There is Beauty in Pain.(period)

Oh the pleasure Sundays bring…some people do church or laundry or the central park thing. Maybe all of the above. I sometimes do. Hope you had a great weekend that made up for the hellish week, that some of you may have had. If not, guess who still has some time to improve on the quality of your life. That’s right, You. Moi. Us! All those things you have no control over, let it go. But do take control over your reaction to the not so nice gifts the world sends your way. Moving along…so I know that no one is ever excited about pain. Who can blame you. Pain is an unpleasant physical sensation, feeling of discomfort, emotional distress, and somebody or something troublesome (according to the world dictionary). Nothing is a Fabulous about any of that. However the treasures that pain brings forth is priceless. There is an extreme process to actually see the beauty of diamond. There is an extreme process to witness and feel the joy that a new born baby brings into a room full of strangers. Yes my darling there is even an extreme process in perfecting your amazingly arched brows. Point is, nothing worth having comes easy. What’s even more real is that you do not endure nothing you go through personally for yourselves. I know it sounds crazy but its true. Your story is for someone else. There is power in sharing your growing pains of life with someone who is going through what you went through. Actually you are required to share it with people. Why? It gives hope to someone who has just lost there mate, job, loved one, home, finances-whatever it is. If you are unable to see the Beauty that hope brings from your personal experience in pain. Than you have to do something that is a little more harder than sharing your pain…you have to let it go…Smooches doll & dudes!