You never know what you'll find when you visit someone's Facebook account these days.
A young man I know recently broke up with his girlfriend and suddenly started making alarming posts to his account. So alarming, in fact, that I was wondering whether or not I should contact a hotline of some kind or at least his parents to save him from possible suicide.
Posts like, "Just gonna stand there and watch me burn, but that's alright because I like the way it hurts." " When you're gone the pieces of my heart are missing you, I miss you... :( " and "If I drown tonight, bring me back to life breathe your breath in me, the only thing I still believe in is you. If you only knew..."
I felt kind of silly later when I found out these were not his original thoughts, but words from popular songs. Shows how out of touch I am with popular youth culture. Still, the words were, I suspect, expressing how he was feeling so maybe he was in a pretty dangerous frame of mind.
How about you? Has your relationship caved in? That same relationship you were positive was going to last forever?
Don't give up yet. If that relationship is still important to you, it can be saved--even if the other party is the one who has decided to move on.
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Friday
The Only Gift I Really Want For Christmas
A friend recently challenged a group of us to write down what we would most like to have in our Christmas stockings this year.
I gave her challenge a lot of thought, and finally decided that the best thing I could possibly get in my Christmas stocking this year is a very extra-ordinary cellphone.
If you knew me personally, that request might surprise you, because I hate cellphones. My husband purchased a tracfone once and the job of figuring out how to even make a simple call to a friend was, in my opinion, a colossal waste of time. And, when I did finally get connected, the party on the other end sounded as though they were speaking to me from deep down in a well. I'll take a good old dial phone anyday.
But, according to the rules of the challenge, the gift I request must fit into a Christmas stocking so, this one time, for this wonderful and extra-ordinary gift, I will happily put up with modern cellphone technology, and here's why.
The cell phone I am requesting is one that has been pre-programed so only one person can call me on it; my Mother, who died 7 years ago.
I cannot describe the joy I would feel each time that phone rang. Answering it would take precedence over anything else I was doing so I could sit down with my Mom for one of our cozy little chats.
I would ask her all the things I didn't get around to asking her while she was alive and still living just 20 miles down the road from me. Over and over, I would tell her how much I miss her and probably always will. I would catch her up on all the things her family and friends have been doing since she left. I would listen to her tell me how she spends her days, and ask her why she doesn't call more often. I would ask her all those questions that I meant to ask her, someday, before it was too late.
Then, most of all, just before we said good-bye, I would tell her that I love her.
I gave her challenge a lot of thought, and finally decided that the best thing I could possibly get in my Christmas stocking this year is a very extra-ordinary cellphone.
If you knew me personally, that request might surprise you, because I hate cellphones. My husband purchased a tracfone once and the job of figuring out how to even make a simple call to a friend was, in my opinion, a colossal waste of time. And, when I did finally get connected, the party on the other end sounded as though they were speaking to me from deep down in a well. I'll take a good old dial phone anyday.
But, according to the rules of the challenge, the gift I request must fit into a Christmas stocking so, this one time, for this wonderful and extra-ordinary gift, I will happily put up with modern cellphone technology, and here's why.
The cell phone I am requesting is one that has been pre-programed so only one person can call me on it; my Mother, who died 7 years ago.
I cannot describe the joy I would feel each time that phone rang. Answering it would take precedence over anything else I was doing so I could sit down with my Mom for one of our cozy little chats.
I would ask her all the things I didn't get around to asking her while she was alive and still living just 20 miles down the road from me. Over and over, I would tell her how much I miss her and probably always will. I would catch her up on all the things her family and friends have been doing since she left. I would listen to her tell me how she spends her days, and ask her why she doesn't call more often. I would ask her all those questions that I meant to ask her, someday, before it was too late.
Then, most of all, just before we said good-bye, I would tell her that I love her.
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