People come into your life for a reason, a season, or a lifetime.
When you figure out which one it is, you will know what to do for each person.
When someone is in your life for a REASON..
It is usually to meet a need you have expressed.
They have come to assist you through a difficulty,
to provide you with guidance and support,
to aid you physically, emotionally, or spiritually.
They may seem like a Godsend and they are!
They are there for the reason you need them to be.
Then, without any wrongdoing on your part, or at an inconvenient time,
this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end.
Sometimes they walk away.
Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand.
Sometimes they die.
What we must realize is that our need has been met,
our desire fulfilled, their work is done.
Your need has been answered, and now it is time to move on.
When people come into your life for a SEASON…
It is because your turn has come to share, grow, or learn.
They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh.
They may teach you something you have never done.
They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy.
Believe it! It is real! But, only for a season.
LIFETIME relationships teach you LIFETIME LESSONS;
Things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation.
Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person,
and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life.
It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.
(via: bluquote)
Monday, May 30, 2011
Reason, season or lifetime
Friday, May 27, 2011
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Happy birthday, Husband!
(credit: Zits)
And happy Universal Day of the Jedi, you big, wonderful geek.
Friday, May 13, 2011
The bright side of the end of the world
Me: Cool, 2012 is a leap year.
Child: Yay, we'll get to live one day longer!
Saturday, May 7, 2011
Happy Mother's Day!
I adore Tina Fey. I'm secretly hoping that I'll receive her new book Bossypants
Tina Fey's Prayer for a Daughter
First, Lord: No tattoos. May neither Chinese symbol for truth nor Winnie-the-Pooh holding the FSU logo stain her tender haunches.
May she be Beautiful but not Damaged, for it’s the Damage that draws the creepy soccer coach’s eye, not the Beauty.
When the Crystal Meth is offered, May she remember the parents who cut her grapes in half And stick with Beer.
Guide her, protect her
When crossing the street, stepping onto boats, swimming in the ocean, swimming in pools, walking near pools, standing on the subway platform, crossing 86th Street, stepping off of boats, using mall restrooms, getting on and off escalators, driving on country roads while arguing, leaning on large windows, walking in parking lots, riding Ferris wheels, roller-coasters, log flumes, or anything called “Hell Drop,” “Tower of Torture,” or “The Death Spiral Rock ‘N Zero G Roll featuring Aerosmith,” and standing on any kind of balcony ever, anywhere, at any age.
Lead her away from Acting but not all the way to Finance. Something where she can make her own hours but still feel intellectually fulfilled and get outside sometimes And not have to wear high heels.
What would that be, Lord? Architecture? Midwifery? Golf course design? I’m asking You, because if I knew, I’d be doing it, Youdammit.
May she play the Drums to the fiery rhythm of her Own Heart with the sinewy strength of her Own Arms, so she need Not Lie With Drummers.
Grant her a Rough Patch from twelve to seventeen. Let her draw horses and be interested in Barbies for much too long, For childhood is short – a Tiger Flower blooming Magenta for one day – And adulthood is long and dry-humping in cars will wait.
O Lord, break the Internet forever, That she may be spared the misspelled invective of her peers And the online marketing campaign for Rape Hostel V: Girls Just Wanna Get Stabbed.
And when she one day turns on me and calls me a Bitch in front of Hollister, Give me the strength, Lord, to yank her directly into a cab in front of her friends, For I will not have that Shit. I will not have it.
And should she choose to be a Mother one day, be my eyes, Lord, that I may see her, lying on a blanket on the floor at 4:50 A.M., all-at-once exhausted, bored, and in love with the little creature whose poop is leaking up its back.
“My mother did this for me once,” she will realize as she cleans feces off her baby’s neck. “My mother did this for me.” And the delayed gratitude will wash over her as it does each generation and she will make a Mental Note to call me. And she will forget. But I’ll know, because I peeped it with Your God eyes.
Amen.
(via: babble)
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The thinks I thought last month:
For my daughter (and yours)
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Monday, May 2, 2011
100 words about me
(procsilas / CC BY 2.0)
I got the idea to describe myself in 100 adjectives from bloggerdygook. I didn't split my words into positive and negative like the author did, but I did notice that it was easier to think of positive adjectives when I first started. As I went along, the negative ones crept in more and more.
Coming up with 100 adjectives about one's self is not as simple as it sounds...
- abrupt
- apolitical
- brainy
- buxom
- Canadian
- capricious
- careful
- cautious
- circumspect
- clever
- combative
- complacent
- complex
- conscientious
- cowardly
- crabby
- curious
- curvy
- cynical
- defiant
- deliberate
- dependent
- detailed
- determined
- didactic
- diligent
- dissatisfied
- doubtful
- dull
- dysfunctional
- erratic
- faithful
- female
- finicky
- flippant
- forgetful
- fortunate
- foul-mouthed
- fretful
- funny
- gabby
- goofy
- gossipy
- grateful
- grouchy
- habitual
- hesitant
- hypocritical
- idealistic
- impatient
- imperfect
- impossible
- inflexible
- inquisitive
- intelligent
- jocular
- juvenile
- likeable
- lopsided
- loud
- lucky
- lumpy
- married
- messy
- mundane
- nasty
- near-sighted
- needy
- observant
- offbeat
- open-minded
- opinionated
- ordinary
- pale
- plain
- polite
- possessive
- productive
- protective
- punctual
- responsible
- right
- scrupulous
- selective
- self-conscious
- sensitive
- short
- silly
- skeptical
- smart
- snobbish
- suburban
- talented
- trustworthy
- unhealthy
- wary
- wasteful
- weak
- weary
- witty
The thinks I thought 2 years ago:
Ten on Tuesday: 10 words people would use to describe me
Sunday, May 1, 2011
One wedding and a funeral
Me: Bin Laden is dead? How did he die?
Husband: I think he killed himself. He couldn't take another moment of the royal wedding.
