Happy Fights
I fight..
I'm not speaking of fighting in the sense of toe to toe, fist to face fighting... although that is fun, hell I have taken knees to the face, been kicked in my ribs, I even once (in a all out brawl) took a board to the side of my head Tommy boy style. For some reason that is fun to me... but that’s not what I’m talking about. I'm talking about fighting to stay happy.
Now don't get me wrong, I’m happy, anyone who knows me knows that I have a good time doing ANYTHING. You give me a piece of tape and a toothpick and I’ll laugh for hours.
But, in life, the old saying stays true. SHIT HAPPENS. Shit does happen, and it sucks. I've had surgery's (7 to be exact) all of which have put me out a MINIMUM of 6 weeks. It sucks, rehab hurts. And my body is sick of being cut open every year. Other than going under the knife, I've had problems with, family hating girls I date, getting no respect when I believe I deserve it, my bro going through a divorce.. shit.. a lot goes down in the PoVey family. The most disturbing of course is losing someone you love. I have lost three friends over my life. Two in a horrible accident and one to drugs.... Regardless of the reason.. it never gets easy.
I know I always try to be captain "tough guy" I always try to be the rock for other people in tough situations, but honestly I am not very good at it, my fighter mentality wants me to be tough, but my soft heart conquers and I often allow my emotions to show. As hard as I try to be like my father, I’m not.
I guess that’s where my fighting comes into play. I fight so hard to stay happy that, at times, I’m not happy because I fight myself. Now that I look at my life I realize one thing..
I’ve realized that life is amazing. You can float through your whole life wondering “why me” or you can take each experience and grow from it. Yes we all have a surgery in one form or another. You might not go under the knife, but all of us have been “cut down” by god one way or the other… it’s our choice if we want to complain, or start rehabbing the proper way so we become stronger. We all have family problems and we all lose loved ones. Nothing about family or death can be easy. But I believe that with a positive attitude you can face anything. In The Book of Mormon, god tells us that we won’t be asked to run faster than we can, basically we won’t deal with anything he doesn’t think we can conquer… so why is it that so many times we feel like we are helpless?
Because we CHOOSE to feel that way.
My message to you today is to stand tall, smile, grab a piece of tape and a toothpick and act like a dork. Life is amazing, god put you here to enjoy this experience, go CHOOSE to enjoy yourself...

