Reason

Heraklietos of Ephesos:

Whosoever wishes to know about the world must learn about it in its particular details.
Knowledge is not intelligence.
In searching for the truth be ready for the unexpected.
Change alone is unchanging.
The same road goes both up and down.
The beginning of a circle is also its end.
Not I, but the world says it: all is one.
And yet everything comes in season.

I read this and the words really meant something to me. I guess because it says something I have been trying to say for a long time. Every event in your life happens for a reason. Everything causes change. All is one? It really is. And every lesson eventually reveals itself in time.

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May's Lesson

In the closing out of May of 2008, my twenty-fourth May on this earth, I have come to learn a few things about people I didn't know before. Maybe I did know these things but I just didn't see them as clearly as I do now.

For one, best friends are people who stick with you through the good times and the bad... This I already knew. I just hadn't witnessed it first hand in a while. A best friend is someone who is willing to completely alter a relationship they have with another person they have in their life because of you, in order to stand up for you and what is right. I witnessed someone really stand up for me and it was rejuvenating and gratifying all at the same time. I felt so thankful.

Second, never judge a person by their initial appearance. A person you trust at first and think is compatible with your personality, someone you could become great friends with, could truly end up being one of your worst enemies within a short time frame. Do not be over cautious. However, I saw someone go from angel to devils advocate in less than a month. That has to be a record. Also, someone I originally distrusted has become someone I really and truly care for.

Third, people are different and ever changing. Good people stay the same. Going to the right person who can solve a problem is the best way to make a change. I know a truly good person who is willing to go out of their way to make sure that things are right without any fear of backlash from what others will have to say.


I am proud of those who do the right thing. I am so thankful you are in my life. You really are an example that others should follow. For those who go out of their way to hurt others and cause pain, I would only say you should consider that their is probably enough pain in the world without you adding to it.

But it seems that no matter how difficult things become, things have a way of working themselves out. I have figured out a lot this month. I have learned that I could make it through a year on this earth without my father. I never thought I would be strong enough to do that. I am still moving toward my goals having incurred no significant failures that come to mind and for that I am grateful. I am especially appreciative that my child is doing fabulously better with his allergies and I have no health issues of which to complain.

Sometimes I am amazed at how much I can learn in such a short time... not just from a lecture or a text book, but from interaction with everyone around me. Life is certainly a lesson every single day. This month I learned that I have a tough life but a great life and I wouldn't trade it for anything.

Happiness List

Some things I am exceedingly grateful for and enjoy:

my wonderful son, best friends, cozy bed, entertaining magazines, heart touching movies, songs that I sing a long to, cupcakes, sleeping in, fresh fruit, beauty everywhere, penny wishes, smiling strangers, my parents (here and not), passing exams, clear skin (most days), a sassy black dress, safety, reliable transportation, health, love letters, bonfires, and speedy internet connection, and forgiveness!

A Perfect Man

Why is it that when it comes to relationships, intimate relationships that is, life has to be so difficult? I suppose that life is difficult in many other ways, of course, but for me this is a particular point of interest in my life at this time. I have always been extremely independent. I suppose I gained that trait by being raised by a single mother. I was in two long term relationships, one where I almost ended up married but thank the mighty Lord in Heaven that said blasphemy didn't come to pass... I finally escaped that damned relationship, jumped through a few dead ends and found a true love that I lost tragically to cancer almost two years later. So now it is a little over a year later and I have dated very little but I am ready to begin again. I feel like I am missing something. I just don't know what...

I have never "dated" before. I have never had to sell myself and I really don't feel like I need to now, persay. I get crushes a lot. They seem to be on all of the wrong men, though. Appearances are SO deceiving and I never realized how deceiving they actually were, in terms of relationships, until now. I will see a guy and think he is attractive, work my feminine magic and end up hanging out with him a few times and then BAM! ... he's insane, in some way, shape, or form. Either he gets too clingy or I find out he still lives at home with his parents for no good reason or he's an alcoholic or SOMETHING. Or, I will find someone attractive, he will feel the same, flirt, and then drop the, "Oh, i'm engaged.", bomb on me down the road. What is wrong with this picture?

I don't get why it has to be so complicated and why people have to change or soup themselves up to be something that they aren't. You are going to have to reveal your true self later on down the road anyway so you might as well just be up front and proud of who you are now. Confidence is sexy anyway.

Yes, I am independent, hard to read, a tough chick in law enforcement and most guys don't know how to handle all of that. If we're out together and there's an issue i'll be the one who stands up to handle it first. I am not overly emotional, my son is the most important man in my life, and I know that I have everything I need within MYSELF to achieve great things. Maybe these traits reflect why I am single or maybe they will be what my perfect match is looking for... Who knows? Time will tell.

I know I can't pick out my perfect man. God will and already has done the picking. Until then I just have to be patient and know that what I go through now is only preparing me for what I will be living later. Just because I think I want something doesn't mean it's time for me to have it. I know this. But, eventually, I will meet the not so clingy, non drunk who lives in a somewhat decent place of his own, who is single and loves me for me and doesn't want me to change a thing about myself. It doesn't seem like a lot, but I have yet to find it all, and I refuse to settle for less... and no woman ever should.

What If

Okay. So, if you are lucky in life you come across someone who most likely is the person you should marry. They love you, care for you, would do anything for you. Things are going great between the two of you and life is grand and then for some crazy reason you go and decide that you don't like this person any more. First, you start picking out every little thing that bugs you about the person. I mean LITTLE stuff that before you probably thought was cute. Over time it even begins to disgust you. Then, you start to pick fights for no reason. You know they didn't mean anything by what they just said but you choose to blow it up into a huge thing ordeal like you are just SO deeply offended and that this has been an ongoing thing with that person for some time now and you just haven't said anything because of how much YOU love THEM. Right.

So finally you are both arguing all the time and life is miserable and you have actually convinced yourself by now that you are the victim in this relationship and in one final heated argument, you both call it quits. Whew! Freedom is finally here for you. But, is it really? You are finally single again and you are free to go on about your marry way to date who you want, do what what want, and answer to no one. Time goes by and you are just having so much fun... or are you? Are you still single? Did you find someone better who didn't annoy you like you thought you would? Are you really enjoying all of those nights alone or even worse nights with with different faces that mean nothing to you at all? Was what you chose to give up really worth losing?

Well, my friend, if it was worth it, then you are one of the lucky few and I would like to shake your hand. I just know what it's like to see the person that you lost and cut from your life, for what ever reason, a few months down the road and you both look at each other and you both know there was no good reason for why you did what you did. You know right then how you truly broke their heart and there's nothing you can say except just to greet them in passing and just walk the other way, because YOU made the choice.

Sure, you wonder what they are doing from time to time and if life is treating them and you hope with your whole heart that it is. Who knows what could have happened in your lives if you wouldn't have been so curious if the grass was greener on the other side of the fence? Who knows what could have happened if you would have worked through your own feelings instead of projecting them onto that innocent person who did nothing but want to love you? Who knows?

Well, I suppose in the end everything happens for a reason and you will always learn a lesson from every decision that you make. Just choose to make the decision never to let, or better yet, FORCE a wonderful person to walk out of your life because you are scared, insecure, too independent, or whatever the reason. Make educated choices because you have to live with them forever and they effect others as well. Never live a day of your life having to ask yourself, "What if?"

A Hard Lesson

I knew I loved my loved my father and that he was significant part of my life, but I didn’t know just how much he affected my life until he was no longer in it. My father lived in California and I live in Missouri so I did not get to see him very often. There was a trip coming up in June of last year, to go visit my father before I would be leaving for basic training because I had enlisted in the National Guard. My father didn’t really approve of this but he supported me my goals, nonetheless. I spoke on the phone with my father often and I knew he was ill, as he had been suffering from COPD for several years as well as been a recovering alcoholic. Up until the summer of 2006 I had had a relatively up and down relationship with my father because of his illness but during our family reunion that August, I saw how he had truly recovered and I was able to begin a new relationship with him. The entire next year was amazing as I became so close to a man I felt I would never be able to truly know. I was so excited that I was going to be able to see him soon because I missed him so much.

Then, one spring morning in May, I had stayed over at my best friend’s house along with a few others and we were all making breakfast, joking around, and laughing when my mother called. She asked me where I was and told me I needed to come to her house. I could tell that something was seriously wrong by the tone of her voice. She said, “Michelle, I just need you to come to my house. I need to talk to you, it’s about your dad.” Finally, I convinced her into telling me what was wrong. My mother then said, “Michelle, you dad had a heart attack this morning. The CPR didn’t work.” She started to cry. “He didn’t make it. I am so sorry.” Then I fell to my friend’s kitchen floor, crying hysterically. I was so shocked. I thought, “A heart attack? He had lung disease! This doesn’t make any sense!” I had just talked to him the day before. I was so confused. My friend took the phone from my hand and spoke with my mother. I was too distraught to drive so she drove me to my mother’s house.

I remember this chaotic feeling taking over my body like something I had never felt before. I had lost someone very close to me before but not so suddenly. I felt so angry, sad, confused, and cheated all at the same time. I just couldn’t believe what I was being told was actually true. However, it was very true and very horrible and I would have to face what was happening. I walked into my brother’s room, younger just by two years, and I hugged him like I never hugged him before. For so many years I looked after my little brother and protected him. But, this was the moment where I needed him to console me. He held me for about twenty minutes while I cried. He was the strong one this time. I think he knew before I even walked in the door how I was going to be taking this whole situation. My brother and I have always been close, but from that day forward, we have been closer in a different way. The way we had to support each other and still have to, to this day, had built a closer bond between us.

From the day my father died my life began to change. I began to view my role as a sister, a parent, a daughter, and a friend so much more differently. I know that every day on this earth is so important and that the choices we make do affect the people around us, even if we don’t think that they do. As a sister, I know that I must be dependable a support system in times of tragedy. As a parent, I know that every thing I do, my child will see. I want him to always be close to me and never have to go through any gaps of our lives without experiencing the closest mother and son relationship that we can. I always want him to respect me and be proud of me. As a daughter, I always want to remain close with my mother and support her. I know how quickly you can lose someone that you love. I have become so much closer to my family members and close friends. I have gone out of my way to show them how much I care because at any second, the fragile life we have been given could be instantly taken away.

I thought that my new relationship with my father meant many years awaited us that would be full of happy memories. I couldn’t wait until June so I could bring my son to finally meet his Grandfather for the first time. Sadly, that day never did come. But because of how it broke my heart to realize that my son and father would never meet in this life, I have made it my mission to always be forgiving and to never hold a grudge or bitterness towards anyone because you never know what can happen. I hope that my father knew that I loved him with my whole heart and that no matter what happened in the past, I only cared about our future.

Allergies Are The Devil

Allergies are the devil. Oh yes, they are the devil. I really don't like to refer to things as the devil unless I truly view them as demonic but if you were one of the people who witnessed what allergies did to my innocent little boy last week then you too would feel that allergies were of some satanic force.

I dropped my son off at the baby sitter's house just like any other work day and he was perfectly fine. Now, he does have allergies and he takes medication everyday but they are manageable and I don't have to keep him indoors or anything that drastic. Next thing I know I have a voice mail that his eyes have began to water uncontrollably and have began to swell. What? I mean... He was fine a few hours ago!

So I call and the sitter says he is somewhat better and that he isn't upset and that I don't need to leave work. So I continue to work, keeping my ill son in the back of my mind. I end up leaving a little early anyway because I am concerned. So I get to the sitter's house and I wake my son up who is soundly sleeping and he can barely open his eyes! The goop has made his eyelids stick together! They are so swollen at the sight of which I almost burst into tears...

So I scoop him up and like any other mother who is concerned about their child's vision and overall well being, I take him to the ER. It isn't too late and there aren't too many people there so we get in to see the doctor rather quickly. The doctor proceeds to tell me that this is the THIRD child he has seen this evening with "allergy induced conjunctivitis." So, the only think of that would happily prey on little children is the devil, right? The doc prescribes my little one two different eye drops and we head home.

My little boy was so confused and in so much pain with all of the itching and burning. My heart just broke to look at his sweet face, all red and swollen. So I called his pediatrician the next day as well and he changed his regular allergy meds to two better, stronger, and newer medications. I really hope they work. He does look a lot better. He hasn't been allowed to play outside for a week to avoid environmental allergens. He can go out tomorrow, though. No child should be held captive in their home because they can get sick from the environment!

I know that my son is tough and that he won't let some allergies keep him from being the happy, amazing child he has always been. I have to say, I was unprepared as to how a little ragweed could take down a person quicker than a left hook! He is doing so much better and hopefully these new meds will help him to continue to improve. Allergies may be the devil but my baby is an angel and he's going to kick their ***.

Construction Terrorism

Imagine, everyday, you are going to have to leave your apartment or house at some point but you have to worry about whether or not you are going to be barricaded in by mass construction and workers with no concern of whether you are just going to the gas station or the emergency room. Sounds similar to the oppression of a third world country, I know.

For months now I have been dealing with road construction right outside of my small apartment complex. This wouldn't be a big deal except they have finally come down to the wire where they have to complete the road by the fourth of July for the parade or they will be in deep $%. So now, it is crunch time for the road workers and they are pulling out all of the stops to complete their project.

There are two exits to make it out of my complex. Everyday, they have one blocked off. Every couple of days it changes. So right when I think I going out the left I get stopped by some big orange cones and turned around and I have to go back. The next day it's the other side. This pattern, I finally became accustomed to.

Then, yesterday, I am running late for work and I am pulling out hoping the random side I choose to exit my apartment building on is the open side is the right one, I am confronted with big orange cones... okay, no surprise. I go to the other side expecting to be freed from my captivity when once again I am confronted by more big orange cones!!! I mean, this is an outrage!

First, I am always blocked on one side. Several times, I have had to park across the street and been blocked out with advance notice. But, NEVER had I been block in and trapped like an animal. I was furious. I jumped of my car, walked right up to the man next to the tractor standing about ten feet above my head, at least, and began to tell him how I felt and I let him hear about four months of construction victim emotions... poor guy. But really though, what if I would have been on my way to the ER and I was running late for work so that is important in itself!

Anyway, supposedly they didn't realize they had blocked in the residents and they made a path for me to drive out... taking about another twenty minutes... remember I am still running late. This was horrible. I absolutely despise construction. I really despise it in front of my apartment complex. Further, I cannot wait until July 4th, when I can declare my Independence from the oppression of MO-DOT GHad!

A Thought

Basically beating myself into the concept of an open mind and I must alter my ever basic instincts in order to be able to contrast the difference between right and the inevitable wrong.

Is it that I am afraid to achieve what want or is that I am terrified of achieving nothing after all of this effort.

I try not to invest too much effort into seemingly indescribable dreams but is that the error or is that the answer and the correct way to go about living my life. The answer, ironically, is that knowledge is the answer.

But knowledgeable, I am yet not and I only will become with the passing of the present time and as I walk into the future.

And so I am still left somewhat confused and in an off balance state of mind, but not ignorant as to my motivation. I know why I push forward and that is purpose enough for me.

The Christian Bear

An atheist was taking a walk through the woods "What majestic trees! What powerful rivers! What beautiful animals!" he said to himself. As he continued walking alongside the river he heard a rustling in the bushes. Turning to look, he saw a 7 foot grizzly charging towards him.


He ran as fast as he could up the path. Looking over his shoulder he saw that the bear was closing in on him. His heart was pumping frantically and he tried to run even faster.



He tripped and fell on the ground. He rolled over to pick himself up but saw the bear raising his paw to take a swipe at him. At that instant the atheist cried out: "Oh my God..."


Time stopped.


The bear froze.


The forest was silent.


It was then that a bright light shone down upon the man and a voice came out of the sky saying: "You deny my existence for all of these years, teach others I don't exist, and even credit creation to a cosmic accident. Do you expect me to help you out of this predicament? Am I to count you as a believer?"


The atheist looked directly into the light, "It would be hypocritical of me to suddenly ask you to treat me as a Christian now, but perhaps, could you make the bear a Christian?"


"Very well," said the voice.


The light went out.


And the sounds of the forest resumed.


Then the bear lowered his paw, bowed his head and spoke: "Lord, bless this food which I am about to receive and for which I am truly thankful. Amen."

101 Ways To Annoy People

101 Ways To Annoy People

1. Sing the Batman theme incessantly.

2. In the memo field of all your checks, write "for sensual massage."

3. Specify that your drive-through order is "to go."

4. Learn Morse code, and have conversations with friends in public consisting entirely of "Beeeep Bip Bip Beeep Bip..."

5. If you have a glass eye, tap on it occasionally with your pen while talking to others.

6. Amuse yourself for endless hours by hooking a camcorder to your TV and then pointing it at the screen. <

7. Speak only in a "robot" voice.

8. Push all the flat Lego pieces together tightly.

9. Start each meal by conspicuously licking all your food, and announce that this is so no one will "swipe your grub".

10. Leave the copy machine set to reduce 200%, extra dark, 17 inch paper, 98 copies.

11. Stomp on little plastic ketchup packets.

12. Sniffle incessantly.

13. Leave your turn signal on for fifty miles.

14. Name your dog "Dog."

15. Insist on keeping your car windshield wipers running in all weather conditions "to keep them tuned up."

16. Reply to everything someone says with "that's what YOU think."

17. Claim that you must always wear a bicycle helmet as part of your "astronaut training."

18. Declare your apartment an independent nation, and sue your neighbors upstairs for "violating your airspace".

19. Forget the punchline to a long joke, but assure the listener it was a "real hoot."

20. Follow a few paces behind someone, spraying everything they touch with Lysol.

21. Practice making fax and modem noises.

22. Highlight irrelevant information in scientific papers and "cc:" them to your boss.

23. Make beeping noises when a large person backs up.

24. Invent nonsense computer jargon in conversations, and see if people play along to avoid the appearance of ignorance.

25. Erect an elaborate network of ropes in your backyard, and tell the neighbors you are a "spider person."

26. Finish all your sentences with the words "in accordance with the prophesy."

27. Wear a special hip holster for your
remote control.

28. Do not add any inflection to the end of your sentences, producing awkward silences with the impression that you'll be saying more any moment.

29. Signal that a conversation is over by clamping your hands over your ears.

30. Disassemble your pen and "accidentally" flip the ink cartridge across the room.

31. Give a play-by-play account of a persons every action in a nasal Howard Cosell voice.

32. Holler random numbers while someone is counting.

33. Adjust the tint on your TV so that all the people are green, and insist to others that you "like it that way."

34. Drum on every available surface.

35. Staple papers in the middle of the page.

36. Ask 1-800 operators for dates.

37. Produce a rental video consisting entirely of dire FBI copyright warnings.

38. Sew anti-theft detector strips
into peoples backpacks.

39. Hide dairy products in inaccessible places.

40. Write the surprise ending to a novel on its first page.

41. Set alarms for random times.

42. Order a side of pork rinds with your filet mignon.

43. Instead of Gallo, serve Night Train next Thanksgiving.

44. Publicly investigate just how slowly you can make a "croaking" noise.

45. Honk and wave to strangers.

46. Dress only in clothes colored Hunters Orange.

47. Change channels five minutes before the end of every show.

48. Tape pieces of "Sweating to the Oldies" over climactic parts of rental movies.

49. Wear your pants backwards.

50. Decline to be seated at a restaurant, and simply eat their complimentary mints by the cash register.

51. Begin all your sentences with "ooh la la!"

52. ONLY TYPE IN UPPERCASE.

53. only type in lowercase.

54. dont use any punctuation either

55. Buy a large quantity of orange traffic cones and reroute whole streets.

56. Pay for your dinner with pennies.

57. Tie jingle bells to all your clothes.

58. Repeat everything someone says, as a question.

59. Write "X - BURIED TREASURE" in random spots on all of someone's roadmaps.

60. Inform everyone you meet of your personal Kennedy assassination/UFO/ O.J Simpson conspiracy theories.

61. Repeat the following conversation a dozen times: "Do you hear that?" "What?" "Never mind, its gone now."

62. Light road flares on a birthday cake.

63. Wander around a restaurant, asking other diners for their parsley.

64. Leave tips in Bolivian currency.

65. Demand that everyone address you as "Conquistador."

66. At the laundromat, use one dryer for each of your socks.

67. When Christmas caroling, sing "Jingle Bells, Batman smells" until physically restrained.

68. Wear a cape that says "Magnificent One."

69. As much as possible, skip rather than walk.

70. Stand over someone's shoulder, mumbling, as they read.

71. Pretend your computer's mouse is a CB radio, and talk to it.

72. Try playing the William Tell Overture by tapping on the bottom of your chin. When nearly done, announce "no, wait, I messed it up," and repeat.

73. Drive half a block.

74. Inform others that they exist only in your imagination.

75. Ask people what gender they are.

76. Lick the filling out of all the Oreos, and place the cookie parts back.

77. Cultivate a Norwegian accent. If Norwegian, affect a Southern drawl.

78. Routinely handcuff yourself to furniture, informing the curious that you don't want to fall off "in case the big one comes".

79. Deliberately hum songs that will remain lodged in co-workers brains, such as "Feliz Navidad", the Archies "Sugar" or the Mr. Rogers theme song.

80. While making presentations, occasionally bob your head. like a parakeet.

81. Lie obviously about trivial things such as the time of day.

82. Leave your Christmas lights up and lit until September.

83. Change your name to "AaJohn Aaaaasmith" for the great glory of being first in the phone book. Claim it's a Hawaiian name, and demand that people pronounce each "a."

84. Sit in your front yard pointing a hair dryer at passing cars to see if they slow down.

85. Chew on pens that you've borrowed.

86. Wear a LOT of cologne.

87. Listen to 33rpm records at 45rpm speed, and claim the faster speed is necessary because of your "superior mental processing."

88. Sing along at the opera.

89. Mow your lawn with scissors.

90. At a golf tournament, chant "swing-batabatabata-suhWING-batter!"

91. Ask the waitress for an extra seat for your "imaginary friend."

92. Go to a poetry recital and ask why each poem doesn't rhyme.

93. Ask your co-workers mysterious questions, and then scribble their answers in a notebook. Mutter something
about "psychological profiles."

94. Stare at static on the TV and claim you can see a "magic picture."

95. Select the same song on the jukebox fifty times.

96. Never make eye contact.

97. Never break eye contact.

98. Construct elaborate "crop circles" in your front lawn.

99. Construct your own pretend "tricorder," and "scan" people with it, announcing the results.

100. Make appointments for the 31st of September.

101. Invite lots of people to other people's parties.

Thoughts To Ponder...

Why doesn't glue stick to the inside of the bottle?
Why is the show called unsolved mysteries? if they were solved they wouldn't be mysteries.
Do penguins have knees?
Why is it said that an alarm clock is going off when really its coming on?
How come people tell you not to stand in front of an emergency exit when if there was an emergency surely you would run through it?
Why did Sally sell seashells on the seashore when you can just pick them up anyway?
In libraries, do they put the bible in the fiction or non-fiction section?
Why are both of Spongebob's parents round like sea sponges while he is square like a kitchen sponge?
Does a two-humped camel store more water than a one-humped camel?
If you pamper a cow, do you get spoiled milk?
Why is it that if someone yells "duck" they are helping you, but if they yell "chicken" they are insulting you?
If the FBI breaks your door down do they have to pay for it?
If they have angel food cake on earth, do they have people food cake in heaven?
If you fart and burp at the same time, would it make a vacuum in your tummy?
Do they call a fortune teller who cant see a "blind seer"?
Why do you put two cents in when its only a penny for your thoughts?
Can you cry underwater?
You know the signs on restaurant doors? No Shirt, No Shoes, No Service? what if someone goes in with No Pants? Would the restaurant still have to serve them?
If an African elephant comes to America, is it an African-American elephant?
Why doesn't flavored gum turn your mouth that color?
If a doctor suddenly died while doing surgery, would the other doctors work on the doctor or the patient?
Why do we sing "Rock a bye baby" to lull our little ones to sleep when the song is about putting your baby in a tree and letting the wind crash the cradle to the ground?
Why do we say we're head over heels when we're happy? Isn't that the way we normally are?
If the Wicked Witch of the West melts in water... how did she ever bathe?
If bald people work as chefs in a restaurant,do they have to wear hairnets?
Why do sleeping pills have warning labels that state :'Caution: May Cause Drowsiness?
Do nudists have pin-ups of people with clothes on?
How can Darth Vader breathe and talk at the same time?
If there's a wheelchair-bound comedian, is it still called "stand-up"?
When the French swear do they say pardon my English?
Do people who use sign language see little hands in their head when they think about what somebody said, or do they hear the words in their head?