Thursday, September 19, 2013

The Mayonnaise Jar

The Mayonnaise Jar 

When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day is not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and two cups of ...coffee.

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him.

When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and fills it with golf balls.

He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was. 

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured it into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls.

He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was. 

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. 

He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous "YES". 

The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed. 

"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things - God, family,
children, health, friends, and favorite passions. Things, that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the things that matter like your job, house, and car. The sand is everything else -- the small stuff." he said.

"If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "There is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are
important to you..." he told them.

"So... pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Worship with your family. Play with your children. Take your partner out to dinner. Spend time with good friends. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the dripping tap. Take care of the golf balls first -- the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented. 

The professor smiled and said, "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend."




I will miss you when you go...



He was taking stuff off the walls...I paced back and forth...watching him...

"I don't understand why you are packing now...you still have three weeks...who will give me coffee when You are gone?" I asked

"Then you will just have to come and visit me" he replied

"You will visit me cos now you wont have a proper kitchen" I said.

"You won't be here anyway" he said, removing more nails from the walls

"Is there anything here you want? a collection of national geographic?"

"Please! I have way too many books and shit...I don't want more books and mags" I replied, following him around as he put things in boxes.

"Oh, by the way, I know something you can have, I have a gift for you" he said

"Oh, what is it? a gift? for me?"

"Yes, I saw something that made me think of you so I bought it for you" he said.

"How interesting! what is it?"

He walked to a cupboard, brought out two bangles and reaching for my hand, he gently put them through... 

"Ha! you liar! you did not get them for me, you got them for some girl and now you changed your mind and you are giving them to me"

He did not turn back as he took down more pictures off the wall... 

"No, I got them for you. Its a gift"

"Oh..."

"So did you want coffee?"

"Anything sweet?"

"Tea?"

"Nahhhhhh"

"Carbonated water? I can put lemon in it?"

"Ok"

We drank the water in silence.

"I need to go get something from the shops" I said

"I need to read" he replied.

I walked quickly home. In my room I looked at the bangles. Nobody had given me a gift just because...for a long time. The bangles were brown, with some sort of white splashes on them. Its the kind of thing I would have bought for myself. That he knew me so well made me smile. I sent a text.

"Thank you for the bangles"  it said. "They are perfect".




If you ever want a crazy girl...

Here I am.

Yes, you know where you can find me. I walk in the rain just to feel that I can feel.

I pinch myself at nights to know that I am real.

And if you hold me tight...

Everything will be fine again.

I will walk with an umbrella and find a home.

Yes, I will.


Young Love Last Forever Series Pt. 3



As I promised my readers and myself I would share Jason and my love stories as a healing process, but I have thoroughly enjoyed reading each one. Especially, the notes passed in school when we were real young. Young love does happen and cannot be dismissed as it sometimes is by parents. I am so glad that my parents and the Taylor's gave our love a chance, but we were both told it was a phase and wouldn't last. No Jason and I were not just let go to experience the love we felt, but we were under constant supervision. It was okay by us since sex was not a issue then, just being together ans spending time with each other.

In this letter it is near the holiday's and we both want to be together which caused a few problems for us.

Amber, I just don't know what to do Thanksgiving is coming up and I want to spend it with you, but my parents say no. I wanted to tell you on the phone last night and night before, but I didn't want to mess nothing up. All we have are the times we can be together which aint enough for me and or calls or letters and sometimes a email. I wanted to call you last night again but it was too late. My parents just get on my nerves. I know I love you and you love me, but they call it puppy love says it a pass. See we suppose to go to my grandma's for Thanksgiving but I would rather come to your house. Your parents are so cool and understand us more I think. I have thought about running away from home it has gotten so bad and when they say I don't love you it makes me so mad. I love my parents and they are usually cool except for this.

I LOVE YOU AMBER NICOLE WILSON!  For me you are the only girl alive. For me you make the world go around. Without you the world would fall off its axles and we would all plummet to our death. When we have been together there is always somebody there and I want to kiss you so bad, but I don't know it I am a good kisser or you would like it? I will only kiss you if you want to and I don't want to kiss you in front of no body ok? Let me know if you ever want to kiss me and we will find a way to make it happen. I think your lips would taste sweet like bubble gum. Have you ever thought about kissing me?

This Thanksgiving thing will you have your mom call my mom and try and work something out? I need to see you and after all the holidays is about spending them with the people you love and I love you.

I Love You
Jason

(now present) I remember that Jason's mom said no and we were very discouraged. But, I remember that Jason's grandmother fell down the steps on the way out to the grocery store 3 days before Thanksgiving and broke her hip. I don't remember what all was wrong with her but it was more than a broke hip since I remember they put her in the ICU in the second day. Jason's grandmother was as tough as they came, but she did not take care of herself. She was always taking care of others bless her heart. Yes, she is still alive and well and living Conyers Ga. But, I remember that Jason's mom said that he could come and stay with us since his grandmother was in the hospital. Jason actually got to stay at my house, sit at my table and eat Thanksgiving dinner among other meals. We actually had our first kiss hiding under the stairs, but believe me we had separate rooms and eyes were on us at all times. I remember that my mom drove us to the hospital and took food out to the house and Jason and we took it all in and put it up so the entire family could eat later. I remember my mom made a turkey just for their family. Everything started going well after that between our families. I remember we spent Christmas between both places that year and nothing kept us apart again ever. Well until he died.