"And let your best be for your friend.
If he must know the ebb of your tide, let him
know its flood also.
For what is your friend that you should seek
him with hours to kill?
Seek him always with hours to live." - The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran
The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran is one of my favorite books of all time, given to me by one of my favorite people of all time. It is full of wonderful advice about life, some of which I love and abide by enough to have it permanently inked into my skin (thank you Jess! As always, you rock!!). It is a beautifully written little book and every time I am feeling a little on the empty side spiritually speaking, I crack it open for a refill. It works every time.
Moving onwards... relationships are hard. Friendships, love affairs, marriages, whatever it may be... they take work and compromise and understanding from both sides. It's always hard when it becomes a one way path instead of a two way street. That's when things start to go downhill and fall to pieces - when one person becomes the giver and the other one the taker. This happens too many times.
It was a long week at school this week. The kids are ready for summer and so am I. Teaching in a classroom where it's a constant 82 degrees or higher is getting a little old. By the end of the day the students and I both stumble around like zombies and don't really absorb much of anything. They are still trying though, so I am going to keep trying as well. June 23rd, here we come!
I hope everyone enjoys the long weekend! If you are looking for me, I'll be working at Bearcamp Garden both Saturday and Monday. Come buy plants! We've got some awesome stuff and it's finally time to plant it! Sunshine and gardens? Bring them on!
And now, for my poem of the day...
Surviving Sadness
Evening falls hard today
aggravating injuries I once thought to be healed
and gone.
My heart resembles the bruised hue of the sky.
What if's war
as tears threaten
to wash away the dam
I have worked so long to build.
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