Makes you wonder...

A friend of mine sent me this opinion of hope. She did not recal where it is that she got it, but she shared.

I was reading it and trying to figure out if I really agree with it or if I am against it...what do you think??

Hope.

A word almost everyone clings to.

I hope I can get this.

I hope I can do that.

I hope she/he comes back to me.

At what point do we realize hope is hurt's identical twin?Hope . . . is nothing but a marinade for pain.

Our hurt starts out fresh and is manageable during this time. The pain we feel is worth, or we think is worth, the outcome we "hope" will happen. As we continue to hold on to this hope, we allow everything else to pass us by. The longer we hope, the harder the pain feels and the more we now need this "thing" to happen. It has now become our goal.

We've now lost touch with reality. Hope has kidnapped reality. It is driving us away from the real world at a speed of over 100 mph. The longer we sit in that passenger side watching our lives pass by in a blur, the longer it's going to take to get back.

We are scared, yet we know we can't go on like this forever.

Our hopefulness has turned to doubtfulness.

But as in real life, if we jump out of that car, if we let go of the past, it will hurt.

I mean it's got to hurt right? Look how fast we are going. Look how long I've been holding on and hoping. I can't do that, I can't just let go and jump. What if I break my leg or what if my heart breaks or what if I lose everything?

We fear it will hurt much more by letting go than it does sitting in that car wondering when the ride will stop and where it will take us. It's natural because the outcome is uncertain and we fear the unknown.

At least hope is dependable and consistent right? We love dependable and consistent.

Letting go of hope is like pulling a band-aid off; quick so the pain is fast and over with.

Trust me it works.

You've got to let go.

We have to realize that hope turns us around and pushes us backward. There are quotes to be found that tell us life is capitalized by hope and that without hope we have nothing. Well, what if hope is just a lack of confidence or trust? Let go of hope.

It actually feels better to fail and/or succeed by your own doing than it does hurting while hoping.

I am not sure where I stand on this one.

SO, According to this UNK writer, the only hope I should ever think about wanting is this one:

Hey baby, them's just jokes . . .

A man and his wife were working in their garden one day and the man looks over at his wife and says: "Your butt is getting really big, I mean really big. I bet your butt is bigger than the barbecue."

With that he proceeded to get a measuring tape and measure the grill and then went over to where his wife was working and measured his wife's bottom. "Yes, I was right; your butt is two inches wider than the barbecue!!!"

The woman chose to ignore her husband.

Later that night in bed, the husband is feeling a little frisky. He makes some advances towards his wife who completely brushes him off.

"What's wrong?" he asks.

She answers: "Do you really think I'm going to fire up this Big-A$$ grill for one little weenie?

ha ha ha - NICE come back!

Speaking Of Chapstick

So, I was at the car dealership the other day and was sitting in the waiting room area. I had found a nice warm spot near the window with teh sun shinning in on me. I had to sit there for quite some time and needed to use my very yummy Bath & Body Works Red Currant Chapstick several times. I decided to move from my seat in the sun over to one in the shade. One I was sitting down again, I went to grab my chapstick again and was not able to locate it. At the same moment, I looked up to see a "lady" , she had taken my seat over in the sun, pick up something off the ground. I noticed it looked a lot like the same chapstick I was looking for and thought that it was a coincidence that we had the same one.

I checked my pockets & purse again. I could not find it! I then see this "lady" looking at her chapstick for several monents. She then removed the lid and looked at the top of chapstick for a few seconds and then replaced the lid. At this point, I realize that it was my chapstick she was looking at so closely.

I figure at this point she would set it down and I would be able to walk over there to retrieve it from her. BUT OH NO, was I ever WRONG! This, so called, "lady" put the chapstick in her pocket as if it were hers all along.

How disgusting is that?!?!!? I understand the whole "Finders Keepers" perspective BUT used chapstick?!?!? Seriously, you can't afford your very own, brand new chapstick? Can someone really be SO desperate to need to take a used chapstick off the floor to keep as their own??? I couldn't believe it...

MAY BE she was some sort of kleptomaniac?!?!!?

And finally, some Random for you:

Remember this movie Klepto?!?!

Be careful who you let use your Chapstick!

*Just got in the email...totally cracked me up! Thought I would share:

Why My Lips Stayed Chapped on Mother's Day

So, we had this great 10 year old cat named Jack who just recently died. Jack was a great cat and the kids would carry him around and sit on him and nothing ever bothered him. He used to hang out and nap all day long on this mat in our bathroom.

Well we have 3 kids and at the time of this story they were 4 years old, 3 years old and 1 year old. The middle one is Eli. Eli really loves Chapstick. LOVES it. He kept asking to use my Chapstick. So finally one day I showed him where in the bathroom I keep my Chapstick and how he could use it whenever he wanted to but he needed to put it right back in the drawer when he was done.

Last year on Mother's Day, we were having the typical rush around and try to get ready for Church with everyone crying and carrying on. My two boys are fighting over the toy in the cereal box. I am trying to nurse my little one at the same time I am putting on my make-up.
Everything is a mess and everyone has long forgotten that this is a wonderful day to honor me and the amazing job that is motherhood.

We finally have the older one and the baby loaded in the car and I am looking for Eli. I have searched everywhere and I finally round the corner to go into the bathroom. And there was Eli.

He was applying my Chapstick very carefully to Jack's . . . rear end.

Eli looked right into my eyes and said "chapped." Now if you have a cat, you know that he is right -- their little bottoms do look pretty chapped. And, frankly, Jack didn't seem to mind.

And the only question to really ask at that point..................
.......... was whether it was the FIRST time Eli had done that to the cats behind or the hundredth.

And THAT is my favorite Mother's Day moment ever because it reminds us that no matter how hard we try to civilize these glorious little creatures, there will always be that day when you realize they've been using your Chapstick on the cat's butt.


Be careful who you let use your Chapstick!

See? Funny, right?!?!? Hope everyone has a great weekend!

Today's Message of the Day

Life is short, so break all the rules:

Forgive quickly

Kiss slowly

Love truly

Laugh uncontrollably

And

Never regret anything that made you smile.

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