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Thursday, June 25, 2009
Visitor Comments: 31
(29) Anonymous, December 14, 2011 3:39 AM
Miserable people are people who are not nourished spiritually.
(28) Emelie, December 14, 2011 3:28 AM
Remins me of a book called The Four ??? (senior moment)
1) Don't take anything personally. 2) Don't assume anything. 3) Be meticulously careful in your use of words. 4) Always do your best. Add to that have an attitude of gratitude. This means delighting in all the pleasant and simple things in life that are so taken for granted. Also practice good will and do not hold on to anger, anxiety, grudges, etc. Hmmmm. Examples are all female. Why do you have a woman in this little tongue-in-cheek diatribe? Do you think women are more likely to have those faults?
(27) Anonymous, December 7, 2011 1:21 AM
(26) Beverly Kurtin, December 4, 2011 10:57 PM
My friend
I have know a woman for over 45 years. She has never had a happy day in her entire life. She can bring up things that happened to her when she was an infant. She remembers FREQUENTLY how her mother said that she ran out of the room when she first laid eyes on her because she looked like a "drowned rat." If she has nothing else to worry about, she pulls out that early memory to kvetch about it all over again. When I had my first heat attack, she drove over to visit me and her car died. She lost her job, so my sister and I made her an offer that if she would GET A JOB and bank all of her money for six months, she could stay with us room and board paid for out of our own pockets. What would any of us have done at some time in our lives to get an offer like that? To make a long story short, she never got a job but sat around all day eating potato chips. We kept reminding her that her six months was coming to an end. She did nothing. Finally, out the door she went and as she left, she grabbed her plants and said that she was going to take them to her "real" family. Meanwhile, I had an angioplasty go bad and I required a bypass surgery. She refused to drive my sister to the hospital to visit me because "she had a headache." She was so into herself that she told my children that it was not necessary to visit me, it was no big deal. TO HER! But if you've ever had your chest torn open, it was a big deal to me. She finally saw the scar and asked "What's THAT?" I told her that it was from my open-hear surgery. She thought that the incision was only an inch long. When I told her that I did not make it to the operating room alive it was as though I had mentioned an insect bite. If it doesn't happen to HER, it is not important. I have multiple disabilities including a massive stroke, stenosis of the spine, and I'm on morphine constantly to control the pain I'm in. I'm happy, carry on a good social life while she remains miserable. I would so hate to be her.







