Back in the San Jose days something occured that I think of every now and then.
One night as I was falling asleep, I heard a voice unlike nothing I had ever heard before. It was soft, yet strong, kind and gentle, and very very comforting.
The voice called me by name and asked me 'You can either be very rich and not that happy, or not that rich and very happy'.
I woke myself up when I said the word yes.
And I lay there, wondering which question I had answered yes to. Riches? Happiness?
Tonite as I watched the Denver Nuggets emerge victorious over the LA Lakers (Game 2) it dawned on me that I knew what I asked for.
I asked for happiness.
I'd have to say my request was granted.
Not just cause the Nuggets won...altho that is a very cool thing. And I am not happy 24/7...who is? And if they are, who can stand to be around them?
When all is said and done, at the end of each day I am happy. Happy that I chose to have a happy ending when my life so coulda gone the other way.
Guess there really IS a happily ever after!
Basketball has only ever made me happy when one of two things happen, the Nuggets win, or the Lakers lose; safe to say, this was a series full of mixed emotions. We fell apart in game 6, plain and simple; they forgot to play defense, and Melo left his brain at home as well as his contact lenses. Oh well; WESTERN CONFERENCE FINALS WOO HOO!
Posted by: emceesher | Monday, 01 June 2009 at 06:13 PM