A new mountain.

Yesterday wasn't the best day ever yet it wasn't the worse day ever either. But I will say getting sucker punched in the gut with the wind vacuumed slurped from your lungs is never a great feeling. It takes awhile for you to learn how to breathe again to catch your breath. Sometimes in life you get so focused into what you are doing you have  mountain to climb and right when you think you are almost to the top it doubles in size and you realize in many ways you have to start your climb all over again. Once upon knowing this you are left feeling utterly exhausted completely furious at the fact that you have what seems like an endless climb ahead of you when it seemed like moment ago you were making great progress. Hikes are like that...the trees part you take in your surroundings and think wow i am high up i must be close to the top but then reality hits you and you realize nope i have quite a bit more to go. There is nothing wrong with getting torked off with life and the mountains it brings to our lives...nothing wrong with just wanting to stop or stand still. What does matter is that we climb once again. That we gather our strength catch our breath and start again. It doesn't matter how long it takes us or how big our steps are...just that we are taking them. A journey of a 1,000 miles begins with one single step. So we take it...with hopes this new mountain will have the greatest view of all. WE are made to endure.to carry on. to live this life to its very fullest. And above all find the blessings as we go that make us realize there is much to be grateful for...LOVEthisLIFE...even in the darkness. even in the climb. even in the rain. even in the challenges. even in the struggles. Its still a beautiful life to be fought for.