Wednesday, March 01, 2006

Getting stronger sux

What doesn't kill me, makes me stronger.

I like and dislike that quote (or the paraphrased version of it) all at once. Yes, if I don't die, these experiences will likely strengthen me somehow. Kind of like making lemonade if life gives you lemons.

But sometimes ... just sometimes ... I feel like shouting, "Where the he**'s the sugar?!"

Some of my friends are going through difficult times. One of my closest friends faced the death of her father this past weekend. I didn't know until tonight. And there's not a whole lot I can do from almost the opposite end of the country.

E-cards seem shallow in these cases. E-mail hugs cannot replace the real thing. We live in a world where we are so close, so connected because of this marvelous technology --- and yet at times it seems rather cold ... impersonal ... useless.

Give somebody you care about a real hug today while I collect the lemons and try to make something good to drink. Don't worry. I'll share.

Slainte!

2 comments:

Nienke said...

Wow. Sucks to be the friend who can't hug, eh? Sounds like you could use one yourself! Anyway, I'm glad to find your Blogger blog and I've added it to my blogroll so I can keep an eye on you!! LOL

Meg Allison said...

Thanks, Nienke!