Tuesday, September 21, 2004
Virgo Birthday
First of all I want to wish a very Happy birthday to my dear friend. As a gift I wanted to give him a name. Oh he has a very nice name but mine is more like a title. I have to tell you a story to explain what I mean.
When I was young, about 5 or 6, I helped my grandfather plant a few things in our garden. From the age of one year to five I lived with my grand parents so it was my garden too. I went to live with mum and dad after that. My plant grew into a lovely tree. I used to visit "my tree" every time I went back to grandpa's. It became my hiding place. If I got told off for being naughty or what ever I used to go to my tree to sulk. The tree was my place. If I got too warm with playing in the sun I would go and sit under the tree for the cool shade.
I call one of my friends "my tree". She is there whenever I need her. She listens to my whinging and moaning. She is always on my side. Like my tree she doesnt demand anything. As I don't have much time I cannot support her that much but I feel no pressure from her. She is like a tree that is always there and gives you a shade in hot weather but doesn't ask for anything.
Well today I am looking for a name for another friend. I was going to call him the leader but that is not true. He doesn't lead. He only shows the way. He is not a guide either. I can call him "my door opener", if there is such a word. For the last few years I had closed all the doors and was sitting in a dark, locked room. I had forgotten there were other things outside that room. He opened the door and I could see some light outside. I could either walk out of that door or just have a peep through it or I could still sit in my room but at least now I remember that the room is not locked or dark. So thank you and a happy birth day my door opener !
Oh by the way I am not crazy , well not completely any way. Is it really silly and childish to write such a blog?
Your'e in Biiiig trouble now B.
And no, "Is it really silly and childish to write such a blog?"
Not in the least B. I find that writing or talking simply frees me a little. So let's talk when we have chance. Might I suggest you consider keeping a daily diary in a cupboard in the bedroom, and just before you turn off the light, write down the thoughts of the day. Morning to bedtime. Sure helps to straighten things out in your head. More importantly, you/we can look back over the old entries sometime, and see just how you have changed and grown.
We all feel like hell sometimes, and that life is not what we expected or dreamed about in our youth.
Accept it or change it. There are no other choices.
Be good and be who you are B. A wonderful person who's just a little lost and uncertain for now. But all things change if you want them too.
Door opener. X
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