.checks and balances.

"let it always known that I was who I am..."


There are times in life where we are broadsided with the unexpected. This time last year I was indeed, quite literally, broadsided. T-boned. Just a part of life, it happens, you fix it and move on.

Tonight, I listened to an interview. An interview of a beautiful women with a beautiful life who is absolutely so sure of life. A well-versed women who's comfort has been unwillingly broken; a women who was broadsided not once-but twice. Two misfortunes of a ridiculously large magnitude that have now reshaped her life in more ways that I'm sure she could have ever imagined. However...through it all, you could hear it, you could hear it in her voice-past her words, past her stories, past her pain, and even past her misfortunes...joy. So genuinely spoken with every breath...joy. Through it all, through all the dirt, grit, and what she thought was torture, she could still salvage the pure joy of, what she calls, a blessed life which she has been so graciously given. Beyond that...she gives it back three fold in every possible way she can-even before her life was turned upside down. No complaints. Just...giving.

I have not cried in a long time. A long time.
Tonight that changed-out of joy.
The astonishment that overcame me was unexpected to hear the strength of this women tell how her tragically a beautifully blissful life had taken a turn, one right after another, and then to hear her boldly and honestly speak the words: '...I have no complaints...'


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"...I have no complaints..."