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The sun sets on another day...

Sunset, a grand and glorious time that sparkles the soul. We can be a part of it every night, well, unless the weather hides the sunset from us again.

There are a lot of great writers who talk about alternate realities. From screenplays to comics, from novels to song, each has a thought that wanders around the incredible idea of "what if".

I am fascinated by "what ifs" and they strike a chord within me as I consider many points in time and how the cards fell, and what if they had only fallen a little differently. I can think of few people who don't consider some points of their lives as trying to challenging in some way. Of those I can think of fewer who have not thought about the possibility of a different outcome. 

Some writers have taken it further and every moment does not make us who we are, but our decisions create different realities with multiple "us"s floating around being happy and sad based on our decisions. In these realities the high school crush became the forever love, the college job offer created an empire, or the roll of the dice created riches and we all exist. Wouldn't it be nice if we knew that a version of us was enjoying Tahiti right now? A family member we loved survived? A college roommate started a billion dollar company with us? A nice thought.

In the end we know, or at least are pretty sure, we are it and the decisions we made made us who we are, but don't let go of the "what if" as those "what ifs" can drive us to new heights, and help us see the world in a better way. What ifs made the world, and I know friends that have taken what ifs and made businesses and more as I have in the past and perhaps again in the future. What ifs give us books, movies, songs and more, and what ifs make love more complete, and give us something to believe in even when we feel down. 

So as the sun sets on another day, as you stand on a hill overlooking the paths before you and someone asks what you will do, tell them the truth, tell them, I will do what I think is right at this moment, because I have seen the what ifs in front of me, and that was the best choice. Make those choices, and consider the what ifs, make them reality and be happy with your decisions, no matter what.

Sleep sweet, love life, and live hard...

 

 

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The sun sets on another day...

Snow is coming, which means in a few minutes I will be out plowing, won't that be fun? The sunset was there, but it looked awfully white tonight.

It is funny how memories can come so strong and define a moment quickly. It is even funnier when you consider that we are all made up of memories, and we push ourselves forward based on how we were treated, and how we reacted previously to similar situations. You decide, funny ha ha or funny strange.

I had a spectacular grandmother in middle Michigan. I have a fantastic grandfather as well, but this is about my grandmother.

When I was young they live din the country and I spent a great deal of time there in the summers. I learned how to bail hay, split wood, cut down trees and so much more. When I was young there were three channels and no cell phones or other items. I read a lot, and was outside most of the time. If we got hungry, there was always something to eat, from digging up raw potatoes, to eating an apple when they were in season, to blackberries, carrots, cucumbers and more. Raw rhubarb became a fun sour feast, and a salad or tomato was never far away if you were willing to pick it. I remember picking strawberries in the early times, and corn in the falls, and all along my grandmother would can.

She often said, we are "getting ready for tomorrow and enjoying today" when we helped, and pickles were very fun. Now, let me start by saying, if you like pickles from a store and never have had homemade pickles, well, you have missed out. Whether we were making dill pickles or bread and butters, sweet pickles or something new and different, the pickles always turned out amazing. Grandma would spend a lot of time matching the right spices that were usually grown in the garden as well, and making sure each pickle type was handled and canned with care. the jars didn't look like much as we put them in the pantry, but when they were opened, they were a piece of paradise. What does this have to do with anything?

It took me years to realize I was a pickle as well. My Grandmother and Grandfather built a series of morals into me and a need to love, to live, and to be more. I did not see it then because, well, I was stuck in a jar, but now I see it plainly every day. Every bit of spice was added to make me part of who I am today, knowing how good it would be later. I look back all the time wondering how they knew what to give me, and what to tell me, but I was glad they did.

Who canned your pickles? Did they turn out fine? What did they do for you to show you a way to paradise? It is easy if you think about it. Just remember, accept who you are, remember you are made of your past and building towards a future, and only you can decide how you will grow. That being said, are you feeling pickled yet? (Bread and Butter, yummy)

So as the sun sets on another day, it is hard to know where we become who we are, but it is definite we are who we are made to be, by both nature and nurture, the things that were put in, and the care used to make us, we are who we are today. I would like to think we all turned out okay, and together maybe we can make pickles, and a little paradise. Define yourself with what you have, and enjoy every piece that went into who you are, no matter what.

Sleep sweet, love life, and live it daily...

 

 

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The sun sets on another day...

Maybe I should change that to the snow falls on another day, what do you think? 

I was walking outside at after 10:00 tonight in the snow. I pause for a second for you to scratch your head in wonder at why I would be walking in the dark in the snow. The answer is simple, to walk the several hundred yards to the end of the driveway and put out the garbage. (Makes more sense now). As I walked I used the flashlight to see in front of me and noticed there were no tracks where I was going. It made me smile, why? Because I was forging a new path that had not been walked before. Well, a path that had not been walked on in this new snow before.

It is funny when we see a bunch of paths in front of us, and we start walking one that looks untraveled, knowing it has been traveled before. There are a lot of paths in life like that that are just waiting for us to travel them, the tracks underneath long since covered. Does it matter? Absolutely not. Whether it is a new path or an old path the path you travel is your path now. This path is yours to walk, run, laugh, sing, skip, jog or frantically zig zag across as you see fit. After all, this is your life and it is 100% what you make it. In the end only you can choose, and only you are responsible for all of it. That being said you should make it a good one, and press every path with all of the gusto that you can, making each day and forged road that you are proud of one way or another. (I like that one way or another thing)

So what is your path? Is it a good one? Are you enjoying the way? Do you have your flashlight? Are you finding a path that makes your days great days? Try it, I think, yes, it is an opinion, that every day can be pretty good if we let it be. Find your day, make it great, and enjoy it, no matter what.

Sleep sweet, love life, and smile for the camera...

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The sun sets on another day...

The winds bellowed and blew this afternoon and still, while the power of the wind was immense, there I was with others watching that power, overcoming the odds.

I got a kick out of the wind today and a few silly videos I took of the waves as they crashed against the ice wall. It was awe inspiring to watch waves of 10-20 feet hit ice shelves created by the waves in the first place as the cold air froze the massive lake.

Sometimes we sit out here and take chances enjoying the beauty of such things. My best friend made a statement as he took a picture on the other side that it was like a sandblaster, on this side of the channel I watched waves hammer in winds that no sail could ever take, and still we were lined up in an ice blaster. Silly or amazing does not matter, the point is, we were there to enjoy the moments, and as we did, we overcame nature and found beauty in its place.

Take a few chances in life, enjoy the beauty that is out there. Find a moment and make that moment complete, and as you do so, make the world a better place with your positive aspirations, and positive moments. You know, I think it is worth it.

So as the sun sets on another day, wow, what a ride The storms were epic, but the will of people to see more and be more, just as epic. Make your day the day others look at and say "wow". Make your day the best day ever, no matter what.

Sleep sweet, love life, and wow...