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Sometimes when we are down, we can't help but look at everything in a negative way, which brings us down even more. We forget about all those happy moments in our life. Even if it was the smallest thing that made us feel amazing. What was the best day in your life? Why? How did it make you feel?
I have had a lot of happy moments throughout my life, but I think the best day of my life was the day that I was presented with my black belt. I finally reached that moment I had spent so many years training for. It's what the black belt represented, strength of Mind, Body, and Spirit. It's about being the best that you can be and about promoting peace. The biggest honor is never having to use your training. It's also about learning to solve problems under pressure. It's a way of balencing life and a specific way of thinking. Like giving someone your support until the person you are supporting decides they no longer need it, not giving up on them. Being grateful and not resentful. That day made me feel alive and made me realize I could do anything if I worked hard at it. Karate back then was a man's sport and it could be brutal. I started with six women in my class. I was the only one who made to my black belt and there were very few women who had made it through the particular art I studied at the time. Can you imagine having to defend yourself through a ten man attack? This was part of my black belt test.
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89FNo energy, just going to do whatever. Sandra, It's hard to move at a certain time in life. You've been in your home forever, at least you'll be able to travel to the beach and enjoy. Oh, we did hear Boris Johnson's tenure ended due to a series of ethics scandals, accusations of dishonesty and a final collapse of government support that forced his recognation. What he didn't do like the...
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My cat is going on trial for crimes against skink-anity. SIX in six weeks. Three this last week alone.The crack is maybe 1/4 inche wide. Maybe. Skink skitters past, her paw shoots out, her claw hooks in, she yanks, and somehow, having defied physics... WHAM. Skink-o-rama.Now, don't get me wrong, it's nice that she's a pesticidal maniac, but OMG. Skinks do no harm. They don't come inside. WTF.So,...


I was about 5, and my dad and sis (my abusers0 had gone off to do something. My mom and I had the day to ourselves. We danced with the vacuum cleaner to old classic Motown tunes. Then we made a lmone meringue pie, and ate it all. OUrselves. It was a perfect pie, and aperfect day, and we had many similar days, but that one? Still one of "the best". Also many others, with Mom. I'm blessed to have had them.
My best day was when my son was born. It was a very turbulent time in my life. It was just him and me in the room late at night... he was on a glow board (my little glowbaby) to help some levels come down, and as I held him, he reached and grabbed tightly onto my pinky. We were holding onto each other. Was absolutely my best moment ever.
(I'm so sorry AngelaJo..... my heart aches at your losses and I pray you continue a wonderful path with your fiance. Hugs)