November Madness

My girls and I just finished watching the last episode of the anime, Fruits Basket.  They can't wait to see the next season, unfortunately, we can't find any more of the animated anime, just the books are available.  I guess this is good in a way, now they want to read the manga.  Fruits Basket is about a young girl, Tohru, who although faced some of life's worst situations, still came out smiling.  She lived with her mom, who seemed so wonderful, always saying the right things.  Makes me rethink some of the things I'd like to tell my girls.  Then one day her mom was in a car accident and died.  Why do mothers always die in these shows?  Tohru chose to live with her paternal grandfather.  After awhile he decided to renovate his house to make more room for his other daughter and her family.  Grandpa was to live with that daughter while the renovations were taking place.  There was no room for Tohru and she didn't want to burden her good friends with herself so she decided to live in a tent in the forest until it was time to move back with her grandfather. 

It seems like the focus of this anime is to show people that looking for the good in people will usually bring out the good in them.  That's Torhu's gift.  She can help her friends by accepting who they are and looking at their good qualities.  She makes no judgements, nor does she expect things of people.  Too bad we all can't be anime characters.  Imagine how wonderful the world would be if the focus turned from the bad to the good.

Maybe that's what Deepak Chopkra and Esther something or other were trying to get across to everyone.  Focus on what you want and it will come.  I've also read part of the "Prayer of Jabez".  This book basically said that God is there to fulfill your dreams, just demand it from Him and he will give it to you.  This sort of scares me. It also gives me a feeling of power and responsibility.  I am in charge of my life and myself.  On the other hand, what do I want? What shall I focus my will upon?  The other saying always pops into my head, "Be careful what you wish for. . .you may get it!"  Not sure what genius came up with that one--it just ruins the "always looking on the bright side" of  wishing. 

What shall I call to me?  I want to be good and strong, courageous in the way of doing the right thing.  I'd love to learn how to write a story.  I'd also love to be able to draw my characters.  I'd also like to sing, lol that's a good one!  Hmmm, since I'm shooting for the stars, l'd like to help people plan for their future, get a better life. 

A journal seems like a wonderful thing, somewhere that you can log your feelings and work out problems.  Its also a place that can trap you, make you vulnerable to others.  I read somewhere that a good start to writing is journaling.  I wonder where that would lead me.  I'd like to tell you about a passage written in my yearbook, one that I don't think I read when my yearbook was new and being passed from friend to friend.  This person who I thought was my friend wrote some terrible things about me.  He said that I spread lies about him and for the life of me I can't remember anything about it.  I feel bad about it and hope that something a silly teenager (me) said didn't scar him for eternity.  I wonder if he even remembers what it was.  Although the wriitten passage was penned long ago and sat there without my knowledge, I still feel guilty and bad about it now, decades after it was done.