Life and Rollercoasters

I permanently live on a rollercoaster that is called life. I find it amazing how high a person can feel and at that highest point go down so fast and so deep that it almost seems unbearable. There are so many fast turns I barely even feel the effect of them until they are behind me. And before I know it I am still again…waiting for that next jerk that will either lead me into a cycle of stomach droppers or up to a place where no one can touch me. But still at that height I always pray to stay there. I’m not ready to go down. But of course the inevitable happens. And even being at the front of the line with my path right in front of me, it’s nothing but a blur and nothing can stop me from where the track is taking me. Whether I want it to or not it is going to happen and probably when I least expect it. With no control I am taken on this ride that leaves me speechless, but makes me scream at the top of my lungs at the same time. There aren’t a lot of things that brings fear, laughs, cries, and excitement all in one breathe. Only life and roller coasters. The best part-I’m not alone.

Ever since I can remember I have always felt loved and part of a very special family. Normal…that was us. But after some maturing I came to realize that normal was not even close to what my family is. We have our “quirks” that I feel make us unique. So in writing this, the Wages family to my amusement would be called “The Wages of Sin”…an honest description of who we are, but to the core the best people I know.

To me it is not the mistakes that you have made, but how you choose to fix those faults that define who you are.