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April 16, 2009

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Allison

This is too weird. I called Trey crying yesterday morning and all I could say was, "I am unhappy. I am unhappy." And what I meant was everything you just wrote.

Maria

Your soldier`s story missed a part that is the key: Nobody forced him to be a soldier. He knew what he was doing and going to.Even when he went home for a week, he knew that he must come back to the war. Perhaps he chose to enjoy that wonderfull week specially the last day just living one day at the time. I`m sure that he knows that he makes everything work well, so he can honor his country as a soldier, and his family as an excellent member of it.
Please kiss the boys for me
I love you and really sorry that you feel like that

Cameron

Oh, my dear friend! I'm simultaneously refreshed by your honesty and so sad for you.

I'm going with the Bloom analogy. You're planted, alright? Firmly planted. And maybe the soil is pretty crappy soil, full of clay. You're trying to bloom, but it's just HARD. It's using up every bit of energy you have just trying to bloom, and it's half-hearted and your leaves are all wilty. You're so tired of all the work it takes to bloom this little crappy bloom! SCREW IT.

Just when you think things couldn't get crappier, a dog poos right next to you. The rain falls softly. The poo filters into the soil and the minerals fertilize you. The sun shines brightly. The bees buzz around and collect your pollen and fertilize you at the same time (don't freak out, the fertilization is only metaphoric :)). It gets easier and easier to bloom. You're so colorful and beautiful that someone wonders what you could be with more help and adds some Miracle Grow. And you become even more gorgeous than ever before.

The Moral of the Story: You can't do it alone, or at least not the way that you've been doing it. Trying to continue in the same way that you know doesn't work--well, it makes you a wanker. :) You need to find your soft rain and your warm sun. You need to find your Miracle Gro. You might even need to find a gardener. But don't for one second think that you have to continue blooming in hard, hard, dry, clay-filled soil. We're all here to help you in whatever way we can.

Love you!

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