Few days ago I had a conversation with a friend, and I was trying to tell him what a friendship is to me. Then later I stayed up all night thinking who is my best friend, who has helped me more but I honestly coudn't decide for they were all my best friends. They helped me in time of sorrow, they shared my happiness and they have always been there if they were needed. I hope this lost freind of mine read this so he knows how differently we perceived freindship
When I was little, I used to believe in the concept of one best friend, And then I started to become a woman. And then I found out that if you allow your heart to open up, God would show you the best in many friends.
One friend is needed when you're going through things with your man. Another friend is needed when you're going through things with your mum. Another will sit beside you in the audience or on the sidelines as you delight in your children and their activities Another when you want to shop, share, heal, hurt, joke, or just be. One friend will say, 'Let's cry together,' Another, 'Let's fight together,' Another, 'Let's walk away together.'
One friend will meet your spiritual need, Another your shoe fetish, Another your love for movies, Another will be with you in your season of confusion, Another will be your clarifier, Another the wind beneath your wing
But whatever their assignment in your life, On whatever the occasion, On whatever the day, Or wherever you need them to meet you with their gym shoes on and hair pulled back, Or to hold you back from making a complete fool of yourself. Those are your best friends.
It may all be wrapped up in one woman, But for many, it's wrapped up in several.. One from primary school, One from high school, Several from the college years, a couple from old jobs, On some days your mother, On some days your neighbour, On others, your sisters, And on some days, your daughters or your son,
To all my friends that God has placed in my life to make a difference
Few weeks ago someone called “Registered User” left a very hateful comment in my blog which I deleted and responded to it in my post. Now I look back and I think why on earth did I care and why did I venerated this person’s opinion so much so that I answered back?
As far as I am concerned this person doesn’t and shouldn't matter, I don't even know who this person is. What made me wonder was how can anyone be so hateful. I believe those who are hateful hurt themselves more than the others. So I forgive and forget. Yes forgive because I believe we are the images of God, so if he can forgive, we can and should too. Now time to go back to work.
I gave in to my temptation and it feels .....well...I really don't know. ok I guess ? we'll see. I will definitely know in few days.
I'm also going on this trip that although I am very excited I am also concerned. I don't know, I am just hoping that this year will be a better year, a good year for all and for me. I don't know what to write, I can't write and I don't know why. May be I've been busy with life or may be I was having a great time with my family and friends.
I just don't know. All I know is I am here and trying to write something.
“An empty barrel makes the most sound” hummmm I heard that before from two people, very similar in thoughts and ideas. I feel the resentment, the cynicism, the superiority complex, antipathy, bitterness in every word that was written. I don’t know why and I don’t care to find out.
I have outgrown and moved beyond the previous interests. I’m no longer concerned about the judgments of certain people who are not a part of my life. I have never tried to impress or seize a moment or attain recognition by writing my thoughts “Unlike Some”. I don’t go to people’s blog or website under false pretence to mock them and find faults. I am not blind to my weaknesses, I don’t pretend to be happy when I am totally miserable, I do drink wine, I do get up in the middle of the night by the sound of my neighbor’s quarrel, not alone, but next to my dear husband whom I spent my life with, a person that I grew with.
I may not be so many things but I know one thing, “I am me and I know myself” and I just feel sorry for those who live their entire life with resentment, hatred, and cynicism, looking for something that is not there, those whose whining and sorrowful voice resonate in ever word they utter and write.
Yes I do read a lot of book, I do watch a lot of movies, I do listen or watch news, I do go to parties or have them in my house, I am not a hermit. I love people I love the sound of the laughter and happiness, I love telling jokes and hearing one, I love life and I love to learn from anyone who can contribute to me and my existence.
As Khayyam the great Persian poet says, this will also pass, seize the moment and be happy my foe :)
"The caravan of life shall always pass Beware that is fresh as sweet young grass Let’s not worry about what tomorrow will amass Fill my cup again, this night will pass, alas."
Another year will be added to my number very soon..:) it's ok...I don't mind, not anymore, I am more mature, and knowledgable. Today I was talking to my co-worker about religion (origin of Christianity) although she is very religious she didn't know who the Knight Templars are, or what is the significant of Pagan and Mithraism in Christianity.....Oh well...these kind of people only send you an email with an angel in it to pass it on so you can either get a reward in less than one hour or hear a good news the next day....it seems that recently worshiping God and his Angels are not for free anymore......:)
Oh well it's one of those Tuesday afternoon that I desperately want to go home and relax in my patio with a glass of red wine and look at the sky and the new moon :)
On Sunday, Just rest
& nbsp; 
