Everything Happens For A Reason

As a child, I always said "Everything happens for a reason" and always told people to think positively because good things will happen to you.  I'm realizing now that although I promoted this ideology, I never fully believed in it myself.  I always wondered why bad things always happened to me and how I had amazing advice for all my friends but could never reciprocate it for myself, or most honestly, could never follow my own advice.  WHY? It's because I didn't believe in it.  More or less, I didn't believe in myself.

It took a lot of struggles and heart ache in my lifetime to sit and ponder why life had chosen to treat me so poorly when I try to be a model citizen.  I treat people the way I want to be treated, I am an honest person, I am not fake to people or talk about them behind their backs.  I think of myself as a decent friend, so why on earth do bad things keep on happening to me.

It wasn't until this recent event in my life that made me realize the truth behind all of my beliefs that I never truly believed in.  Everything really does happen for a reason no matter how big or small it is.  I am not trying to start a debate on whether fate is real or if religion exists etc.  I am merely stating my opinion on a situation I have recently been put in. For those of you who follow me or know me, know that I was recently evicted unjustly three days after moving into an apartment for July 1st.  I had many supporters who tried to give me their advice and words of encouragement to fight for what was rightfully mine.  I agree 100% you should always stand up for what you believe in and never let people walk all over you.  What I learned is that sometimes there is a time and place for everything, and sometimes being the bigger person is truly the best approach in life.  It isn't about winning, it isn't about always being heard and having the last word.  Sometimes, being polite and choosing the right time to say things or not to say them is the better choice.  I will be honest, it's not always as fulfilling as saying your peace and making sure you get heard; however, I feel that Karma is reciprocated back when you are the bigger person.

I didn't understand or even fathom a reason why I had to move.  I saw it as a huge burden and set back.  The real reason was revealed to me when I finally moved into my new home.  I found that I feel more at home, my dog is more relaxed, she's welcomed there and feels it.  The town, even though it is small makes me feel less isolated from the world.  I can picture the nice evening walks I will be taking with Rose.  I am only an hour away from everyone who matters to me in my life.  I realized that moving farther away isn't always a bad thing. When you allow change to happen in your life, as scary as it can be at times, it usually ends on a good note.

I am happy to say that Rose and I have found our haven.  It took a lot of sweat and tears and patience, but it was all worth it.  I am looking forward to what this new chapter will bring us.

Be positive and be open to change.

What Grinds My Gears

Its been a little while since my last post.  I have been having such a grand ole time and super busy that I just haven't found the time to sit and write.  How quickly that all changed for me.

It all started when I decided it was time to move since the cost of commuting from Ottawa to Kemptville was killing the bank account.  So I did what any person would do, find a new place to live.  This time though, with my fancy new job I wasn't settling for anything less than I wanted.  My checklist was as follows:

1- Must be between Ottawa and Kemptville since I don't want to leave the city but can't afford to stay
2- Must have some sort of green space so that Miss Rose can run around and be a dog finally, no more of this apartment B.S.
3- I want to be happy!

Well I found all of that! With the help of my wonderful friends and boyfriend, I was able to get everything moved in one shot and did it in impeccable timing.  It was a good day had by all.  Two days later, I find out I have to vacate the premises at the request of the landlord because he's not comfortable with my dog. Yes, she is a Pitbull but the sweetest thing alive.  It breaks my heart that people can't open their eyes or even their minds to change.  His reasoning is that hes responsible for the various people that work there and feels that its best if we moved on. Le Sigh.....

Here I am, sitting around wondering how I am going to pull off another move when I went for broke to move this time around. I know that it will all work out in the end as everything always does, but its getting harder and harder to stay positive.  I took a day and let myself blubber like a fool.  Now its time to pick myself back up and fight back with a vengeance.

I always believed everything happens for a reason...I just wish I knew that reason right now.  This opportunity just wasn't meant to be for me I suppose.  Slowly I'm finding that fire in my belly and I will ROAR once again...soon.  I just have to come up with a game plan and fast!

Keep your fingers crossed for Rose and I.  I know we will be ok, its just disappointing that  people are still so ignorant toward one of the most loyal and loving breeds I have ever known.

Here's to moving forward!