Rizzoli & Isles

"Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned." At least, that's what people usually say. I say "Hell hath no fury like the FRIEND of a woman scorned." Now that's who is the real threat. My close friends and I have each others back. It's Girl Code, Girl/Guy Code, all the Codes. Rock it or die. (Joke)

A person can do a lot to me. I will forgive and make sure that the person is ok, more than myself. I never want anyone to feel bad in connection to something to do with me. I just feel too guilty if they do. I don't know why. I've just been that way my whole life. My friends even question my sanity time and time again for giving some people repeated chances. It just seems right. However, the "switch" is completely different if a person is malicious or hurtful to one of my friends. (Must be the attorney-advocate side of me.). I have no problem letting the perpetrator know just how wrong they are.

Of course I have a "for instance". I have multiple, but I won't include them all here. So one guy, we'll call him Naw (as in Naw dude, you suck!) had the audacity to speak very rudely to my friend. We'll call my friend Mel. Eventually Mel and I saw Naw after this rude encounter. He thought (for only a second) he could act like everything was cool. He especially thought he and I were cool. You know since I was not the one he was rude to. (What world is he living in?) I nipped that in the bud quickly. My message was received. (no details needed here) And he understood, if he were to speak to Mel at some point later, an apology was in order. The apology did come.

One more, just for kicks. (Although outside the boundaries of my time in Chicago) In college I was at a party with friends. We were in the usual spot (on the dance floor) doing our thing. I hear my friend's excited utterance as the guy she was dancing with (call him Dick) touched her inappropriately. Well, I have very quick reflexes. I grabbed Dick's wrist and pushed him off my friend with lightening speed. I dared him to try something and added a few other things. (Don't try this at home. I've always been a little too bold with the male species than recommended for safety. But hey, don't mess with my friends and I won't mess with you.). He was shocked, but got the message.

Likewise, my dear friends have my back. Male and female. I absolutely love them for it. I usually have to talk them out of going to extremes for me (when I can), but it makes for great friendship. Oh the stories I could tell. Another day, another blog maybe.

Today's message: The friend is mightier than the sword. :-)

Mean Girls

Scared
Wanting to escape
Can't stop the bullying
Can't stop the hate

Hold on
Be strong
It's not you
They are wrong

You are unique
You are different
You are special
Not a detriment

Keep your eyes up
Hold your head high
Don't let them take away
Don't say goodbye

This life is worth more
Than the harsh words you hear
There's much more to live
The future is near

There is love
There is light
Fight the pain
You'll be alright 

I Dream of Jeannie

Dreamland

I think I dreamed it
Just a second
It was real
But it wasn't

No one pinched me
I just know
Dreamland no more
I'm shutting the door

Apologize

Dear Me:

I forgive you for not meeting all of our expectations.  Life is about the journey, and it's been a good journey. It's okay that we weren't always perfect.  It's okay that you skipped "nerd camp" to go to cheer-leading camp.  Even if you opted for sports over cheering later in life.  You are a cheerleader for your friends and family.  Cheer camp was worth every minute of that.  

I forgive you for not acing every college class.  You had fun and learned.  You graduated and got the same BA as those who got better and worse grades.  You enjoyed the journey.

I forgive you for putting up walls most our life.  And I forgive you for letting those walls down.  You have learned more about the human spirit and are still learning every day.  

I forgive you for being vulnerable, even if only a few understand what that means.  God loves you the same. Our vulnerability teaches us the value of the tongue.   

I forgive you for the mistakes you've made.  They help us be more humble.  

Most importantly, I forgive you, because we are not better than God.  He forgave all, so that we may live.

I forgive you.

Sincerely,

Broken but Blessed

My Sister's Keeper

Creating

A

Never

Changing

Erroneous

Rage

Drumline

Like drums
in a parade.
I hear the beat
As steady as waves.

Like the pitter-patter
of the rain.
I feel it pour out
happiness and pain.

Look!
It's there.
Sitting and waiting
For you to get here.

It's open to you
Open to it.
With His guide
We can fit.

The Beat Goes On

Sound
Thought
Expression
Effect

Thud
Doubt
Whence
Lurch