Wake up call........

I have been going to the gym every day for the last few weeks, trying to lose those extra kilos that have crept up on me through the years.

Everytime I go, there is one guy that always catches my eye.
He is absolutely gorgeous! He has the greatest body, the most gorgeous eyes and .......... well lets just say that his physique is perfect.

Over the weeks, my obsession grew with the outer beauty of this male and even though I could see that his personality was nothing I would ever EVER consider, it became oblivious when compared to those hard shoulders.

Yes, like every other human, I can be extremely aesthetic.

A few days ago, I walked passed my mortal God and saw him staring at the rear end of this poor girl running on the treadmill. He turned and made a remark to one of his friends and on the left hand side of his teeth, there was a big green piece of lettuce which no one had bothered to notify him of.

Now I am not laughing at this man, I have been caught out in similar embarrassing situations, as have we all. He is just the poor victum of my over enthusiastic imagination. But it gave me a BIG wake up call.

HE WAS ONLY HUMAN!!

His outer body was absolutely perfect but underneath he is like me, like you, like evey single human being on this planet.

We elevate people to majestic heights and soon they start to feel that they are majestic. They, inturn, begin to treat people as their inferiors.

But do we balme them if it is we who elevated them in the first place??

Mary-Ann Elizabeth

You own that part of my heart,

The part no man can touch,
The part no child can replace

The part you did not ask for
The part I did not intend to give.

It was yours,
From the moment of my being
The first light inside the womb
Your tiny hand, pressed against the mystery
Your ear, listening for my heartbeat
Whispering to me your dreams
As they travelled through the abyss.

From that moment,
Our souls were connected
Latched, by an invisable thread

Your dreams became my dreams
Your grief, connected to my grief
Your joy, forever my joy

You are my curse...... you are my blessing

You are my weakness....... you are my strength

For years I have tried to escape you
Life chooses our own paths
But the thread is always tugging
Drawing me back to your side

I am trapped....... I am free

Oh my sister, don't you see?!
You will always own that part of my heart