Like big fish in a small pond I can't help but feel stuck. Cleveland is my home and it has been good to me- However, I feel like it's time to pull a Lebron (too soon?). I can't help but feel that there's something more for me out there, somewhere. But for now, I'm here. I moved away to Arizona for a while, but the timing was wrong so inevitably I moved back. It turned out to be for the best. I came back at a time when my mother needed me. I found the love of my life. I found myself. All of which would never have happened if fate had not brought me back to Cleveland. But now the person who has made Cleveland so bearable these past couple months has gone to California to chase his dreams. Everything looks different now that he's gone and it feels like there's nothing left here for me. But as anxious as I am to leave Cleveland and start the life that I've always wanted, I realize that my work here is not quite done.
Before I can chase my dreams I need to make sure that everything is in place. There are people here who still need me and there are things I have to do. So for the time being I need to suck it up and make the best of the situation. I need to make the necessary preparations so that my move to California is a smooth one. I need to give Cleveland a proper send-off. So for the next few months before I leave for LA, I am going to EMBRACE CLEVELAND with open arms and accept all it has to offer. We get such a bad wrap here! No successful teams, dirty streets, the mistake on the lake blah blah BLAH. As a Cleveland native, the least I can do is love it for what it is, take the good with the bad and realize that those things are what makes Cleveland so special. Thanks to Cleveland, I'm ready to face whatever life has in store. I can deal with any kind of person, endure any kind of weather...seriously, I'm ready for it all! Thanks to Cleveland, I've developed the tough skin necessary to succeed in life. Can they say that in Miami? Yeah sure, they have palm trees... but I have resilience!! And to make it even better I'm not just from Cleveland, I'm from Parma!
The entire country makes fun of Cleveland >People from Cleveland make fun of Parma> And somewhere at the end of that food chain lies ME.
And I wouldn't have it any other way.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Thursday, December 9, 2010
When things start splitting at the seam...Read THIS.
LIFE. The word alone is overwhelming. It often seems like when one thing goes wrong, ten other things seem to follow close behind. I hear about people committing suicide and I wonder how they could ever do it. How bad must things be for someone to feel that the only option is to end their life? Even though I could never do it, on certain days I can relate. It feels like at any moment you could lose everything that you love, everything that means anything to you. And what is often at the center of it all?
MONEY. They say money isn't everything, but that's not entirely true. Money is the reason why people are dying every day...or atleast for lack of it. People starving from no food, no water, no nothing. People dying from ailments that could have easily been cured or altogether avoided if they had the money to receive proper medical care. But if you have no insurance, if you have no money you're left to fend for yourself. The whole thing makes me sick. People who say money isn't everything must have money or else they would understand how hard it is to survive without it. It breaks my heart to see the people I love, the people I care about suffering because they don't have the money to do the things they need to do in order to survive. And it's not about being lazy. I know so many people that work hard, day after day- breaking their backs, making the necessary sacrifices and doing whatever they need to in order to make the best possible life for themselves and their loved ones. Yet, what do they have to show for it? Nothing. Working paycheck to paycheck with nothing left over to save. And when there is money left over, it seems like life often throws something your way to eat it up like a hungry hungry hippo. It breaks my heart.
If only we lived in a world that was fair. A just world where people got what they deserved. A world where hardworking people were rewarded for their hard work. This is my first post so if you don't know me you may not realize that I'm normally an extremely optimistic person. I do my best to stay positive because in a world filled with negativity, someone needs to balance it out, right? But right now, I'm putting my optimism aside to address the reality of life. The reality that people don't always get what they deserve. The reality that some people are just born into money and take it for granted- drinking, smoking, or snorting it away. The reality that some people have so little, while others have to much. The scales of life are extremely off balance, but that's just the way it goes.
So what to do? How do you come to terms with life's realities? Because as easy as it would be to lay on the couch all day in your SpongeBob pajamas with a tub of Haagan Das watching Sleepless in Seattle, feeling sorry for yourself- that's not an option. You may not be able to control life and it's imbalances, but you can control that way you deal with it all. You have to think about wealth in a different way. I may not be rich, but I have an abundance of riches which can't be contained in a vault-in a wallet-in an old lady's saggy bra. The kind of riches that you CAN take with you. Sometimes you just need to take a step back in order to see what was really important- sometimes you just have to have FAITH, faith that everything will work out the way that they're meant to. Faith that each hiccup, each stumble was strategically placed there in order to teach us a lesson, in order for us to grow...In order for us to find ourselves, and the true meaning of HAPPINESS.
MONEY. They say money isn't everything, but that's not entirely true. Money is the reason why people are dying every day...or atleast for lack of it. People starving from no food, no water, no nothing. People dying from ailments that could have easily been cured or altogether avoided if they had the money to receive proper medical care. But if you have no insurance, if you have no money you're left to fend for yourself. The whole thing makes me sick. People who say money isn't everything must have money or else they would understand how hard it is to survive without it. It breaks my heart to see the people I love, the people I care about suffering because they don't have the money to do the things they need to do in order to survive. And it's not about being lazy. I know so many people that work hard, day after day- breaking their backs, making the necessary sacrifices and doing whatever they need to in order to make the best possible life for themselves and their loved ones. Yet, what do they have to show for it? Nothing. Working paycheck to paycheck with nothing left over to save. And when there is money left over, it seems like life often throws something your way to eat it up like a hungry hungry hippo. It breaks my heart.
If only we lived in a world that was fair. A just world where people got what they deserved. A world where hardworking people were rewarded for their hard work. This is my first post so if you don't know me you may not realize that I'm normally an extremely optimistic person. I do my best to stay positive because in a world filled with negativity, someone needs to balance it out, right? But right now, I'm putting my optimism aside to address the reality of life. The reality that people don't always get what they deserve. The reality that some people are just born into money and take it for granted- drinking, smoking, or snorting it away. The reality that some people have so little, while others have to much. The scales of life are extremely off balance, but that's just the way it goes.
So what to do? How do you come to terms with life's realities? Because as easy as it would be to lay on the couch all day in your SpongeBob pajamas with a tub of Haagan Das watching Sleepless in Seattle, feeling sorry for yourself- that's not an option. You may not be able to control life and it's imbalances, but you can control that way you deal with it all. You have to think about wealth in a different way. I may not be rich, but I have an abundance of riches which can't be contained in a vault-in a wallet-in an old lady's saggy bra. The kind of riches that you CAN take with you. Sometimes you just need to take a step back in order to see what was really important- sometimes you just have to have FAITH, faith that everything will work out the way that they're meant to. Faith that each hiccup, each stumble was strategically placed there in order to teach us a lesson, in order for us to grow...In order for us to find ourselves, and the true meaning of HAPPINESS.
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