Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Heavy Hearted

I truly feel that I am being tested. I mean, how much more sadness can this girl take. Three friends, three deaths, in three months. I have worked fifteen years at the company that I am at now. I have worked in different departments along the way and have had a few different bosses. One of my former bosses, that I worked for, for four years passed away today of cancer. She was only a year or so older than me. It just doesn't seem right and it doesn't seem fair. I ask myself "why??!!" I guess I will really never have an answer to that question. My mom sent me this poem. She thought it to be a perfect sentiment for today:

Boogie through Life

Don't cry because its over, smile because it happened.


Pain and Suffering is inevitable but Misery is optional.

Yesterday is history, Tomorrow is a mystery, Today is a gift.


That's why it's called: The Present.

A good exercise for the heart is to bend down and help another up.

Life is what you make of it...kinda like Play-Doh

The bubbling brook would lose its song if you removed the rocks.

Happiness comes through doors you didn't even know you left open.

Everything is always okay in the end, if it's not, then it's not the end.


If all my friends jumped off a cliff, I wouldn't jump with them. I would be at the bottom to catch them.

Here is a test to find whether your mission on earth is finished: If you're alive, it isn't.


So be happy!Don't let anything burst your balloon! Boogie through life!

Have a real happy day today! Enjoy it because you got up this morning!

4 comments:

Stacy said...

:-( Not much else to say! We shall boogie through life.

TAMI said...

I am so sorry to read that you have loss yet another person who had a place in your heart. I am glad that my lil video was able to brighten your day..... think of you!

mommy2alex said...

So sorry to hear that you've lost another friend. I'm thinking of you girlie, and boogie!

Denise said...

Dawn, I am so sorry. Losing people you love and admire is the hardest thing to go through.

Your mom sent you the perfect poem. i loved reading it!