Wednesday, June 28, 2006

A Self-Made Historian

History will be kind to me for I intend to write it.
- Winston Churchill

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Monday, June 26, 2006

Growing Up and Growing Wiser

I discovered today that at the same time I was growing from a wild-tempered little girl with ringlets to a young adult, my mom was having a similar growing up experience from changing from a married woman who spent too much time catering to others' wishes to a married woman whose life was now solely centered around her children's.

She is not only my mother, but my life coach, my tutor, my counselor, my supervisor, and my friend....my best friend.

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Sunday, June 18, 2006

My Superman

Your kryptonite is your children. They talk back to you, sometimes take you for granted, and rarely give you those back massages after working for 24 hours straight. Yet, much to your wife’s and your children’s amazement, you still love your children and will give up anything ANYTHING for their well-being. In front of them, you’re incapable of thinking about anything else but them. You never raised your hand on the four of them and were sincerely upset when your wife did. You taught them everything they need to know about life: that success and money mean nothing when you’re not a good person and that education is the most important thing you’ll ever receive. I love how all your nieces and nephews are enthralled by you because simply put you’re the funniest man they know.

I aspire to become more like you. You are my source of inspiration. You taught me that generosity, honor, patience, and honesty aren’t words found in a dictionary. They become real to a person when they encompass those values in his life.

You’re a hard worker. You’re a son. You’re a brother. You’re an uncle. You’re a husband. You’re MY father.

Superman ain’t got nothing on you.

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Sunday, June 11, 2006

Him, The King of Rock "N Roll, and Molecules

I went house shopping with Mom today. On the way to meet the real estate agent, I passed by a sign in front of a church which read, "You have to wonder about people today. They think God is dead, and Elvis is alive."

I hate chemistry. I don't give a fuck about the building blocks of the universe and the shit in it.

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