Everbody Hurts

Do you sometimes feel like you are the only person in the world who is crying, feels hurt, or is in pain? Do you feel like no one else is going through what you are experiencing? If it’s any comfort to you, know that you are not alone — everybody hurts. Some people just paste a smile on their face and go out into the world and act as if their life is perfect — or at least near perfect. Others have no problem letting the whole world know how bad they’ve got it. Some people are jealous of others because they think their lives are perfect and pain-free. One thing I’ve found to be true is that no one’s life is pain-free. It could be emotional or physical — pain is pain. Everyone has their own way of dealing with it. Years ago I remember I was upset about something and then I ran into two friends that same day who told me what was going on in their lives. I knew one friend had a twin brother who struggled with multiple sclerosis. Now his other brother had been diagnosed with the disease and was rapidly deteriorating. And on top of that his mother was diagnosed with cancer. The other friend was distraught because she just found out her husband had an affair. I remember thinking my situation wasn’t one I wanted, however, I thought their situations seemed worse. I knew I definitely wouldn’t want to be in their shoes. I don’t remember what was bothering me at the time. If I was to guess, I’d say work was stressing me out or my mother was in the hospital.

There was another incident when I was in my twenties that stuck with me. One day I had to ride the bus to work. I took my seat and was looking at the other passengers as they boarded the bus. I noticed a young woman who looked to be about my age. I remember thinking that she was pretty, dressed nice and probably had a husband who really loved her — and a perfect life. Not long after that one of the women I carpooled with said another woman would be carpooling to work with us for a little while. Well it turned out to be the same young woman from the bus. She was 27 years old, divorced, and was living in the basement of her parents house with her three young boys. Not living the perfect life I had assumed.

Whatever you are going through right now, know that you are not alone — nor are you the only person on this earth who is experiencing what you are experiencing right now. Everybody messes up, and sometimes people hurt the ones they love. Everybody hurts.

The next time you’re upset or hurting remember this story:

The Cross Room

The young man was at the end of his rope.

Seeing no way out, he dropped to his knees in prayer.

“Lord, I can’t go on,” he said.

“I have too heavy a cross to bear.”

The Lord replied, “My son, if you can’t bear it’s weight, just place your cross inside this room. Then open another door and pick any cross you wish.”

The man was filled with relief.

“Thank you, Lord,” he sighed, and did as he was told.

As he looked around the room he saw many different crosses;

some so large the tops were not visible.

Then he spotted a tiny cross leaning against a far wall.

“I’d like that one, Lord,” he whispered. And the Lord replied,

“My son, that’s the cross you brought in.”

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

When life problems seem overwhelming, it helps to look around and see what others are having to endure. Then you may see for yourself that you are more fortunate than you realized.

~ Author known to God ~

Here’s the song lyrics to “Everybody Hurts” by R.E.M:

When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone,
When you’re sure you’ve had enough of this life, well hang on
Don’t let yourself go, ’cause everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes

Sometimes everything is wrong. Now it’s time to sing along
When your day is night alone, (hold on, hold on)
If you feel like letting go, (hold on)
When you think you’ve had too much of this life, well hang on

‘Cause everybody hurts. Take comfort in your friends
Everybody hurts. Don’t throw your hand. Oh, no. Don’t throw your hand
If you feel like you’re alone, no, no, no, you are not alone

If you’re on your own in this life, the days and nights are long,
When you think you’ve had too much of this life to hang on

Well, everybody hurts sometimes,
Everybody cries. And everybody hurts sometimes
And everybody hurts sometimes. So, hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Everybody hurts. You are not alone

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Friday humor (4/17/09)

When is the last time you had a really good laugh? Since it’s Friday, I figured it was time to lighten up and not be so serious. It’s time to laugh! It is in that spirit that I’m sharing this bit of humor with you that someone sent to me. Hope it makes you laugh!

Don’t Fart in Bed

This is a story about a couple who had been happily married for years.

The only friction in their marriage was the husband’s habit of farting loudly every morning when he awoke.

The noise would wake his wife and the smell would make her eyes water and make her gasp for air.

Every morning she would plead with him to stop ripping them off because it was making her sick. He told her he couldn’t stop it and that it was perfectly natural. She told him to see a doctor; she was concerned that one day he would blow his guts out.

The years went by and he continued to blast them out!

Then one Thanksgiving morning as she was preparing the turkey for dinner and he was upstairs sound asleep, she looked at the bowl where she had put the turkey innards and neck, gizzard, liver and all the spare parts and a malicious thought came to her.

She took the bowl and went upstairs where her husband was sound asleep and, gently pulling back the bed covers, she pulled back the elastic waistband of his underpants and emptied the bowl of turkey guts into his shorts.

Some time later she heard her husband waken with his usual trumpeting which was followed by a blood curdling scream and the sound of frantic footsteps as he ran into the bathroom.

The wife could hardly control herself as she rolled on the floor laughing, tears in her eyes!

After years of torture she reckoned she had got him back pretty good.

About twenty minutes later, her husband came downstairs in his bloodstained underpants with a look of horror on his face. She bit her lip as she asked him what was the matter.

He said, ‘Honey, you were right.’ ‘All these years you have warned me and I didn’t listen to you.’

‘What do you mean?’ asked his wife.

‘Well, you always told me that one day I would end up Farting my guts out, and today it finally happened.

But by the grace of God, some Vaseline, and two fingers, I think I got most of them back in.

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We’re all Bozos on the bus

“We’re all bozos on the bus, so we might as well sit back and enjoy the ride” –Wavy Gravy

Have you ever just looked at your friend or mate and thought….”boy they’re stupid”? I’m not one who likes those negative kinds of labels but there are times when I have to fight that thought. Sometimes my hubby will do something I think wasn’t so smart, and then my mind starts to add up all the other times he did things that made me question his thinking. I don’t like it, my mind just automatically goes there. Here’s an example. The other week our garbage disposal conked out after 12 good years of service. So we went to Sears and bought a new one. No problem. We came home and hubby took out the old disposal and replaced it with the new one. Yay! It worked. Way to go my handy man! We ran the dishwasher and the next morning when I went to put the dishes away I discovered that there was a pool of water standing in the bottom of the dishwasher. I got out the instruction manuals for the dishwasher and garbage disposal to find out what the problem was. I came to the conclusion that there was a hole that needed to be made into the side of the garbage disposal or some sort of plug that needed to be pried open from the side of the disposal. I told hubby about the problem and my findings. And do you know what he did? He thanked me but he ignored me. The next day (when he had time to work on the dishwasher/disposal problem) I came downstairs to find that he had the dishwasher pulled out from under the counter and was messing around with the coils at the bottom of the dishwasher. I thought, “Why is he doing that? I told him what the problem was.” At one point I even heard him cursing as he went down to the basement to get the wet/dry vac to suck the water out of the bottom of the dishwasher. When it seemed like he had calmed down I came back downstairs into the kitchen. Then I glanced over to see that the instruction manuals were exactly where I left them on the counter and had not been touched by him. Believe me, I know this for certain. So now I’m thinking…”WTF! How in the hell is he going to fix this when he hasn’t even looked at the instruction manuals??? I told him what the instruction manual said. Is he stupid!” He ended up giving up for the night and was at it again the next morning. He even ran the dishwasher again. In my mind I’m thinking…”Oh yeah, that’s really going work. How in the hell does he think that’s going to work when he hasn’t fixed the problem. The water doesn’t have anywhere to come out! Duh! Can he be that stupid? He’s just wasted so much time on this. It all could have been resolved if he just listened to me.” As I expected it would, but hoped it wouldn’t, the bottom of the dishwasher filled up with water again. I couldn’t stand it any longer. I went and picked up the instruction manual myself and just casually mentioned……”Look honey, it says here, blah, blah, blah.” “Oh” he said. Then he decided to take another look at the disposal and found the plug the manual talked about and popped it out.” Well of course that fixed the problem! Now I’m thinking…”Yay, it worked! Duh! Why didn’t he just listen to me in the first place.”

What is it about the male ego that won’t let them read instructions, ask for directions, or honor our request right now? I don’t know. Why can’t women read maps? Because then we would be perfect. Haha. We’re all bozos on the bus.

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T.G.I.F — Get your Groove on!

“Sing like no one’s listening, love like you’ve never been hurt, dance like nobody’s watching, and live like its heaven on earth.” — Mark Twain

It’s F-R-I-D-A-Y — are you ready to let loose, get your groove on, have fun and dance? Many times we are so caught up in life that we neglect to have fun. The twenties seem to be the partying phase of our lives. Then our lives seem to take a turn as we focus more on careers, marriage, family and kids. But the person who likes to have fun is still there inside of us just waiting to be let loose. It’s important to our well being to have fun. When we’ve had our dose of fun we are happier, feel more optimistic, and therefore are more pleasant to be around.

Here’s a story about me getting my dose of fun:

I love music — all types, and I really like to dance. About two weeks ago I was driving by myself to Borders Books. I put on a cd my hubby made for me, and I started dancing to Beyonce’s song “Get Me Bodied.” Well I was so into doing my thing that I ran a red light. I didn’t even know it until the cop turned on his siren. I looked into my rearview mirror as I was about to make the turn into the shopping center and saw him. I thought, “Oh, there’s a cop. Well I’m turning so I’ll be out of his way.” I made the left turn and the cop was still behind me. Then I thought, “Oh, I think he may be after me. I didn’t do anything. Did I do anything? What did I do?” So I pulled over as soon as I could and the nice young cop came up to me and said “Mam, do you know you just ran that red light back there?” I was truly surprised and I’m sure my face showed it. All I could do was say I was sorry and that I didn’t know because “I had the music up loud and I was just in my zone jammin away, doin my thing.” He smiled, chuckled and told me next time to be more aware. Whew! Thank God I didn’t get a ticket! He didn’t even write me a warning. I’m sure he got a good chuckle and a surprise at pulling over this 40 something woman for running a red light because she was dancing. Who said cops can’t be nice. I’ve been more aware since then. But I have to tell you, I really was having a great time — just me and the music. The point of the story is…..yes life is busy, take the time, make time for fun — even if it’s just dancing by yourself. Just be careful if you’re driving in the car. Ok, ok you want to hear the song I’m talking about. Then watch the video below but catch your breath and keep reading after the video is over. Enjoy!

In the early eighties, every Friday morning for about a year, I used to wake up to this song on the radio — Living It Up (Friday Night) by Bell & James. It used to get me in a good mood just hearing it and knowing it was Friday. I was able to find it on Youtube to share with you. Now go get your groove on! Do you have a funny story you’d like to share about your experience having fun? Happy Friday!

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