There is a girl at my University with special needs. I believe she has Cystic Fibrosis. She has her good days and bad you can only imagine. Throughout this semester we have had a brief "hello" here in there but never a real...
I have a friend who can make my day with her smile. She can also turn a dark moment into a flash of brilliant humor. Yesterday my friend Meg and I sat in the theater watching a thoroughly enjoyable film, The Young...
maybe 20 30 pounds.
And the fixer in me hopes she finds some one who will say I'll do any diet with you, you can come to my house and eat or I'll come over and cook, lets meet at the gym three times a week.
The loser in me hopes she'll find someone that says your fine how you...
Some things are with us almost our entire life time before you realize that it is your worst enemy. We all have this darkness that nobody will know, the one part that we only keep to ourselves.
We live our day to day lives, and lie to everybody including ourselves...
...........here we go.
If you've read my other stories, then you'll know what a big thing this is. My feelings will always be there, but if I want to remain an important part of her life, then I will be whatever she wants me to be.
A lot of things have happened since Christmas...
So this afternoon I went to my friend Frank, who is not well but is full of life. Even with his condition he finds time to have a bit of fun and look at things from a different perspective. He needs a kidney, hence he is a regular at the hospital. Having said that, Frank loves...
A friend....Accepts you as you areBelieves in youCalls you just say "hi"Does not give up on youEnvisions the whole of you (even the unfinished parts)Forgives you alwaysGives unconditionallyHelps you up and dusts you offIgnores your mistakesJust wants to be with youKeeps you...
My story with that one friend in particular is amazing. We met in year 7 (or 1 year on high school) and even though we didn't talk much that year, a simple secret we shared on Christmas got us together. She was the first person to know that I was gay as well as I was the first...
Not from that one great teacher
not from doing what they were told.
This friend has learned to live
In the face of misunderstanding
Not always accidental
In the face of rejection
And without bitterness
And with grace
Has learned the hard way
That only listening matters...
Around the corner I have a friend
in this city that has no end
Yet the days go by, the weeks rush on
and before I know it a year is gone
and I never see my old friend's face
for life is a swift and terrible race
always getting in the way at times
they know i like them just as...
as much as u like
all the days if it comes to that
let these images, thoughts, hopes and dreams wash through your mind
like the foamy lips of the little wavelets climbing the beaches during the rising of the tide