A Living, Breathing, Human Oxymoron.

Nifty plant outside Olive Garden.

Yes, that’s me. First of all, let me apologize for being MIA for the last almost six months. I’m doing much better. I am feeling “joyful.” Back when I was born, these amazing people, my parents, named me Joy. They said it was because they knew I was special, and because of that I needed a special name. You can read more about that by reading my post entitled Choosing Joy.

For sometime now I have had some trouble. Like my “Most Quoted” said many years ago when I was telling him he needed to do better, he said, “I’m trying really hard at life!”

That’s what I have been doing. Trying really hard at life, and sometimes that takes all you have. I have been appearing like a happy, joyful person, but not feeling like one. That’s what happens when your name is Joy, and you don’t feel joyful. Who I am is not what I am. You know like Civil War, Jumbo Shrimp, living dead, and so on. I am a living, breathing, human oxymoron.

Well at least I have been.

Now, I am feeling better, more joyful, more like my old self. One thing that seems to have helped is watching my food intake and limiting sugar and carbs. I’m so thankful I feel better.

I am ready to do more, to share more.

Life is tough, but it is also joyful, and wonderful. In fact it’s almost exactly great!

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