The Door

Unexpectedly, the phone rings, and he asks if he can stop by.

Yes, my voice says after listening to my heart.

My mind inquires of my heart 'is this right?  You know he has someone.'

'Does he really?' comes the reply. 'Maybe he wants me.'

My mind whirls not only with possibilities of love, marriage, and family,

but with me destroying something he has (may have.)

What should my decision be? What door is right for me, for us?

'He and me are the right decision' tells my heart.

'Are you so sure?' comes the reply.  'Do you want him to change you for someone else one day?'


'He will not. He loves me now and forever'

A cold silence is the reply.

Time ticks slowly by as no knock is heard.

My heart tells my mind 'maybe you have a point.'

My mind answers 'maybe you do too.'

They go on talking about what is the right decision.

Suddenly a rap on the door interrupts my wondering of what to do.





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As my heart and mind move toward the door to open it, they choose a door to go through.

True Friends

That's what true friends are for.

To be there when you are happy

sharing your joy and good news

To be there when you are sad

sharing your frustrations, and bad news.

To listen to you without judgement.

No matter whether what you say is good or bad.

To be happy for you, and to cry with you.


For better or for worse, true friends will stand by you,


and you will stand by them. 


So realize who they are and spend time with them, 


so your friendship does not fade into the past.


No matter how you feel, let those friendships bring joy to you


because without true friends, is life worth living?





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Mountains

Sometimes the mountains seem so big, so overwhelming.

I get scared about climbing them.

Instead I just walk up to the bottom and back off.

I repeat this again and again.

Until one day I break the mountain up into small chunks

and climb each chunk until I reach the top.

Then feeling accomplished, I can go down slowly.

Feeling the confidence within me.

Confidence that will allow me to scale the next ones before me.




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