Oreo.....your killing me!!!

The Oreo cookie strikes again.

I have been working a lot these past few weeks. I'm tired most days. After an extremely difficult day at work. It was one of those where everything goes wrong work a ridiculous amount of hours kinda day.

Anyways, I needed to pick up a few things before going home. I come across this new version of the Oreo and I'm like, NO, enough already!! I'm not having it. This is insane now.

Then it hits me. I don't just dislike the Oreo and what it represents  (see previous blog: look to the cookie) I do not want to choose from original, a limited edition, or a brand new flavor. I want the Original.

Why do we think that we have to improve upon the original version of something? Change it so much so, that it's a vague resemblance of the original. I get that variety is good. Is it better than the original when it no longer contains everything the original has?

Think about this for a moment. People will pay an enormous amount of money to obtain an original of something. What does that say to you?

I get wanting to improve. I'm always pushing myself to do better or be better. The difference is, me. I'm an original. I may make myself stronger, smarter, try new things or go to new places, but I am still me, an original. I do not change who I am like the Oreo does. Like society wants us to.

So, do what you want Oreo Cookie. Change flavors, be mini sized, double stuffed and however else you feel the need to change from the original version of you.

For me, I will keep on being the best most original version of me, without changing who I am.

Until next time,
~It is what it is~

Simple and Complex.....

Simple but understanding of the complexity of life.

I think life is viewed in black and white. The interpretation of life should always be done in grey. Love is passion. Life should be lived with passion and in that passion brings out the color of life.

When is anything in this life exactly what it appears to be? How often do we question what we are actually looking at?

I'm as real as I can be, probably 95% of the time. Why? Because sometimes I don't want to expose my true thoughts, I might not trust what's going on, or I might be waiting for the next move to play out before I make mine. I admit this to show you that we all have an interpretation of life. We have all learned that in this life, we need to look deeper and think differently in all of life's occurrences. Very rarely life just happens as we see it. People have motives, are coming from a perspective that we cannot always see, and life has taught us, that because we each have the freedom to think for ourselves, those thoughts will be different for each of us.

When you see a glass of water and it is filled to the middle of the glass, is it half empty or half full? The glass of water is black and white. Whether you view it as being half empty or half filled is the grey of life. The result ends up being colorfully expressed by the passion of your decision to which it is in fact half empty or half filled.

This is life. A simple way to be in the complex world we live in.


Until next time,
~It is what it is~

Forever Lost

As children, some of us, had an imaginary friend. Perfectly normal. Someone we could trust and be free with. A sign of a healthy imagination for most. For some us, it was an escape. Being able to allow us to be truly free.

Life can have harsh realities, even at an early age. These harsh realities will manifest into who we are and who we become. Most of us will recover and move past them. Allowing us to move from the past and into what the future holds for us. For some, it will not be so easy.

We wear many masks daily. The pain of the harshness never truly leaves us. It just merges with our future. We can be taught not to trust, not to love, to grow up way before we actually should, and never to be accepted for who we are. Also they may not have the support system they need.

Adults are looked as to be responsible mature adults. It is believed that as an adult we should know the answers to all. To be able to obtain the answers when we don't. The thing is some of the strongest adults I know actually have the best masks. You only see the strength they have. You don't see their pain. You don't see their brokenness. You don't see their tears. You don't see their loneliness. You see what they want you to see.

The strongest of adults don't know how to be any other way.

I wonder if they have an imaginary friend with whom they can be free with? A place where they can just be. A place they can be accepted and loved for not being strong. A place where they feel like a lost boy who has been found.

Makes me wonder if that is how they keep going.

We never truly know what one has to endure in this life. Not everyone shares every detail of their lives. The strong wear their masks well.

You may think they are living in a false reality of this world.

I think they are actually living in reality with a child like mindset of how to deal with the harshness of this world.

They can set it aside with a healthy imagination.

How about you?

Until next time,
~It is what it is~

~I LOVE YOU~

~I LOVE YOU~ 

In today's world, I believe, I love you, is said with an ease and not with the understanding of the true depth that the words come with. A love that is meant for lovers.

~I LOVE YOU~

Do we mean it when we say it in the moment? Are we just saying it in the moment because we are caught up in the feeling of the moment? When the moment passes, does the love also pass?

~I LOVE YOU~

Means you love this person. Does it mean forever? Deeply? Lightly? Whole heartedly? Is it just for a time? 

What does I love you, mean to you? Think about to who and how often you say it.

~I LOVE YOU~

How do we know when it is real? When it is meant to be forever? It is so different for each of us. What we see with others, does not mean that's how it's going to be for all. It's how it is meant to be for them.

~I LOVE YOU~

What if it's when we look into someone's eyes and we see all that we could possibly be and more? When we are with them, we don't just feel, we are. What if it's not a feeling but a knowing that brings out the act of love? An act that we know we can no longer do without but it is not possessive. It is freeing. It is honest. It is raw. There is no fear. There is an acceptance. A kindness. A beauty. A Tenderness. There is comfort. There is a bond. It makes you believe there is more in you and in them that has yet to be discovered. There is growth. There is courage.  It is an extension of each of you.

~I LOVE YOU~

I believe Love is an act. An act that brings out everything we have in us to the surface. There is no controlling it.

~I LOVE YOU~

Choose whom you say it to wisely. Mean it when you say it, each and every time. There are no take backs once it's said. An action has a reaction, always.

~I LOVE YOU~

Until next time,

~It is what it is~

Acceptance or Change which will it be??

This really says it all does it not? We are the result of our choices or lack of choices we make.

We can't blame anyone else. It is our decision to accept what life brings us or change it.

Choosing to do and be right with yourself is always the right choice to make. Accepting the situation for what it is can be a difficult. Not everything can be changed.

I do believe there is no difference in between acceptance and change. A wise person knows what can be changed and what needs to be accepted. They are taking responsibility either way. A choice needs to be made in order to continue on with life.

Accepting that things cannot change, can be challenging. It is tremendously hard to do nothing. It is so much easier to think our way of doing things will provide the best outcome. If that were the case, you would be God. We have to be willing to let go of what we know. Accept that it is meant to be just the way it is. By choosing to do something other than, accepting what it is, will make it something else.

You can believe with every ounce of your being that something is meant to be a certain way but as soon as you try to force it, it becomes something else. Accept what it is, for what it is.

You can change something into something else and it will not survive the change because you changed it.  If you are meant to change it, it will change into something so filled with life, it becomes better than it was before.

Knowing what to do in either case, is called living.

May you live a life well lived.

A life filled with acceptance and change.


Until next time,
~It is what it is~

Just be weird and let it be.....

I love when things just happen. I wasn't scheduled to work today but I was called in. It was only going to be for few hours. I thought, I will just go in, do what I have to and be done. 

Today had other plans for me. I really do dislike small talk with someone I know. If I know you, then we should be able to talk about anything and everything. Weird, strange, meaningful and the frivolous. They all mean something to me. 

The ones that I love the most are the unplanned ones. You can't plan the topic, the depth, or the weirdness of them. Sometimes I run into to someone and I get great advice or give them the same. Sometimes it's just to listen, laugh or catch up. 

Today's chat was completely unexpected, honest, not your normal topic and thought provoking.  It was a deep personal chat with an unexpected person and light at the same time. Unexpected due to the place setting and the nature of the chat. Their honesty brought out my own. It was just one of those raw honest chats that you just can't plan. It makes you think and gives you another perspective.

Which leads me to this post. How often do we just let the moment be? Things do happen for a reason. I could have not gone into work today. I could have chosen not to ask certain questions. They could of done the same and the conversation would have changed. 

How often do we appreciate the weird unexpected moments that life has to offer? Do we really see the moment when we are in it? Do we see it and allow it to be? 

Do we walk away from it because it is unexpected?

I know, way too many what if's.

I think we just need to let it be. Let life play out as it should. Be weird. Be random. Be vulnerable.

Just be.

Until next time,

~It is what it is~

I just wanted a cup of coffee!!

"COFFEE"

I like coffee. One of my son's works at Mcdonald's as a  kitchen manager. He told me a few weeks ago that any size coffee is $1.00.  I'm like YAY!!! 

Yeah that didn't last long. Each and every time I go through the drive thru to get a coffee, they screw up my order. I am only ordering a cup of coffee people!!!! It should not be that hard. 

One large iced-coffee, light cream and no sugar. Very simple or so I thought. The first time, they asked me what flavor would I like? Umm...none. So you want a large black iced coffee cream and sugar? No. I want a large iced coffee, light cream and no sugar. Your total is $1.07 drive up. I pay and go to the next window. Yeah, they try to hand me a coffee with extra cream. My son wasn't working.

I was running late leaving for work and didn't make myself a cup of coffee. I try the drive thu again. This time I was told that their coffee comes pre-mixed. I'm like, umm no it doesn't. Another lady comes on the speaker and says drive up ma'am. After an explanation of what I want, I go to the next window. Ugh..I tell her no, I wanted light cream not extra cream. She takes the cover of the cup, dumps some out and adds more coffee. I'm like umm really? My son was not working. 

I was driving home from work, tired, I think I'll just grab a coffee. I know, glutton for punishment. I will make this one easy. One large black iced coffee please, no cream, no sugar. Drive up. I am actually excited that it is going to so well!!! I pay and go to the next window. Ugh....she tries to hand me an iced coffee that looks like milk with a splash of coffee. I said slowly and clearly, "I didn't order that. I ordered one large, black, iced coffee." My son was not working.

I realize I live in a southern state. I realize I am trying to get coffee at a fast food place. I realize I am not ordering this coffee when in fact my son is working. I realize that I give way too many chances before I am done with something. I realize that I can only get the coffee I like when my son is working.  I own it.

What I now realize is that, people do not listen when they are not interested in what you have to say. You may be too oblivious to notice the signs. They don't remember past moments, they don't remember what they say to you, and they do not want to even pretend to be sorry for not paying attention to you in the first place.

Think about this for a minute. I'm sure you can now see or maybe you have seen and just gave an excuse for their behavior. 

I think maybe your giving way too many chances and it's time to stop. They are not worth your time and certainly not worth a dime. Ask yourself why you are accepting this behavior? What are you getting out of it? Stop it. That simple. Yes it really is. 

I will now have to drive out of my way to get a large light cream iced coffee with no sugar that will cost me more than a buck, but that's okay. 

I am worth more than a dollar anyways!!

And so are you!!!! 

Until next time,
~It is what it is~