You Gotta Go There to get there: May 2011

May 19, 2011

My Life

You know, when I was nineteen, Grandpop took me on a roller coaster.
Up, down, up, down.

Oh, what a ride!
I always wanted to go again. You know, it was just so interesting to me that a ride could make me so frightened, so scared, so sick, so excited, and so thrilled all together!

Some didn't like it. They went on the merry-go-round. That just goes around. Nothing.

I like the roller coaster.

You get more out of it.

~Parenthood~

Bridge Crossing

Jaime and her Dad were crossing a bridge.

Emil was kind of scared for her so he asked his little Jaime:

"Sweetheart, please hold my hand so that you don't fall into the river."
Jaime said...

"No, Dad. You hold my hand."

"What's the difference?" He asked puzzled

"There's a big difference," replied the little girl.
"If I hold your hand and something happens to me, chances are that I may let your hand go. But if you hold my hand, I know for sure that no matter what happens, you will never let my hand go."

In any relationship, the essence of trust is not in its bind, but in its bond. So hold the hand of the person whom you love rather than expecting them to hold yours...