In my recent revisiting of my teenage years I watched a show about vampires, (laugh all you want, I can take it)
but when you watch things as an adult your thought process changes, just as everything else in the world changes as you become an adult, wife, mother... etc
As I drowned in vampire glory I found myself chuckling, what's so funny about a stupid vampire show you ask?
It's because I have decided that the creator of vampires must have been a nursing mother...
A vampire is a creature who sleeps by day and is up at night and physically sucks the life force right out of you.
It makes sense doesn't it! Babies completely exhaust us, they keep us up at night and suck us dry until we are left feeling totally devoid of energy.
Now here's the thing they start as babies, but just like vampires once you are a parent this feeling of exhaustion and drain, it lasts FOREVER, because they never tire and they just keep coming back for more.
Our children may be beautiful and smart and the best thing that ever happens to us, but let's be real here no matter how precious and wonderful they are...
They've come to suck your blood :-)
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
You don't bring me flowers Anymore
They say "Time Heals All"
What we choose not to discuss is the time before the healing comes. The time when we cannot fathom how the healing will happen, or how much time exactly it will take.
I have sat down to write this post several times over the last few days.
What I wanted to write about is the amazing power that my mother's soup has. No matter how sick achy or tired I am. It's Love Potion #9. It makes me feel better than tylenol, tea or any other remedies and it doesn't matter what kind of soup as long as she makes it.
For whatever reason I wasn't able to get the words out and what my mind kept lingering too was my Grandfather.
Growing up almost always when I was home sick even if it was just a runny nose he use to send me flowers.
Many times attached to a balloon or teddy bear just saying feel better and I love you.
It always made me smile and feel special.
I think the hardest part about loosing him, the hardest part of this healing process was that my Grandfather was the type of person that gave you love in such a way it made you feel like if no one else in this world loved you it didn't matter because his love was always more than enough.
So the last few days feeling sick and being at home it has been the kind of days where time has done nothing for me really and I find the lyrics to a song by one of his favorite singers Neil Diamond playing over and over in my mind...
"I remember all the things you taught me. I learned how to laugh and I learned how to cry,
well, I learned how to love and I learned how to lie.
So you think I could learn how to tell you goodbye...
You don't bring me flowers anymore."
Everyone should merit having someone in their life whose love transcends all boundaries and time.
Time may heal pain, but love remains forever.
What we choose not to discuss is the time before the healing comes. The time when we cannot fathom how the healing will happen, or how much time exactly it will take.
I have sat down to write this post several times over the last few days.
What I wanted to write about is the amazing power that my mother's soup has. No matter how sick achy or tired I am. It's Love Potion #9. It makes me feel better than tylenol, tea or any other remedies and it doesn't matter what kind of soup as long as she makes it.
For whatever reason I wasn't able to get the words out and what my mind kept lingering too was my Grandfather.
Growing up almost always when I was home sick even if it was just a runny nose he use to send me flowers.
Many times attached to a balloon or teddy bear just saying feel better and I love you.
It always made me smile and feel special.
I think the hardest part about loosing him, the hardest part of this healing process was that my Grandfather was the type of person that gave you love in such a way it made you feel like if no one else in this world loved you it didn't matter because his love was always more than enough.
So the last few days feeling sick and being at home it has been the kind of days where time has done nothing for me really and I find the lyrics to a song by one of his favorite singers Neil Diamond playing over and over in my mind...
"I remember all the things you taught me. I learned how to laugh and I learned how to cry,
well, I learned how to love and I learned how to lie.
So you think I could learn how to tell you goodbye...
You don't bring me flowers anymore."
Everyone should merit having someone in their life whose love transcends all boundaries and time.
Time may heal pain, but love remains forever.
Friday, November 4, 2011
You've got a friend in me
I wonder who the first friends were...
The best I can do is go in biblical order first came marriage (Adam & Chava) a pure relationship of one soul being split into two, which very quickly turned complicated. Then came siblings (cane & Abel) clearly flawed. The most popular friendship in Torah is Dovid and Yonatan an ideal relationship a love so pure that even in the face of controversy they remained loyal to each other.
It's interesting our family is who we are, the most important people in our lives. Family is the people that will be there for you and who you want to be there for through all, no matter what forever.
There is no question in my mind that there is no replacing family.
Still family is given to us.
A friend however is special in their own right. We choose them we get to know them, we let them get to know us and we decide to keep them anyway.
Friendship is hand picked. A loyal friend, a friend who knows you for better or worse and still loves you is a wonderful gift.
Friends help us laugh, listen to us cry and know us in a way only a friend can.
What a wonderful creation "The friend"
On that note I'd like to say thank you to all the friends out there who...don't judge, listen when we need to vent, hug us when we cry, shake us when we need a good shakIng and show up time and again loving us just the way we are :-)
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