Is it what you say, or how you say it?

From a poem called "I am me because of you."

A while ago, I had yet another unfortunate oppertunity to try and comfort somebody who lost a loved one. Man, do I hate it when i see people hurting from this kind of pain. For me, it goes beyond the tears and sorrow and sadness that someone must endure during this very trying time. It involves who we are as a person. A very dear person in my life had passed away a while back and of course I was affected terribly. Up until that point, I had had a tremendous amount of loss in my life from those loved ones around me, and one might think that I would have been used to it. Not the case at all! Well, I decided to write a poem about this loved one to express my feelings. During the writing of this poem it struck me that I was also writing about myself. I had realized that we all have experiences in our lives. We have family and friends, teachers and students and so on. Each experience and person is a building block for who we are, who we become. When someone in our lives dies, that part of us dies as well. If we live long enough, we will have our turn to be that part of someones life which must leave. It seems to me that it's a cycle that must happen. Those around us must leave so that we can continue to be who we are, who we will be. They must leave so that we can leave also when that time comes. This is not a new concept, but apparently I was able to explain this to someone who was suffering and needed some comfort. Well, this person recently thanked me for talking with him. For taking the time to listen and be involved in his pain. He was going to take his own life that particular evening long ago, but decided not to. He told me that I had helped him to have the strenght to go on with his life. That he was important and all would somehow be alright. He told me that it wasn't so much what I said, but how I said it. I didn't press the issue as to what that meant, but knew that something good had come out of it. I decided to write this in my journal because I think it's a very possitive message. We are all important. Our lives, no matter the problems we encounter, has meaning. Life is fantastic, especially when we can help each other. I didn't tell my friend this, but he actually helped me as well. I think i'll thank him tomorrow.

there you go!

you've got one more reason to stop eating junk foods.

It's interesting.....the power of listening.....u can change some one's life with out even saying a word......u have great skills.....u deserve the junk food.....

Thank you Jeremy and I agree. You know Atomicflower will always remind people about my little junk food thing. No matter what i write or comment on, she brings it back to junk food. She loves to torture me...and it works.

there will be no me exist in your world, if there is no you.

so...if you want me to remain existing...look after your health.