Geluk is 'n parfuum wat jy nie op iemand anders kan spuit sonder om ook 'n paar druppels op jouself te kry nie. Ralph Waldo Emmerson
I am in quite a pensive mood tonight. I watched a movie called ‘the squid and the whale’. It was not a ‘feel good’ movie. It was not a nice movie. It was an ugly movie. It was about people, and how they hurt each other, and how they love each other. It was not a typical hollywood movie, where they all hug in the end, and then everything is ok. Not at all. Things get quite ugly, and they got even worse, and there was no instant solution. They just learned to live with the disappointing hand that life dealt them. They were not ok in the end. But you could see that they had grown. And through that growth, they would learn to deal with life.
Kinda difficult, I like happy endings. I like it when they all live happily ever after, then I don’t have to worry about those characters anymore. Their problems are sorted…
After that I read an article in the december issue of ‘Leef’ magazine, an awesome magazine. If you don’t know it, then get it! Really!, about a woman who has a child who has an untreatable disease. The child has a difficult life. Yet this mother has so. much. faith! Not necessarily that her child will be cured, although, of course, this is what they really want. But that this child will live a fulfilled and blessed life, and that she will touch and bless others, and that if and when she dies, that there is no doubt as to where she will go. Is this not enough to make you smile and cry at the same time? Is this not what we want for all our children? Surely these people get it? I wish there was a way that I could tell them how much their story touched my heart. And it shows once again, that what we all know. That our faith only truly grows and deepens and matures through adversity. Unfortunately…
I am typing this blogpost in word, and when it is finished, I will cut and paste it into the blog. I am doing this, because my 3G connection is even worse than usual tonight. It is really slower than dial-up, in spite of what the adverts say. Word automatically corrects my ‘mistakes’, this is why it is all correct, with capital letters and all. Really, sooo boring…
i am a night owl. i function better later at night. but it is almost getting to that time where late is becoming early, and i cannot do early. so...
love, jacki
