Slow Dance

I received an email today that I wanted to share with you. It is a poem written by a teenager with a terminal diagnosis.

Slow Dance

Have you ever watched kids
On a merry go round?
Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground?

Ever followed a butterfly’s erratic fight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down
Don’t dance so fast
Time is short
The music won’t last

Do you run through each day
On the fly?
When you ask how are you?
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done
Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?
You better slow down
Don’t dance so fast
Time is short
The music won’t last

Ever told your child,
We’ll do it tomorrow?
And in a haste,
Not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time
To call and say ‘hi’
You better slow down
Don’t dance so fast
Time is short
The music won’t last

When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift…
Thrown away.
Life is not a race
Do take it slower
Hear the music before the song is over.

She wrote this poem with 6 months left to live. Her wish was to share it with as many people as possible reminding them to live life to the fullest. (since she will not be able to)

I know most of my blogs seem to have this theme, but it is very important to me to sieze every opportunity. I hope it is important to you too.

Things that Bug Me

I am now going to use this blog post to empty my thoughts and clear my head. I just spent approximately 30 minutes writing a passionate Blog on the economy, but due to a server problem... it was deleted. So...

Things that Bug Me:

1) When I spend 30 minutes writing a blog that actually had substance on the problems with the economy and it gets erased.

2) The fact that the government is giving unnecessary handouts to people who bought houses in the past year... like $8,000.00 unnecessary when they claim the government has been overspending.

3) How an 8 hour work day can fly by one day and the next day seem like an eternity

4) Even though I am listing all the things that bug me, I really hate listening to people who think their lives are horrible when they have everything in the world going for them.

5) People who drive slow in the fast lane

6) People who drive slow in the fast lane and cant help but stop because there was a wreck on the other side of the interstate. Their nosiness almost causes another wreck.

7) Rude people. How hard is it so smile and say hello to someone who you pass on campus.

8) The fact that I do not know how to write without ranting, or explaining why I am writing. I don't know why it is so hard.

I figured this might be a good thing to do since I am about to leave work and go home to work on my Personal Essay. I am so glad it is Friday and I wish that I would have done this sooner so I could enjoy the sunshine and a glass of wine. :) Good luck to all of you on your second essay and thanks for letting me complain on my blog. I really did have a great blog that conveniently deleted itself and I did not have the patience to re write. Patience is a virtue you know! :)

I Believe

It is only Tuesday and it seems like it should already be Friday. I am unsure why I continually feel this why. It just seems like everything that shouldn't happen, has happened in the last month or so. The days seem to fly by with so much undone, but at the same time they don't fly by fast enough! I catch myself daily stuggling to keep my head above water; much like everyone else. I guess it is true, "When it rains it pours!". When life pours down I try to remind myself that it could always be worse. Too often I find myself down in the dumps, complaining about things, or even wasting my time obsessing over things that really don't matter.
On Wednesday of this week, we lost a friend in a tragic accident. This is a picture of him. He was working in the oilfield and there was an accident that took his life. He was 26 years old and left behind a daughter who probably will not even remember him, and a family that will spend the rest of there lives making sure she does. Life is not fair, but things happen in life and it is our choice on how to deal. We must choose to stay down or to get back up. (I know it is easier said than done) I guess I have had some time to reflect this week about what is REALLY important in my life and I wanted to share a few 'quotes' that I use to remind myself what I believe in and what I use to get back up after being knocked down.

I Believe...
That it has taken me a long time to become the person I want to be

I Believe...
That you should always leave the one's you love with kind words,
because it may be the last time you see them

I Believe...
That you can keep going long after you think you can't

I Believe...
That we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel

I Believe...
That maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had
and what you've learned from them...
And less to do with the number of birthday's you have celebrated

I Believe...
No matter how bad you are hurting, the world doesn't stop for your grief

I Believe...
We are responsible for who we become

I Believe...
That the people you care about most in life are taken too soon

I Believe...
The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything
They just make the most of everything!

I know that you have probably all heard these sayings before, but sometimes a simple, corney phrase can make you stop and think about things. I hope that tragedy does not strike you or the one's you love, but I am learning to live my life like tommorrow is a gift. Just something to think about. I am not trying to be a downer, but I am realizing that when I think I have had the worst day or week, that it could always be worse!

Pork Chops?

As I was checking my email the other day I came across one that I thought I would share with you.
In a zoo in California, a mother tiger gave birth to a rare set of triplet tiger cubs. They were born prematurely due to complications with the tigress and due to their size and other factors, they expired shortly after birth. The mother tiger then fell into a deep depression and physically could not recover from the birth of the triplets. One of the veterinarians had the idea to let her be a surrogate mother to tiger cubs who were orphans. After checking with zoo's nation wide the only species that would be the appropriate age was a litter of baby pigs. Not knowing how this would turn out for the piglets, the doctors decided to give it a try in hopes to bring the tigress back to life. They wrapped the pigs in tiger fur and placed them in the pen while the tiger was sleeping. Look at what happened next...




This was such a cute story to me. The tigress made a full recovery and took the pigs in as her very own. I think you can learn a lot from this, I know I did. I know it is just a picture of a tiger taking care of pigs, but to me it is more. Does it make you think about anything, or how you look at life?
*Sorry about the layout... I am not good with Blogger yet!