I've always believed in the balance of life....

"'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life...."


One of my favorite songs, "Bittersweet Symphony" - The Verve, is in the background of my day, and sort of my life actually. Right now anyway.
 
I've always believed in the balance of life. There will be good days, and there will be not so good days. I embrace the good days so tight I squeeze the life right out of them. They far outnumber any bad days I might have, because, as you know, for the most part I rarely have a bad day.
 
A very dear friend was recently diagonosed with Non Hodgkins Lymphoma. Nothing like a reality check like that to have life come to a screeching halt for a moment. Cancer of any kind, at any age, is no fun obviously. He's only thirty-five years old, but he told me, "I will beat this".
 
So I wake up and go about my day. I hear, and see, parents screaming at their kids in public places. I see people cutting other people off in traffic. I hear people complaining at work about mundane things that really, in the end, have very little meaning. It makes me tired and sad in a way, to see a much bigger picture out there, that often goes unnoticed by others who forget to realize how lucky they are. I include myself in that statement too, I'm human.
 
"Here comes the sun"....comes on next, as I type this. And that is where I live, mostly. Constantly flipping the coin over to find the brighter side.
 
So yes, BP, you will beat this. If I didn't have faith in this statement I wouldn't say it. I've seen cancer get kicked to the curb so many times, this one will be no different.
 
My request for you, my friends, is this:
 
Be happy. If you're not, change things until you are. Read good books, and walk the dog, and eat a snowcone every time you want to. Be grateful for pretty things, like a gorgeous sunset or a lake with ducks swimming across the top of the water. Be kind. Call your friends and tell them you care about them. Make plans soon, especially if you haven't seen them for a while. Go to a concert and ROCK.OUT. Buy a plane ticket to a beach, and dig your toes in the sand. Write a book. (this is for my friend Kate who did just that, I can't wait to promote it when I get back in Facebook and Twitter).
 
And I wasn't kidding about the snowcone.
 
See you soon friend,
Tiffany
 
PS Severe Storms are on the horizon for North Texas tonight and tomorrow. If we have to eat Breakfast at Tiffanys by candlelight, I certainly won't mind. Will you?