"The obvious is that which is never seen until someone expresses it simply.â€ – Kahlil Gibran
I heard from my daughter. She is lovely. She continues to surprise and amuse me.
Something wonderful she said that has had me chuckling all day. We were discussing stereotypes. How I had formed an somewhat incorrect view of her and how she might have done the same of me.
One of her best lines was:
"i mean if you were a meth addict who worked at hot topic i might be a little "oh good lord this is bad"….
In the context of her full message, this is quite funny. For privacy reasons, I wont print it here. But I did ask her if I could use it on my AIM profile. It made me laugh. Even though I hardly know her voice, I could hear a humorous sarcastic tone to the words.
She is a cool chick. I am so proud of her.
We are both doing the best we can with this stuff and I think we are both doing very well.
Hooked on Kahlil Gibran of late. Have always liked him. Feel the need to read "The Prophet" again. Read the below again today. I have seen it often in reference to adoption. Its truly applicable to all parents in my opinion. It also summarizes the messages I recently exchanged with my daughter.
And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, "Speak to us of Children."
And he said:
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts.
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.