There are times in our lives when we are forced to reflect back upon our pasts. Some of us have very good ones, some of us have very bad ones. Some people have led somewhat boring lives while others have led very interesting and unique lives. I was accused today of being inconsistent in my stories and pretty much called a liar by people who don't know anything about me and the life I have led. I was very hurt and disappointed at first. I couldn't imagine why anyone would ever possibly think that about me. My bitterness is now gone. I think I realize that my past is just too amazing for some people to believe. I have accomplished so much in my short time on this earth. I've lost friends and family members and learned to grieve quickly. I've served in the military and won many different awards for being a great soldier. I've spent time as an air traffic controller and although ultimately decided it wasn't the career for me, it was still an amazing accomplishment. I've traveled all over and learned to embrace diversity. Although I have lost one baby, I've managed to mother two wonderful sons, who while they both have had their own issues, are amazing and everything to me. I've been one of the lucky few who married their best friend and get to enjoy every second of our marriage together. I've spent a good deal of time in Mexico and learned great lessons on understanding and unconditional love. I've seen poverty and cried for the children who have nothing. My life is amazing. I don't regret a second of it, and I guess I can't really blame people for not believing me. I'm not the kind of person who judges other people. I love everyone I meet and have a huge desire for people to like me. Heck, I even want the Taliban to like me. But that isn't the road life takes us on. Heavenly Father sends us trials sometimes that can shred the very faith that holds our lives together. But perseverance, unconditional love, understanding, and forgiveness is the only way to ever make it through.
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