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Coming Out Of The Storm

Wouldn’t it be nice if life were perfect?  Every day would be a happy, uneventful moment.  We could just get up from a good night’s sleep and do whatever we do all day.  Nobody would shoot us down.  We could eat cake without affecting our blood sugar.  We could get through a day without getting ill or facing critical medical events which can change our lives in a heartbeat.

Yeah, that would be great.


Unfortunately life doesn’t work that way.  Damn life.  Instead of being perfect we’re forced to make choices we may not want to.  We have to do things we don’t want to do.  We may make mistakes we regret for the rest of our lives.  Sometimes life really does seem like a box of chocolates because, as Forrest Gump famously said “you never know what you’re going to get”.  I think that is also what makes life beautiful.

For most of us we plan our lives out a certain way, but they usually don’t turn out the way we planned at all.  On Monday we may have the intention of getting married on Saturday.  Then lightning strikes (maybe literally) and we’re in a coma.  One day we may be chatting it up with a bunch of people on the Internet; the next day we’re suffering a stroke.  One morning we may get up, get ready for work, kiss our spouse good-bye and never end up leaving the house because we drop dead in the foyer due to an aneurysm.

I’m a firm believer that life sends out little “warnings” to us when things get too crazy.  It messages us, telling us what we’re about to do is wrong and throws us a curve to purposely get us off track.  There are a lot of things none of us will ever figure out about life, for as long as we live.

But it still would be great if it were perfect.



I'm a writer. I'm also a wife and a parent who works too much and lives too little. In addition to writing I also love to read, listen to music, travel, cook, I enjoy looking for bargains at flea markets or thrift stores, Christmas, football and of course writing! How did I come up with the title of my blog? Two things: 1. I live in New England (duh) and 2. Canadian singer Alan Frew once arrogantly told me to "get a New England life"--again--DUH! I already HAVE one!