Frustration & Pet Peeves

huhWe all have pet peeves and points of contention and/or frustrations in life. But the one that really get’s in my crawl is when someone talks you up….plants seeds in your head (and your dumb enough to believe them); then WHAM…all communication abruptly stops. What’s up with that? At least give one the courtesy of an explanation of why you no longer wish to communicate.  We may not like it but will have no other choice than to accept it.

If they really know you like they say (or think) they do, then they should know that slamming the door in someone’s face is like…well, slamming the door in their face. And that’s not playing nice!

LIFE, I find myself asking WHY is this happening???

Life is full of adventures, laughter, tears, fun times, and unfortunately death.

LifeI have recently learned someone very dear and close to me has been diagnosed with a terminal/end stage disease.  I cannot and will not treat them any different than I always have, yet I want to do whatever I can to make their last days, weeks, months (hopefully years) full of love, laughter, hugs, smiles, happiness, and reminiscing.

I find myself in quite a perplexing situation as I was asked not to share the newly learned information with anyone we know; however, I believe said mutually known “people” would want to know what this person is facing and that their time on earth is not as long as we would hope.

So, since I have made a promise to keep the “in confidence,” confident, all I can say is tell your family and friends how you feel about them.  It does not hurt anyone to let them know daily (while sincerely) that you love them.  Take the time and tell them how your life has been enriched by their presence, the jokes shared, or how the sound of their voice makes you smile.

Don’t look at situations as a burden, accept them as an opportunity to do something unselfishly for another.

We truly do not know what another’s life is like, their burdens, their sorrows, what they’re thinking, what they wish.  There is no way to fully comprehend as we do not walk in their shoes.

As I have so harshly been reminded over and over again these last many years….our time on earth is so very short and death is so mercilessly final.


A Day In A Song

Have you ever had a day that can be perfectly expressed by a song?  I had one of those songs today, and here’s my day sung by Ms. Alison Krauss.

Carrots, Eggs, or Coffee; “Which are you?”

Grandmother says…

Carrots, Eggs, or Coffee; “Which are you?”

A young woman went to her grandmother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved a new one arose.

Her grandmother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water. In the first, she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs and the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil without saying a word.

In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her granddaughter, she asked, “Tell me what do you see?”

Image“Carrots, eggs, and coffee,” she replied.

She brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they got soft.She then asked her to take an egg and break it.

After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg.

Finally, she asked her to sip the coffee. The granddaughter smiled, as she tasted its rich aroma. The granddaughter then asked. “What’s the point,grandmother?”

Her grandmother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity–boiling water–but each reacted differently.

The carrot went in strong, hard and unrelenting. However after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior. But, after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened.

The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water they had changed the water.

“Which are you?” she asked her granddaughter.

“When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg, or a coffee bean?”

Think of this: Which am I?

Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity, do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?

Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff?  Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and a hardened heart?

Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you.

When the hours are the darkest and trials are their greatest do you elevate to another level?