Friday, June 19, 2009
4 Way Street Corner
I'm at this 4 way street corner and I don't know which direction to take! So many options and ideas. I'm full of wishes and dreams but is it reality? I'm in control I tell myself, I make my own decisions and make the path for myself but there's so many choices. I don't want to make the wrong one. I don't want to close a door that I will be a mistake in the end. I'm at this street corner with my hands in the air waiting for the wind to blow me in the right direction.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Someone
Someone will always be smarter
Some of their houses will be bigger
Someone will drive a better car
Their children will do better in school,
and their husband will fix more things around the house.
So let it go, and ..love.. you and your circumstances.
Think about it! The prettiest woman in the world can have hell in her heart.
The most highly favored woman on your job may be unable to have children.
The richest woman you know who has the car, the clothes and the house might be lonely.
And the word says .."if i have not love, I am nothing"..
So again LOVE you! LOVE who you are!
Look into the mirror in the morning and smile and say ..
I'm too BLESSED to be STRESSED..
and too anointed to be disappointed!
Winners make things happen loosers let things happen.
Monday, May 11, 2009
Love
I was looking for something to encourage me and I found this qoute. It's funny how just a few words can really make an impression. Read this, it might do something for you too if you're in the same boat.
"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossoms had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two. " --From "Captain Corelli's Mandolin"
"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossoms had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two. " --From "Captain Corelli's Mandolin"
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Stand Still, Look Pretty
Stand Still, Look Pretty
By The Wreckers
I want to paint my face
And pretend that I am someone else
Sometimes I get so fed up
I don't even want to look at myself
But people have problems that are worse than mine
I don't want you to think I'm complaining all the time
And I hate the way you look at me I have to say
I wish I could start over
I am slowly falling apart I wish you'd take a walk in my shoes for a start
You might think it's easy being me
You just stand still, look pretty
Sometimes I find myself shaking
In the middle of the night
And then it hits me and I can't
Even believe this is my life
But people have problems that are worse than mine
I don't want you to think I'm complaining all the time
And I wish that everyone would go and shut their mouths
I'm not strong enough to deal with it
I'm slowly falling apart I wish you'd take a walk in my shoes for a start
You might think it's easy being me
You just stand still, look pretty.
By The Wreckers
I want to paint my face
And pretend that I am someone else
Sometimes I get so fed up
I don't even want to look at myself
But people have problems that are worse than mine
I don't want you to think I'm complaining all the time
And I hate the way you look at me I have to say
I wish I could start over
I am slowly falling apart I wish you'd take a walk in my shoes for a start
You might think it's easy being me
You just stand still, look pretty
Sometimes I find myself shaking
In the middle of the night
And then it hits me and I can't
Even believe this is my life
But people have problems that are worse than mine
I don't want you to think I'm complaining all the time
And I wish that everyone would go and shut their mouths
I'm not strong enough to deal with it
I'm slowly falling apart I wish you'd take a walk in my shoes for a start
You might think it's easy being me
You just stand still, look pretty.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Enlightened
What you think of me- I cannot change.
What you say about me- I cannot stop.
What you do to me- I cannot fight.
What I think- I can choose.
What I say- I can choose.
What I do- I can choose.
The wise do-- and don't regret it.
It's what's going on in your head that's important-- not what's going on in theirs.
What you say about me- I cannot stop.
What you do to me- I cannot fight.
What I think- I can choose.
What I say- I can choose.
What I do- I can choose.
The wise do-- and don't regret it.
It's what's going on in your head that's important-- not what's going on in theirs.
Monday, April 27, 2009
Knock Knock, I'm here...
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Re-Evaluating
I think when you lose someone close, you tend to have feelings of regret. With my Grandpa passing away, there are so many things I wish I said to him. I wish the last time I drove through his town that I just stopped by. I figured there would always to be another time. I was wrong. It's too bad I did not think about any of this before. I have done this with several people throughout my life and with them it's not too late and I will act upon it. The regret is something I will carry for the rest of my life about my Grandpa. He will never know how I really felt about him. I just want to hug him one last time. Kiss is sun-kissed cheek and tell him I love him. With this, I am learning that I can't let this happen again with anybody. I hope this is not just a short term thing. I want this to be a permanent change.
I love you Grandpa and from you I have learned a lesson. Thank you.
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