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Up until now, I've held back commenting on peoples blogs and such, just out of fear of sounding silly, or my opinion not being wanted, or them wondering, who the hell is this girl and why is she commenting on my blog??
So! New years resolution come early! I'm going to be more out there. I'm going to comment on everything that I want to, and I'm going to make more Minti friends!
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Another forward I thought I'd share with you all... Right now I feel like a carrot :(
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A young woman went to her mother and told her how hard her life was. She said she wanted to give up; she was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose.
So, her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil, without saying a word. In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl.
Turning to her daughter, she asked, “Tell me what you see.”
“Carrots, eggs, and coffee,” she replied.
Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard boiled egg. Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee. The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma.
The daughter then asked, “What does it mean, mother?” Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity: boiling water.
Each reacted differently.
The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened. The ground coffee beans were unique, however; after they had been in the boiling water, they had changed the water.
Which are you?” she asked her daughter. “When adversity or change knocks on your door, how do you respond?
“Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?
“Are you the carrot that seems strong, but with change and adversity will you wilt and become soft and lose your strength? “Are you the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Do you have a fluid spirit, but faced with a death, a break-up, a financial hardship or some other trial, do you become hardened and stiff? Does your shell look the same, but on the inside are you bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart? “The coffee bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavour.
“If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and provide strength and happiness for those around you. “When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest, can you elevate yourself to another level?” |
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So I'm looking forward to an interesting Christmas.... David and I have broken up. I gave him 2 choices.. put your notice in at work, so you can move, or I'm out.... and guess what he chose!
The fun part is, I'm leaving on Friday to go up to Toronto to stay with him and his family for Christmas! It's too late to cancel, and Joan (David's mom) is so excited to have Christmas with her grand-daughter that I couldn't back out.
It makes me want to throw up. His family is the opposite of mine, pretty much. In mine, if someone is pissed off or is being rude, someone is going to tell them off. In his, you just pretend that everything is ok. I don't get it, and I'm also really bad at keeping my feelings bottled up and not saying whats on my mind.
UGH!!!!!!!!
Why are men so STUPID!!!! (sorry guys, I'm sure not ALL of you are stupid, just all the men I've ever met are... lol)
Seriously! Who would want to live 1000 km from their daughter, and live in their mom's basement??? WTF is wrong with some people??? I don't think that living with me would be such a horror... I'm a nice person when I'm not being stressed out and hateful towards the world.
I hope you are all having a better holiday season then I am!
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