life, love,art. heart failure and assorted ramblings

Don't Talk Like That...
I write to find out what my heart thinks....
I am here to celebrate my life, to uncover my fears, to hold on to love, to grieve my losses, to laugh long and hard, and to learn how to live a full magnificent life with heart failure. I am honoring my creativity, and exploring all of my emotions out loud ...before anyone can say....."Don't talk like that!"
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Thursday, July 19, 2012
Maybe, there is no lesson...
People and events arrive in my life to teach. Sometimes I recognize the lessons right away, other times they are just not that obvious. Two have reemerged from my past, one’s lesson was immediate, the other, I still do not know.
I am beginning to wonder if the lesson is there, or am I too emotionally involved to see it.
Maybe things happen for no other reason than to enjoy life, enjoy the relationship and quit looking for a lesson.
Maybe I need to be patient and trust the lesson will reveal itself when the time is right.
Maybe, there is no lesson.
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