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July 20, 2008

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SAND & STONE

TWO FRIENDS WERE WALKING THROUGH THE DESERT. DURING SOME POINT OF THE JOURNEY, THEY HAD AN ARGUMENT; AND ONE FRIEND SLAPPED THE OTHER ONE IN THE FACE.

THE ONE WHO GOT SLAPPED WAS HURT, BUT WITHOUT SAYING ANYTHING, WROTE IN THE SAND:

TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE.

THEY KEPT ON WALKING, UNTIL THEY FOUND AN OASIS, WHERE THEY DECIDED TO TAKE A BATH.

THE ONE WHO HAD BEEN SLAPPED GOT STUCK IN THE MIRE AND STARTED DROWNING, BUT THE FRIEND SAVED HIM.

AFTER HE RECOVERED FROM THE NEAR DROWNING, HE WROTE ON A STONE:

TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SAVED MY LIFE.

THE FRIEND WHO HAD SLAPPED AND SAVED HIS BEST FRIEND ASKED HIM, "AFTER I HURT YOU, YOU WROTE IN THE SAND AND NOW, YOU WRITE ON A STONE, WHY?"

THE FRIEND REPLIED "WHEN SOMEONE HURTS US WE SHOULD WRITE IT DOWN IN SAND WHERE WINDS OF FORGIVENESS CAN ERASE IT AWAY. BUT, WHEN SOMEONE DOES
SOMETHING GOOD FOR US, WE MUST ENGRAVE IT IN STONE WHERE NO WIND CAN EVER ERASE IT."

LEARN TO WRITE YOUR HURTS IN THE SAND AND TO CARVE YOUR BENEFITS IN STONE.

THEY SAY IT TAKES A MINUTE TO FIND A SPECIAL PERSON, AN HOUR TO APPRECIATE THEM, A DAY TO LOVE THEM, BUT THEN AN ENTIRE LIFE TO FORGET THEM.

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My cousin Len sent that to me in an email tonight and I thought it was kind of ironic given what has transpired this week.

I have a lot of things I could say about this that I haven't. I'm not going to.

Let's just leave it at this: I have written it in the sand.

I AM ME

I am not perfect. I have issues. I am human.

I am a writer. I have muses. And yes, they do talk to me. This does not make me crazy. It makes me a writer.

I am a Pisces. As such I am extremely hard on myself, very sensitive, incredibly loyal and prone to throwing myself into things full force. I am also very moody and am easily thrown into a state of disarray over things. I get excited over things quickly, and am just as quick to be deflated if things don't go as I expect them to.

I consider every person on my journal's friends list to be just that. My friend. I'm not the biggest commenter in the world, but I guarantee I do read every post and if I have something to say, I will say it. Just because I don't comment, doesn't mean I didn't read it. I also don't expect my friends here to comment all the time, or even post all the time. We all have lives away from LJ and it shouldn't be a competition to see how posts the most or who comments the most.

I am a good friend. I listen when someone needs to vent. I offer advice when it's needed. If someone IMs me I will talk/listen even if I am busy, but I don't always make the effort to be the one to instigate the conversation unless I have something to discuss. I go out of my way to help my friends when they are in need, no matter what it is.

My journal is a place where I express what I am feeling or doing at any given time. It doesn't matter if it's good, bad, exciting, boring or stupid. If I'm dealing with it, it'll be in my journal.

That being said, this journal is friends only, like the banner says. If you think you'd like to give being my friend a try, comment to this entry. I'm always open to meeting new people and making new friends.



I don't check this entry very often, so I apologize to people who have been waiting for me to add them (or not).