obladi oblada...

life does go on. even after all seems lost and you're down in the dumps, it does go on. my brother once told me that i have a good history of bouncing back. now, does that mean i'm a glutten for misfortune. i don't think so. i look at it like this. it's all a matter of perspective. i look at trip ups as learning experiences. some really suck more than others, but i always remember one thing. i'm still breathing. i am still here. loved and supported by many. i know that life is full of suprises and and it's how we 'bounce back' into the real world and keep our feet underneath us, and keep moving forward. i am thankful for the hand that life has dealt me. i would not change a single thing about my life. i would not be the man i am today without the stumbles i've had along the way.
i love my family very much. they have had my back through thick and thin. especially my mother. i admire her strength and her love for me and my brother and sisters, and the rest of my family.
and so, when one door closes, another one opens...and i'm opening a good one!