Life's lessons

 .I have a friend who can come up with a life lesson simply from eating  a bowl of rice Krispies. I adore reading her blogs. She's a real writer, published and all. I'm a slip shod writer who tries to get by on a limited vocabulary and imagination. My life lessons were hard earned. I live with the many memories  of peculiar events. Over the years I've learned to somehow embrace my past. It's made me who I am today.  Oprah (remember her) often talks about her "Ah Ha moments. I was never an Oprah fan and we haven't had TV for 12 years so please don't judge me folks.. Anyway, the other day I had one of those moments. You know the kind where some snip-it of this life begins to make sense.. Like a puzzle.. I was remembering a part of my past that would best be left to rest. This was very difficult for me because I"m not the person that I use to be. I think I'm 365 degrees different in a positive way. I really care about others. I don't want to run to the hills anymore just because my hair is turning gray or the visa bill keeps getting higher. I feel that there's hope these days. God has shown me over the years that He is always faithful. Sure , faithful to some might mean a life without trials. Not for me, no siree bub.. but I have a real reassurance that I can breeze through this life even through the difficulties with The Lord at my side. I may live on "What A Jolly Street" but it took a life time to get here. A bowl of cereal may not have an impact on me. My life lessons come from the school of hard knocks.. I may have been knocked down but I am not defeated.. Gotta Go and do life.. Adieu...