Happy Birthday, Godson Michael!

Today, my older godson, whom I have always honestly thought of as really my SON, turns 20 years old. Wow, time flies!

I think my boy has turned out to be a really good man. There are flaws that need to be ironed out, but at his core (and often out in the open), he is everything I always hoped he would be! I am a proud Quasi-Dad!

It’s an emotional day for another reason, but I won’t go too much into that. I was just reading a friend’s diary, and it made me think about my own life, which is not an unusual thing. I started thinking about how hypersensitive I am, how emotional and totally over-the-top I often am. 

You know what? I love that. 

There are things I do that horrify me later. There are times I am a total monster. But there are also times when I am flying so high on happiness that I really enjoy being alive. Maybe it’s due to be bipolar…not sure…but I know how to squeeze every single drop of happiness out of a positive thing in my life. I don’t mean that I take away the happiness. I mean that I ENJOY it! 

Life is challenging and often very difficult, but it is GOOD. The bad times are horrendously bad, sometimes, but it really doesn’t take much to make me happy, and little things can cause great big excitement and joy. I thank God for that ability. For the ability to absorb every single ounce of enjoyment in a good situation, and to figure out the good that was present BEHIND the bad.

I told Tiffany the other day, when she worried about being happy about something while  her boyfriend was going through a rough time, that happiness is fleeting, so grab hold and enjoy the hell out of it while it lasts. I think that was good advice, because above all, I want everyone to be HAPPY.