tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6170416303750119762.post2485913588063139761..comments2024-03-14T02:36:53.170-04:00Comments on Dear Diane,: Post-movie Let DownJulia K Burzonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01440379389897118745noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6170416303750119762.post-9525694168572863662012-03-28T18:44:15.503-04:002012-03-28T18:44:15.503-04:00This is so very what I need to embrace. Problem i...This is so very what I need to embrace. Problem is, in this moment I am feeling despair for no reason. I know, don't believe everything you feel.... The trick for me I think is to find a way to stop questioning whether whatever is "my best" at a given time is good enough. It seems it is never as good as I want it to be or as I could do at some other time or that someone else could do (I'm overly competitive). I need to kick the "should" habit, but then I wonder at what point do I need to stop telling myself whatever my best is right now is enough and crack the whip because in actuality I am slacking?Julia K Burzonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01440379389897118745noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6170416303750119762.post-34224092175785051402012-03-25T09:31:28.162-04:002012-03-25T09:31:28.162-04:00I cannot control my story. I am not wise enough, c...I cannot control my story. I am not wise enough, clever enough, or well spoken enough to make a lasting difference. I cannot make others care enough to remember me tomorrow.<br />What I can do is savor every moment of life like you savored your pumpkin bread. I have the joy of a spouse and two children to whom I am the whole world. I cannot control if they will love me tomorrow, but now, in this moment, I can love them for all I'm worth. If tomorrow the love of my life decides he no longer loves me...I will know that I gave him my best today. If tomorrow tragedy strikes and my babies are returned to the dust, I will know I loved them as much as I possibly could every moment of their lives. And if tomorrow I am gone, I know that my sweet ones will remember to the very marrow of their bones my love for them. Fame and fortune and clean laundry are fleeting.<br />I only have this moment, and really, it's all I need.Annie Gnoreply@blogger.com