Friday, May 28, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
Wacky Web Tales
Dear Diary
Dear Diary,
Today was the most splotchy day at school! Alyssa Milano didn't speak to me all day. I quickly forgot my homework for math class. My new friend Taylor Lautner isn't talking to me anymore. And to top it all off, I forgot my lunch, so I had to borrow money to buy lunch. I hate borrowing money, I hate forgetting my homework, and I hate it when my friends don't talk to me! Oh yeah?! I hope tomorrow is a better day!
Dear Diary,
Everything was much better today. Alyssa Milano wasn't mad at me; she was just upset because her parents would not let her go to a party. She was scratchy toward everyone. My math teacher said she'd only take one point off my homework because this was the only time I'd ever forgotten anything. She said everyone makes scary mistakes sometimes. My new friend Taylor Lautner is talking to me. He was just busy helping out a sick friend. He had to gather all of his friend's homework. My friend who loaned me the money for lunch yesterday said I didn't have to pay him back, because I had loaned him money for lunch a while ago. I hope every day is a good as today!
Thursday, May 6, 2010
The Dash
I read of a man who stood to speak, at a funeral of a friend.
He referred to the dates on her tombstone from beginning...to the end.
He noted that first came her date of birth and spoke the following with tears.
But he said what mattered most of all, was the dash in between those years.
For the dash represents, all the time she spent alive on earth.
And how only those who loved her know what that little line is worth.
For it matters not, how much we own; the cars, the house, the cash,
What matters most is how we live and love and how we spend our dash… So think about this long and hard. Are there things you’d like to change?
For you never know how much time is left, you could be at mid dash range. If we could just slow down enough, to consider what is true and real.
And always try to understand, the way other people feel.
And be less quick to anger, and show appreciation more,
and love the people in our lives like we’ve never loved before.
If we treat each other with respect, and more often wear a smile…
Remembering that this special dash might only last a little while.
So, when your eulogy is being read, with your life’s actions to rehash would you be proud of the things they say and how your spent your dash?
He referred to the dates on her tombstone from beginning...to the end.
He noted that first came her date of birth and spoke the following with tears.
But he said what mattered most of all, was the dash in between those years.
For the dash represents, all the time she spent alive on earth.
And how only those who loved her know what that little line is worth.
For it matters not, how much we own; the cars, the house, the cash,
What matters most is how we live and love and how we spend our dash… So think about this long and hard. Are there things you’d like to change?
For you never know how much time is left, you could be at mid dash range. If we could just slow down enough, to consider what is true and real.
And always try to understand, the way other people feel.
And be less quick to anger, and show appreciation more,
and love the people in our lives like we’ve never loved before.
If we treat each other with respect, and more often wear a smile…
Remembering that this special dash might only last a little while.
So, when your eulogy is being read, with your life’s actions to rehash would you be proud of the things they say and how your spent your dash?
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