I was gone for 4 hours yesterday and when I returned home, D'Artagnon only had one eyebrow.  How does one loose an entire eyebrow without shaving it off?

 

Anyway, I just want to know why?
But when someone takes their own life, there is no answer that will satisfy my question.

I've never really paid attention to the messages in commercials.  But recently I attended a training on paraphalia and it was pointed out that advertisers play with this just as much as murders, etc.  Scary thought.  

So, I decided to watch TV and really listen to the messages that were being conveyed.  I really noticed that there was a huge shift in markets pending on the time of day and the channel you were watching.  (e.g.,  if you are watching prime time TV during the evening hours you are more likely to be pushed into purchasing a new car or a new cell phone or be prompted to go watch the newest movies in the theater releasing this week.  If you are watching talk shows or court tv during the day you will be prompted to become a chef, a medical or vet assistant or a massage therapist.) 

But there was one commercial that really pissed me off.  Its this little girl and she's playing with her mom's stethescope.  They have a conversation about helping people.  And the little girl (apears to be about 4 or 5) asks her mom if she can help people too when she grows up.  And the mom replies, yes, when you grow up you can be the best medical assistant ever.   I was so mad.  Why couldn't she grow up and help people by becoming a doctor.  Not to dimenish the work medical assistants do (but most of the one's I've worked with have been snotty, and rude and jab me really hard with needles) but why not aim high.  Why not dream big? 

My two best friends, my soulmates, left town on Friday and I'm floundering without them.  It's weird.  I know that we will always stay in contact, that we will reconnect around the globe whether its MN, Boston, Seattle or Costa Rica, but not having them in the same city creates this huge black hole.  

I've only really known them since August, more truly since Thanksgiving when I invited myself over for the holiday and we talked long into the evening.  Our connection was intense and pure and held truth.  

When I was teaching, a parent sent me a poem about people come into our lives for specific reasons; sometimes they are here for short times, sometimes longer and sometimes they travel with you from this life to the next.  

I know that the three of us met for a reason, and even though our time in MN was short but I know are paths will reconnect again. 

Hopefully soon.......