Day 12 ...... March 31, 2016

  Looking back at one's childhood can either bring up good memories or terrifying ones. One good memory that I can remember is how happy my grandparents all were. They all immigrated to the united states from other countries and were all lower class. How could they possibly be happy if they have almost no money and live in one of the most expensive cities in the world, the answer is pretty simple. My grandparents because of their upbringing knew how to cherish the little things in life.

  Since I did not grow up during the great depression or during  any world wars my views on life are a bit different than theirs. Since I have not fully learned how to cherish the little things in life, I sometimes find myself stressed out over things that should not affect me. Years ago when I had lost my job at a fortune 500 company after five years, I was in despair. Because of all the stress that I was under I developed insomnia and fell into a small state of depression. Before you go saying that my reaction was quite normal for someone who had lost their job. That in my opinion is wrong. My situation could have been worse, trust me a lot worse than it was and I should have been thankful of that.

  Listen I’m not here to tell you that you should give thanks for every little detail in your life, such as how green your lawn is or that you dodged a weekend with the inlaws. I am just saying that no matter how grim things look they could always be worse. There is one thing that I have learned from listening to audios from speakers like Tony Robbins and that is there is really only one rock bottom. Do you know what rock bottom truely is? Death, plain and simple. As long as you are still breathing you can overcome anything. If you do not believe me look at Steve Jobs he was kicked out his own company and still managed to take back control later on and make it one of the most successful company in the world. Never give up because as long as there is air in your lungs you can make it through anything.

                                                     Your neighborhood writer,