Fun With Cross Posting

So. I read other's LJs. Yep. Totally admit it.

And a few days ago, the 26th or somesuch, a friend wrote a few things in her always eloquent journal that I responded to.

I liked what I wrote and so "you" get to read it now:

Back when I was really really sick and so very new at *being* sick, I used to see my little life as one of those snow globes on the far corner, upper left, if you must know, of God's desk.

Every now and then, when I wasn't paying attention to what I was supposed to be doing, he'd pick the damn thing up, my LIFE, he'd pick it up and shake it for all he was worth.

Generally, I would freak out and run around trying to put all the pieces back the way they were. Eventually, I learned to let them just fall. To just stand there and let them fall. They always seemed to fall exactly as they should.

See, my little snow globe was full of bricks. I spent a decade sorting bricks. When all I had to do, to not be beaten into a bloody pulp by falling bricks, was to just stand there and let them fall. Some neat things got built that way in my life.

Some people say, "Get moving. DO something!" Some of us, though, need to just stand there. Don't just do something, stand there.

Never let down, Shan.

Boy. Ain't that great?

Phtt.