“Jelly Beans in life”


il_340x270-1319978492_hfi1I got the jelly beans of wondering where life would lead me this time around? This week made a major turning point in realizing the meaning of life as my Cancer battle began two years ago.

For the first time in my entire life, I’m really alone without the most productive springboard in life – My Loving mother, who penned on leaning on a promise in life that she’d be there in life as a “big supportive player in all the major steps,” I’ve walked in through this entire earth, as she lived her life to the final days of her life’s ever ending battles of her own struggles with life.

“Mother knows best” as they say, “Father knows best” as when it comes to the father’s side of things. The meaning runs true as if you were watching the classic 1950’s television show, “Father knows best.” The same game plan, the same scenario with a twist to the motherly side of things, as if the show was written to the mother’s side of things in the family.

il_340x270-1319978492_hfi1With hope, strength, courage still riddled into my morals of life, the beat continues to beat to the songs and chants of life. I’m not entirely opposed to chasing life entirely on my own – even though I’m well into my early fifties as the second chapter of life in my book of life is written into stone and fine-tuned into the stalls of life.

Perhaps? The second chapter of life as you grow well into your next fifty years into your 100-year Centurian mark of life, you’ve struggled with the accomplishment of achievements you made during your entire life without the gaps of failures tramping across the horizon and ricocheting across the pond negatives before they became the crown jewels of positive achievements.

My springboarding to achieve the goals in life is to achieve them in the best possible way that I can work them into the great voids of futuristic positives and assure my entire moral of life that can be attested to the right outcomes in life, rather than the false negative that can throw the entire game plan out into the entire playing field of drift, agony, intolerance and more the leads those positive achievements into the falsehoods dire consequences and the good vibes never get written onto the headstone over my elegant dead body if my likelihood never beats the fight of Cancer and the greatest achievements in life.

As I said before, “Chapter Two,” is only now being written into the harden stone tablets atop the highest mountain peak that oversees the vast iconic valleys and towering Noble and Douglas fir tree’s that tower the great region of the Pacific Northwest from all angles of the “Lewis and Clark Trail” to the north along the Columbia Gorge near Portland, Oregon, to the wagon ruts of the “Applegate Trail” to the Southern tip of the bordering states of Southern Oregon and Northern California, the story continues to be written until the end of time.

Until then, “that’s a wrap!” – until we meet again on the same Bat Channel, same bat time (who knows when?) and remember a “writer writes always!”

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