I cannot read this without crying.  In a good way, that is.  Every time I need a pick-me-up, I go back to this blog entry.  (I think I will have to put “defeated” on the fridge.)  Enjoy.

Moving on…

December 1, 2006

It’s been quite a strange year.  Truly.

I realized that my perceived calling might not be my calling after all.

I realized that my best friend (and the man that I assumed I would eventually end up with) is really not that likable.  I lost most of my respect for the one person who has been a constant in my life for the past 10 years.  And it has made me sad.

I learned that dating someone for the sake of companionship, no matter how much you do like them, is a bad idea.

I found out that nothing fills a hole in your heart.

I have just discovered that helping out someone else really does have a positive payout in other facets of life.

True friends are hard to come by… So I must truly appreciate the ones I love–Gary, Donna, Barry, Paige, Bill… Love you all so very much.

And now I need to go call Comcast and ask that they remove any and all sentimental channels and shows from my cable package.  This sappy shit is too much for anyone.  I think I’ve seen too many episodes of Extreme Makeover: Home Edition.