There is no substitute for hard work and taking responsibility for own own lives. And there is no substitute for love, patience, kindness and acceptance.
José N. HarrisWe showed up.
We stood up.
We stepped forward.
We raised our right hands.
We mailed our letters home.
We shuffled, then stood in the door.
We jumped.
We walked through the fire.
We did not dodge.
We did not evade.
... We did not run.
We did not hide.
We did not leave a friend behind.
Consequently…
We have nothing to prove.
We have no stories to tell.
We have no one to convince.
Those who matter, already know.
Those who don't, never will.
We few.
We Band of Brothers.
We Moatengators...
All the mistakes I've made,
That caused others pain,
I could have done without.
All my foolish pride,
The things I want to hide,
Have already been forgot.
They're all behind you,
They'll never find you,
They shall return no more.
... Sins are forgotten,
Sunk to the bottom,
Resting on the ocean floor.
My careless misdeeds,
All my thoughtless greeds,
Can only haunt me now.
They've been wiped away,
By a soul so brave,
And so they are no more.
My memories
My wrongful deeds
Have gone away forever more.
Sins are forgotten
Sunk to the bottom
Resting on the ocean floor.
I may not be a role model, angel, nor a saint.
But my obligation and my sworn duty
is to never silently ignore evil,
Rather,
it is to get as close as I can to it,
then destroy it.
Down through the dark trees,
You can really save me.
You're so wonderful,
And you're so beautiful.
You're like no one on earth,
It appears...
For all of my life I've been waiting, for you...
And I want to be the one,
that you take home.
Let me be the one,
cuz I'm so lonely...
Take me home.
In time you'll love me like one of your own.
Take me home, with you.
No one on earth thrills me like you do.
Take me home, with you.
No one other knows me like you do.
I'm going home...
Taking on too much of other people's drama is just a poor excuse for not taking ownership and control over your own life.
José N. HarrisTag: life control excuses life-and-living drama
My words and my stories are merely just memories that already lie, dormant, in your mind. It is my sole purpose to awaken them; to bring them back to life, for you to feel and to taste them once again. But they are already inside you... And always have been.
José N. HarrisI’M SORRY
I am developing a new board game. It’s called “I’m Sorry.” It’s also a form of “Self-Help Psychological Therapy!”
You take turns moving around the board like Monopoly. But if you land on a Yellow or Green “I’m Sorry Space”… you have to make a Phone call. Both green and yellow cards are labeled- the same with things like: Your Ex, Parental figure, friend, co-worker, boss, children, etc. You get the point…
If you land on the yellow space, the game stops, everyone gets quiet and you have to call that person up – on speakerphone. You apologize for something you’ve done in your past. Come on you know you are not perfect and you probably screwed up, hurt or disappointed everyone in your past at one time or another. So you call and you apologize. You explain what you did to them wrong if they forgive you, you move forward 10 places and everyone cheers! No forgiveness back- you move back to the beginning.
If you land on the green space- it’s similar. But you call the person up and you try to explain to them how, in someway, they hurt you in the past. If they apologize… cheers and you move forward 10 spaces. No apology… move backward ten spaces. They curse at you- game over.
In the original packaging of the yellow and green cards, are mixed in a set of “I’m Sorry Cards.” If you are lucky enough to get to pick up an “I’m Sorry Card,” it’s like a Get Out of Jail Free Card, and you don’t have to make the call.
The only catch is that the cards come hermetically sealed. After opening up the package, and the cards are exposed to air, all of the “I’m Sorry Cards,” magically turn into “Deal With it Cards!” And so, you really never get a free ride. In reality, every time you pick up a yellow or green card, you have to- Deal with It!
Of course you can always order a new factory set of sealed of “I’m Sorry Cards.” But they only last about 30 minutes and are very expensive, so you’ll have to play fast. Cute Game? Hey, don’t steal my idea!!!
Tag: pain sadness forgiveness apology forgive sorry forgivingness
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