail, we do end up succeeding. We end up moving ourselves up to where we want to be.
Where we want to be.
Goals.
Dreams.
What happened to having dreams?
Do people still have dreams?
Better yet, do people still go for their dreams?
As a kid, didn't we have a lot dreams?
Dreams of what we want to be.
Dreams of where we see ourselves.
What happened to them?
I lost mine.
I know that.
I've been trying to please my parents with doing well in school.
To please them.
In the end, does make me happy?
I'm happy with doing well in school yes.
The pleasing my parents part no because no matter what I do I can't seem to get them to say positive words towards me.
Or at least acknowledge that I'm doing good.
Then again I may not be doing well enough according to their standards.
To my standards I'm doing good.
I am happy with myself.
I am happy with what I am doing.
Well not completely happy with what I am doing, but I am content enough to not be upset by it.
Good, right?
Progress.
I've definitely made progress since starting the blog.
I'm moving forward.
I am doing what I want.
I'm smiling, laughing.
Life may not be great, but I'm making the best of it.
Or trying to anyways.
Well before I start to babble on and on, I will end the post.
Here is the quote:
"With the new day comes new strength and new thoughts."
― Eleanor Roosevelt
*Puts aviator sunglasses on*
Ciao!
~Raiden