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Crash and Burn, its the only way how.

    A  new month brings such realisation to ones life and the year at hand. Something i've learnt over time is the need to be true to your self if anything. The lyrics of  Alanis Morissette, song  'you learn',  gave me such.
    Although i have heard the song multiple times before, i really listened to it the other day and saw the need for each and every one of those thing and scenarios she spoke of.
   ' Getting your heart trampled on by anyone', Love is a brave act, a war, a bed of roses and so much more than i can imagine. But to love one needs to have courage to survive the thorns and live through the bad days, to give your heart and soul and be open to the one you love. And if your heart gets trampled on, it simply means you've lived and you've learnt.
   The best of them are the hot flames, I know that a little too well. The unexpected ones you met on your broken road to greener pastures. Those that crash and burn :-)
   You know how you light a match and it burns its brightest and goes off, So short but worth it. They are not usually the best to have but they teach you to risk it and live, just that once get your heart trampled on and you know you've lived. 
   The ones that build p slowly, run deep as a well. They start with friendship and slowly bud into a flower that has roots strong enough to go through floods and twisters. That i have yet to learn from, but from years of friendships built, they are the most fulfilling in life.
   The world is not always a bed of roses and the assurance that it will be is simply  false. Live for the good and bad, embrace the emotions as they come, if you are hurt, you are. If you are happy, dance. Its the only way to survive and get on with it.  After all, You only last a life time.

Bernice

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