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So. For those of you keeping track, This is the 14 month that I've had to go to court. And, it got continued, again today. That means I'll be going back in August. Which means I'll be missing more school. Which means another year of my life will be ruined. Was there ever a time before this court case stuff?
In other news, I'm returning, apparently, to my job at Huddle. First shift, since Wes is now managing second shift. I'm hoping that this will end up meaning a better time for both of us, at least money wise.
Keep your fingers crossed, I start back at 8 this coming up morning (Tuesday)
In more news, I'm also setting up a meeting with Jubal next monday, to try to figure out all this long passed English stuff once at for all.
Theres always a chance things might look up.
For the fourth, Wes and I are going to watch superman and watching the court house fireworks from the backyard. I'm hoping it will be very much fun.
An excerpt from Anna Quindelens speech, courtesy of Wes.
So here's what I wanted to tell you today: Get a life. A real life,
not a manic pursuit of the next promotion - the bigger paycheck, the
larger house. Do you think you'd care so very much about those things if you blew an aneurysm one afternoon, or found a lump in your breast? Get a life in which you notice the smell of salt water pushing itself on a breeze over seaside heights - a life in which you stop and watch how a red tailed hawk circles over the water or the way a baby scowls with concentration when she tries to pick up a Cheerio with her thumb and first finger. Get a life in which you are not alone. Find people you love, and who love you. And remember that love is not leisure, it is work. Pick up the phone. Send an e-mail. Write a letter. Get a life in which you are generous. And realize that life is the best thing ever, and that you have no business taking it for granted. Care so deeply about its goodness that you want to spread it around. Take money you would have spent on beers and give it to charity. Work in a soup kitchen. Be a big brother or sister.
All of you want to do well. But if you do not do good too, then doing well will never be enough. It is so easy to waste our lives, our days, our hours, our minutes. It is so easy to take for granted the color of our kids' eyes, the way the melody in a song rises and falls anddisappears and rises again. It is so easy to exist instead of to live. I learned to live many years ago. Something really, really bad happened to me, something that changed my life in ways that, if I had my druthers, it would never have been changed at all. And what I learned from it is what, today, seems to be the hardest lessons of all:
* I learned to love the journey, not the destination.
* I learned that it is not a dress rehearsal, and that today is the only guarantee you get.
* I learned to look at all the good in the world and try to give some of it back because I believed in it, completely and utterly. And I tried to do that, in part, by telling others what I had learned.
* Consider the lilies of the field.
* Look at the fuzz on a baby's ear.
* Read in the backyard with the sun on your face.
* Learn to be happy.
* Think of life as a terminal illness, because if you do, you will live it with joy and passion as it ought to be lived."
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In other news, I'm returning, apparently, to my job at Huddle. First shift, since Wes is now managing second shift. I'm hoping that this will end up meaning a better time for both of us, at least money wise.
Keep your fingers crossed, I start back at 8 this coming up morning (Tuesday)
In more news, I'm also setting up a meeting with Jubal next monday, to try to figure out all this long passed English stuff once at for all.
Theres always a chance things might look up.
For the fourth, Wes and I are going to watch superman and watching the court house fireworks from the backyard. I'm hoping it will be very much fun.
An excerpt from Anna Quindelens speech, courtesy of Wes.
So here's what I wanted to tell you today: Get a life. A real life,
not a manic pursuit of the next promotion - the bigger paycheck, the
larger house. Do you think you'd care so very much about those things if you blew an aneurysm one afternoon, or found a lump in your breast? Get a life in which you notice the smell of salt water pushing itself on a breeze over seaside heights - a life in which you stop and watch how a red tailed hawk circles over the water or the way a baby scowls with concentration when she tries to pick up a Cheerio with her thumb and first finger. Get a life in which you are not alone. Find people you love, and who love you. And remember that love is not leisure, it is work. Pick up the phone. Send an e-mail. Write a letter. Get a life in which you are generous. And realize that life is the best thing ever, and that you have no business taking it for granted. Care so deeply about its goodness that you want to spread it around. Take money you would have spent on beers and give it to charity. Work in a soup kitchen. Be a big brother or sister.
All of you want to do well. But if you do not do good too, then doing well will never be enough. It is so easy to waste our lives, our days, our hours, our minutes. It is so easy to take for granted the color of our kids' eyes, the way the melody in a song rises and falls anddisappears and rises again. It is so easy to exist instead of to live. I learned to live many years ago. Something really, really bad happened to me, something that changed my life in ways that, if I had my druthers, it would never have been changed at all. And what I learned from it is what, today, seems to be the hardest lessons of all:
* I learned to love the journey, not the destination.
* I learned that it is not a dress rehearsal, and that today is the only guarantee you get.
* I learned to look at all the good in the world and try to give some of it back because I believed in it, completely and utterly. And I tried to do that, in part, by telling others what I had learned.
* Consider the lilies of the field.
* Look at the fuzz on a baby's ear.
* Read in the backyard with the sun on your face.
* Learn to be happy.
* Think of life as a terminal illness, because if you do, you will live it with joy and passion as it ought to be lived."
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