“Some people grumble that roses have thorns; I am grateful that thorns have roses.”
― Alphonse Karr,
WHY I CHOSEN THIS QUOTE
To me it seems kind of obvious what this dude means.
It’s rather more optimistic -a great improvement from #FollowGreatFootsteps quote yesterday.
Yesterday I couldn’t get out.
It was a miracle that I got some exercise done ( to shut up the eating disorder critters) and managed to clean the house,blog and read blogs and get a bath and spend a bit of time with my G and Bella Bee
It might not sound like much; for me: when my mood shifts- getting out of bed is an achievement.
No joking around.
The scales are still being twats.
Give me the number I want!
It is like a screwed up version of playing the lottery. The exception is the more you lose the richer and happier you become.
When I think of roses.I think YELLOW -my favourite colour rose.
It makes me smile. My Gran once bought me a butterfly shaped trinket.
It says on it :
“Happiness is like a butterfly, it settles on those when you least expect it”
Yesterday, my Bella bee and my G came home with a wild Daffodil they had found -yellow, I associate the colour with happiness.
Maybe that is why I kept my bathroom painted in a fizzy ,repugnant yellow for 7 years -in my not so new home. It was the first bathroom I didn’t use laxatives and abuse my body. It is a place I associate with peace and no pain . I am talking about a toilet here.
Peace in a toilet?
Is there such a thing?
I could be talking through my ass but I can do these things. It’ my blog- (sticking out my tongue)
If I touch a rose I get pricked -possibly multiple times but it is worth pain to behold in your hands; something that has the scent of a new born day-dewy and fresh.
That has passed already.
I get to touch a petal.
Natures clothe of velvet.
A newly blossomed rose is quite a stunning sight.
Check me out trying to get all poetic. HA HA!
we have to go through some pricks -people or experiences, if we want chance to feel the beauty that is happiness .
Thorns makes us bleed.
DON’T TOUCH MY FUCKING ROSE!
To me :it says you are going to have to feel pain in life and it’s going to cut you up but it will be worth it.
If a rose can blossom living amongst the thorns then so can you. Our lives and our selves blossom in spite of all the pain we have to go through.
Those very thorns can protect us. Experience teaches us.
The suffering is 100% worth it in the long run. So what game are you playing ?
The long sprint or the short cuts?
Just something to think about ….
If you have read the blurb bit already, no need to unless you want .:D