Karma

I'm a big believer in karma. Revenge and "sticking it to them" is really fun. I know this from personal experience (as do my ex boyfriends) but it is not nearly as satisfying as just stepping back and letting karma run it's course.

I don't think anyone will ever figure out how "the universe" works and how karma really plays it's role. All of it is just way over my head. I'd like to think that good people get good things, and bad people get bad things. I wish it were that easy and that it was really how our world worked. It never ceases to amaze me how bad things can happen to good, honest, hardworking people. There are a lot of idiots out there, with sick and horrible minds that do horrible unspeakable things. The only thing that gets me to sleep at night after hearing about an abused animal or a missing child is that the person responsible will just get what is coming to them. If I didn't think like that, I'm the type of person that would just let anger fester and it would just eat me alive.

I hate people that are just bad. I'm all about having those "gut feelings" or sensing something just isn't right. My dog, Max, is really sensitive to people and emotions around him, and is usually the first one to tell me "I don't like this person". Usually he'll just give out a little growl, or ignore them completely and sit beside me. I always trust that instinct of his. The people that piss me off the most, besides the ones that do things intentionally to good people that don't deserve it, are those that pretend they aren't doing anything wrong. They pretend that they are the victims. But really they know they are being assholes intentionally.

Stuart and I are good people. We are huge animal lovers and rescue all our animals. We have good friends that rally around us when we need them to. We have wonderful family. Stuart is the most hardworking and selfless person I know and does everything he can to support us. I strive to be a better wife and mother. We do our best to help those that need it, whenever we can. We both believe in the motto "hardwork pays off". Our goals for the future do not include being rich and having a huge house with a maid. We aren't materialistic with flat screen tv's and fancy clothes. We just want to one day own a house with a bit of land so we can have some animals (all rescues, of course!) and live the quiet and happy life.

I just have to hold faith in all that and hope that because we are good people, we will reach our goals. We are working hard to get where we want to be. We are not "stepping" on anyone along the way, and we remember to appreciate the little things in life.

This is what I think about when we have a bad week. One of our close friends told me last night "don't worry, things always work out" and he is absolutely right.

I'm a big worrier. Sometimes my worrying consumes me. Actually. Stu is always telling me to stop worrying and getting ahead of myself. It's one of the things everyone just knows about me. Lol. Along with the fact that I'm "strongly opinionated" and have a slight temper. But after I relax a little, and remember to think logically, I come to the same conclusion: Everything will work itself out. Because we are hardworking, honest, and good.