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We All Have Hurdles To Leap

There comes a point when a really sad and confused person simply can't be helped, particularly if they don't want to be - Gazing out the one and only window in a room where I lay quietly waiting for a doctor to come in, A ruby-throated hummingbird appeared from out of nowhere, lingering barely long enough to see me see him…when… Unexpected mem’ries started darting through my mind, pausing, like the tiny bird, just long enough see That lives - as long as mine has been - are filled with what it takes --- to make a man that winds up like - a man like me --- like me. The incident reminded me of someone I once knew who’d faced her share of hardships, and was often fraught with pain, Yet foolishly expected me to disregard our friendship, and make no move to help her after hearing her complain. But after she explained to me - and did so more than once - that she preferred that I not interfere on her behalf, Even after I explained that all I ever wanted…all I ever meant to do was make her smile and laugh, She at last convinced me that - by being too controlling, I was only weakening what I’d fought so hard to build. I learned that I’d been blinded by the love I’d tried to share with someone who is both - a loving soul - and - too strong willed. For me, it was the many hurdles she was coping with, together with my deep concern, that fostered my obsession To somehow help her clear them, and protect her, if I could, hoping I might help her win her battle with depression. What I failed to realize was, I was being selfish, faced with hurdles of my own that will not go away. I believed that we were kindred spirits...kindred souls...and found in her a strength, and love, that helped me, day to day. It wasn’t fair to do that…we were friends and nothing more…and, having leapt a bunch herself, she knows far more than I About what makes a friendship work. It’s me who broke the rules, and I will never blame her for her severing of the tie. See my audio-CDs and 26 books on ebay and at - writerofbooks.com (Samples on YouTube) Cheers, Mark

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