Posts Tagged ‘grateful’

It’s my birthday!

Good evening guys!

Poetsandall turns 5 today! How amazing is that! I have had this blog for 5 years now and I hope to have it for another 50 or more.

I would just like to thank my amazing viewers for sticking by me for all these years. I could not have done this without you guys and all your comments.

My writing Mentor saw a light inside me and he lit it. It is an eternal flame that will be burning forever and as long as I have my inspirations, muse, and you guys, I will continue to write till my heart’s content!

Thank you all once again!

Love

Ash

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Close call

Hey guys

Ok so yesterday an incident happened to me that has made me open my eyes and realise what really is important and how short life is.
I was driving and the robot turned red. As I was waiting there for it to turn green a man ran into my side mirror and took it off my car door… Long and scary story short, the guy tried to get money out of me and tried to pull a ‘fast one’

Now I love people. All types of people but yesterday for the first time in my life I told my mom that I really don’t like people. There are people out there who can harm other people and or kill them. That is beyond scary! I sat in my car with a Taser in my hand waiting for the cops to come and sort everything out. Now I panic after not during something so I grew a set of balls and stood up for myself. Back of my mind I kept on saying that I cannot go down without a fight and I just need to suck it up because I have promises to keep and people to love. The cops came and sorted everything out and I was told to just leave and go home because I was not in the wrong. So I got into my car and drove home as if nothing happened. As I turned off my car, my body began to shake and turn into jelly and I had a full on melt down! It only really hit me then what had happened to me and what could have happened if I had done something differently.

Some of you may be thinking that I should be traumatised and scared to drive again and go down that road… you are wrong. Bad things happen, nothing we can do about them and we cannot change what is meant to happen to us. I was meant to go through yesterday in order to get stronger and be more aware of my surroundings and take people for who they really are. I always see the good before the bad and sometimes I even forget about the bad and only see the good but unfortunately there are people out there who make bad decisions and innocent people have to suffer because of it.

So I had a close call yesterday and I was scared but I had to calm down and think logically and listen to my inner voice telling me what to do and how to react. Thank G-D I am ok and not hurt. My car is fixed and it is as if nothing had happened and this morning I drove down that road and I took a deep breath in and got through it.

Best part of it all was that I realised what an amazing support system I have. My love for my family grew yesterday and it is amazing what one tight hug can do for a person.

So moral of my bad experience: shit happens and there is nothing we can do about it except for taking the good out of it and realising how lucky we are to be alive and have the support system we have. Br grateful for the people you know and the people you knew because each and every one of them were meant to be there, even the ones that made the wrong decisions.

Ash
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