I used to subscribe to the philosophy that life's a b*tch and then you die. Somewhere along the way, I stopped believing this. I became optimistic, perpetually happy, and looked for the good in everyone or situation. Lately, my life has more closely matched my former outlook. But, I know that I will have to weather through these trials and emerge a stronger, better person.
I've read that Monarch butterflies go through a similar process. They must struggle to break through their cocoon. The struggling makes their wings strong. If they didn't have to struggle to break free (as if a human snipped open the cocoon to make the process easier) their wings don't develop properly and the butterflies die. I'm the Monarch in my cocoon.
The Great American Scrapbook Convention is coming to town. My friend E.V. and are sharing a two bedroom suite near the convention center. This will be the third year in a row that we've done this and it should be a lot of fun.
I'm looking forward to seeing some upcoming movies. I've got my eyes on Star Trek , X-men Origins Wolverine, and Angels & Demons. I'll throw in Night At The Museum 2 for the sake of my youngest. We loved the first movie.