I am subbing in reading class this week and we are reading a book about a boy who was severely abused. It was kind of a bummer and I wasn’t feeling very well. I was sipping on Ginger Ale and dealing with dizzy spells off and on. I never let the girls see that I wasn’t feeling well, but kept a smile on my face and encouraged them to do their best. My last period, I told the class that one of the girls at school gets annoyed with me because I’m always happy. How sad that several girls said they didn’t want to offend me, but it is true. I’m always happy and sometimes it gets annoying. I explained to them that being happy is a choice, and that I choose to be happy because I have been extremely unhappy in my life before, and I refuse to let another day be wasted being miserable. That’s not to say that I don’t have bad days or bad minutes, I do!
I have shared with many of the girls that I take anti depressants, but they don’t know that I have a chronic disease caused by a brain tumor that messes up all my hormones and makes me look and feel bad about myself. They don’t know that I am on my second brain tumor and this time it can’t be taken out. They don’t know that I am taking a medication that makes me sick to try and prevent a very invasive surgery that has the potential to keep me disabled for the rest of my life. They don’t know that I am going into my 7th month of physical therapy, not because of my shoulder surgery, but because I have been in almost constant pain for years now. They don’t understand that I miss my kids and granddaughter and all my friends. And they don’t need to know any of that because they have their own crap to deal with. We all have crap to deal with, so let’s just get it dealt with, let’s not dwell on what we can’t do, and let’s concentrate on what we can.
I was driving home from work today listening to my phone messages and dealing with the problems left on my voice mail and text messages. The song Chicken Fried by Zac Brown Band came on and I started mindlessly singing along. Then I remembered the words and thought about them long and hard. The song basically says what I believe. It’s the little daily things that we need to realize are the true blessings in our lives.
You know I like my chicken fried, Cold beer on a Friday night, A pair of jeans that fit just right, and the radio up. And it’s funny how it`s the little things in life that mean the most, not where you live what you drive or the price tag on your clothes. There`s no dollar sign on a piece of mind; this I’ve come to know.
I thank god for my life, and for the stars and stripes, may freedom forever fly – let it ring. Salute the ones who died, and the ones that gave their lives, so we don`t have to sacrifice all the things we love!
So if you agree have a drink with me, Raise your glasses for a toast to a little bit of chicken fried!