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"Happiness is the journey, not the destination."

Saturday, July 7, 2012

Saturday 9: Whatever Gets You Thru the Night

Saturday 9: Whatever Gets You Thru the Night

1. What helps you get through the night?  Romance novels. Sounds corny, perhaps, but on those nights where I have no reserves left, romance gives me a place to escape where I can *know* that things are gonna work out right in the end.

2. Do you ALWAYS keep an open mind?  I try. I may not always be as successful as I'd like, but I always try.

3. Who is the wisest person you know?  Sometimes, my 7YO son. Sometimes my mom. 

4. Who is the strongest person you know?  I have a friend who left an abusive husband, despite all the people telling her she shouldn't because "He's in the ARMY, he's a HERO, he couldn't possibly be bad!" She had two small kids, one with severe health issues. She put herself through college. I know how hard that all was because I was there with her, on the phone, for hours every day as she agonized over her choices, as she dealt with her toddler's health issues and an infant on top of that, as she worked with divorce lawyers and was shunned by people she'd grown up with for daring to not want to be married to a man who was emotionally and verbally abusive just because he was taking a paycheck from the department of defense. She's the strongest person I know.

5. How would we tell by your behavior if you are having a bad day?  If I'm cleaning like a crazy person, you should probably keep your distance (someone might want to clue my hubby in on this one!)

6. Does your ego sometimes get in your way?  I don't know. I think my shyness definitely does. 

7. Do you believe in Zen? If yes, can it be mastered?  I do and I don't. I don't thing that anyone can truly master anything. 

8. Do you believe you could teach someone, like your child, to be competitive?  I think that it's possible for children to learn to be competitive. Whether or not my children will learn it from me? I don't know. Maybe in parcheesi.

9. Do you believe home is not a place but rather a state of mind?  I think there can be elements of both. I feel that sense of HOME in my parents' house, in my own house, in my grandfather's nursing home, and most especially when I'm with my husband. I can't, in some instances, separate the place from the memories it evokes within me.

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