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Five Minute Friday: Again

I'm a little late with my Five Minute Friday this week because my Friday was filled with unexpected good times and I was once again I'm reminded that it is the simple pleasures in life that make me happy. Trying a new restaurant, laughing with co-workers, spending time with old friends, receiving an invitation to visit the new home of recent retirees. I thoroughly enjoyed my day with people I really like.

I too often look at my life and wish I lived it like those that I read about in Facebook posts or Twitter feeds. I wish I was out and about doing all the things that the "cool kids" are doing. But when I take a chance and leave my coach - my station from which I wait for that life with the cool kids - I find this wonderful world that's been waiting for me. And once again, I am reminded, that my life, even though it wasn't the one I planned, is pretty awesome.

The people I spent my day with probably don't have 100 Twitter followers among all of them. The majority of them aren't even on Twitter. But they are good, honest people who have been with me through the ups and downs, who laugh when I try to be funny, and who make me smile until my cheeks hurt.

I will say it again so that it gets deep into my heart - my life, even though it wasn't the one I planned, is pretty awesome.

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  1. My Five Minute Fridays always seem to be on Saturday, too... ;-)

    I love your main point there -- even though your life isn't what you planned, it's "pretty awesome." What a great attitude to have!

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