I've never been much of a rollercoaster fan- not even in my younger days! I love amusement parks but I always avoid the rollercoasters. Some people thrive on them- they travel from afar to ride the newest coasters across the country. Me? I'd rather stick with the more predictable rides-they can go fast but the ups and downs and loops just make me scream "let me off!" and then I usually puke. Seriously- it ruins everything.
Life can be a lot like a rollercoaster ride. We can be moving along just great when out of the blue we are thrown around some curve, or hung upside down or zooming down a drop that leaves our hearts in our throats. Anyway, I have realized that I just don't do well with rollercoasters. I need to avoid them and observe everyone else on them screaming with fear and delight and excitement. I can do without it.
Unfortunately, when your life IS the rollercoaster ride you can't actually avoid it. You have to just go with it and scream and cry and quite possibly in my case THROW UP! The alternative is jumping off the darn thing and then the damage would be even worse. So...for those sweet, concerned friends and family out there who have been worried about me- Thank you SO much for checking on me. I'm going to be ok- The rollercoaster ride has come to a stop for this time and I'm almost past the nauseous stage now and life will be normal again.....until next time. Because somewhere the message hasn't gotten out that I don't like the rides and somehow I manage to get dragged on another one at some given point. I could live without it- but I haven't been killed on one yet. Let's hope we can keep it that way! Merry-go Round anyone?
Seventeen years, seventeen stories.
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