Page 7

I am in a book club.  It's called Page 7.  It's all girls.  It's very fun.

We just finished our first book, A Sun Also Rises by Hemingway.  It was definitely my kinda book, meaning it was dark and depressing and without a very happy, or definitive ending.  But, despite the dark mood and tone, what I liked most about the story, was the message that no matter how bad things are or have been, no matter what has been lost in your life or what you have had to overcome, there is still a possibility of hope, the sun will rise again and another day will come.  A new day to symbolize a chance for new choices, a chance to walk a different path,  a chance to outgrow unhealthy behaviors.  Or, the opposite, it can be another day of staying on the same path, making the same unhealthy choices that only lead to the darkness you might be in.  In a sense, the new day can dig you deeper into a hole you have dug for yourself, creating more of the same misery with every new day... seems like such a waste of days when I think about it that way.

I am speaking about Jake and Brett right now from the book.  But I definitely like thinking everyday can be a new day.  It's exciting in a way because there is hope in something new.  I started a blog, it was new, different for me to do, who knows or cares what will come of it, but I like everyday not even knowing what I am going to write about, and then somehow,  I just start typing and something new appears. And ta dah, there it is on the page.  It's new.  And who knows, today could be the best day of your life :)

                Today

Today could be the best day of my life
I feel the stars are for my taking,
The moon is for my walking.
Today could be the first day of my new life
I am walking above different clouds
I am talking with another tongue
I am dreaming with all my dreams coming true
How can I be so lucky
Not even a vacation could make me feel this good
Sun is following me and lighting my way
Oh how could I feel this good.
I want to share this feeling with the world
I want the helpless to run to my arms
I want to cradle those that fell down,
And let them know they are not alone.
I want to scream I love you for the world to hear.
Today could be that day...

~Jenn