Wednesday, September 28, 2005

Strangers

Coming across genuinly loving people is rare. After weeding out negative things and people in life you are left with very little. Family truly becomes the most important and safest playing field. I suppose with aging personal values and expectations become more relevant, and make you become more demanding of the people you come across in the future.

Once in awhile you will get smacked in the face by a stranger who knows nothing about you. God in some way makes you want to know that stranger. The stranger becomes a friend, and the friend becomes the scariest, happiest thing that you could come across. The scare turns into trust and the happiness leaks into your heart.

 

1 Comments:

Blogger Chuck said...

Good. Call your mom. Having lost a parent, you'll me more sorry for time wasted that you could've spent with her. Put your anger behind you, swallow your pride, whatever.
It's her decision, and her right, just as much as it is anyone's right to change their name after they turn 18.
Sure, the way she told everyone wasn't the best, but if you can't forgive her for that and come to grips with it, then she's lost a daughter and you've lost a mother. In the big scheme of things, you both lose.

Family truly becomes the most important and safest playing field. As weird as we are, you're stuck with us. If you wanna call me, my cell # hasn't changed, and neither has the4 house #.

Chuck

10/05/2005 8:05 AM  

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