Positivity Press #6

2018 was a year full of ups and downs. For the ups, my wife and I welcomed our second child into the world, and we were able to buy a house! For the downs, I had to work 60-70 hours a week between two jobs just to get by, and we still racked up several thousand dollars worth of credit card debt. We had much to be thankful for, but we were also barely treading water.
But 2019 has seen a much more positive beat for my family! My novel, a work 6 years in the making, finally got published and has been doing decently well in sales! I got a solid promotion at one of my jobs that allowed me to quit the other one, and it even came with a host of benefits that lightened our monthly financial load. It’s a great job, the kind of thing I’ve been wanting to do for a long time now, and I get more time at home with my family. Our 5 year old graduated Kindergarten and our 1 year old is happy and healthy. We paid off that credit card debt, and are now able to sock away extra money each paycheck.

There are highs and lows in life. Few people ever get to a good place without trudging through a bog of bad times first, and 90% of that fight is your attitude. You gotta look forward to the goal, keep it ever present in mind. There’s one piece of advice my dad handed down to me that stuck, and I’ll pass it on to anyone who reads this, especially if you’re a young adult: your 20’s should suck. You’ll probably have to live on a shoestring budget, passing up on most, if not all, of your wants just to make ends meet. But if you budget well, put in the time and effort, and with a little luck, you’ll get into your 30’s and 40’s with a sound financial base and finally be able to treat yourself. That’s how I’ve lived the eight years since I turned 20, and it’s looking to finally pay off!

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Poem #201

There’s only one way to conquer your pain.
Find comfort in it. Take it as a sign that you
still feel, that there’s still fight in you.
When you hurt, you breathe.
When you hurt, you are forced to find healing.
But when you are numb there’s nothing left.
Hurt. Yell. Break. Mend. Hit lower than bottom
and build a staircase out of nothing.

Poem #197

Like an old, forgotten fountain here
I stand. Once I shined in all of my splendor
and filled with life and now I am drained.
No more water, no more admire.
My edges are jagged, the bright, white
color began to look gray. You can see the
cracks but I felt them a long time ago
because they always start on the inside
before emerging to the surface. Will anyone
recognize there’s still life in this fountain and
toss a coin to make a wish?

Poem #196

Tonight I am letting it all out.
I am starting a fire to burn down the
bridges I’ve built. It burns my soul too
but they need to go down. No more
turning back. Never again will I walk
the old path and when the fire burns
out I will start building a new bridge.
One that leads back to me.

Poem #195

In the end it’s not about surviving,
getting air to breath, swimming to the
surface. It’s about smiling through the
chaos and the hurt because they can
rip off your youth but they can’t take
your soul.

They can try to tie you up to their beliefs
and tell you who you are and what you are
supposed to do but they can’t take away
your soul, the glue that keeps your body
together.

They can try and they will try but you just
have to light a candle in your heart when
the lights go off and follow your own path