A poem i found...and i like it.

True Love

True love. Is it normal
is it serious, is it practical?
What does the world get from two people
who exist in a world of their own?

Placed on the same pedestal for no good reason,
drawn randomly from millions but convinced
it had to happen this way - in reward for what?
For nothing.
The light descends from nowhere.
Why on these two and not on others?
Doesn't this outrage justice? Yes it does.
Doesn't it disrupt our painstakingly erected principles,
and cast the moral from the peak? Yes on both accounts.

Look at the happy couple.
Couldn't they at least try to hide it,
fake a little depression for their friends' sake?
Listen to them laughing - its an insult.
The language they use - deceptively clear.
And their little celebrations, rituals,
the elaborate mutual routines -
it's obviously a plot behind the human race's back!

It's hard even to guess how far things might go
if people start to follow their example.
What could religion and poetry count on?
What would be remembered? What renounced?
Who'd want to stay within bounds?

True love. Is it really necessary?
Tact and common sense tell us to pass over it in silence,
like a scandal in Life's highest circles.
Perfectly good children are born without its help.
It couldn't populate the planet in a million years,
it comes along so rarely.

Let the people who never find true love
keep saying that there's no such thing.

Their faith will make it easier for them to live and die.


Wislawa Szymborska

I like it on the desk....

So if you don't have Facebook, you should. But that is not what this post is about.

What do we all think about the, "I like it on the _______". Meaning where you like to put your purse. This is what people have been posting on facebook to raise breast cancer awareness. What I think would be a better way is to list someone you loved that died from it, and someone you loved that beat it.

For me, my sweet Aunt Debbie died of breast cancer a little over 12 years ago. She is missed by many, especially her husband and 6 kids she left behind. Also my lovely mother Diane survived. I always felt a little guilty that my mom gets to be here, while my cousin's mom doesn't. I sure need to appreciate my mom more.

I was worried if breast cancer is a genetic disease. I found out in my intellectual property class (there was a case on breast cancer) that only 8 percent of cases are genetic.

when I was about 28 I asked my gyno about what i could do to reduce my chances of getting breast cancer myself. She said, "have a baby and breast feed before 30". So now I got the genetic possibility, I am deep, deep into my thirties and no baby in sight. I hope that I can be breast cancer and all cancer free... but it seems like it's a huge possibility.

I hope that we figure out what is causing this cancer. I hope we can all eat more raw food (because that I believe helps prevent cancer).

Twas a sad day.

I want to say that i trust you people a lot.

First I always talk about my hopes and dreams of one day having a husband and family of my own.

Then I tell you about the hand wart and the healthy cervix.

But I am not sure you can handle the truth....

I dropped out of a race. A marathon. The Spokane Marathon to be exact. I was in last place. The race had a 5 hour limit, i wasn't meeting it. The course was hilly. I weight 173 pounds (gained 7 since law school started) and my feet were killing me. So I quit. The race directors said I could keep going but I didn't want people to stick around because of me.

It was a sad sad day.