A Glimpse Into My IN:sanity:: JHARP

When looking at me from the outside, inward, I am difficult to understand. When looking from the inside, outward…I am difficult to explain.
Complexity and contradiction abounds for those at arms length...
Clarity for those close.

When looking at me from the outside, inward, I am difficult to understand. When looking from the inside, outward…I am difficult to explain.
Complexity and contradiction abounds for those at arms length...
Clarity for those close.

After last years run, I started talking to a shrink. To make it more palpable, I call it a therapist. The question I asked was why do I compete in everything I do? Why do I not have an "off" switch. The hole I had to climb down in to in order to finish was dark, very dark. I have flashbacks. Why do I want to go there again? She helps me get it. I seem simple to me, not to others.

My goal and direction is pretty simple:

"To laugh often and much,
to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of my children
to earn the appreciation of honest critics
to endure the betrayal of false friends
to appreciate beauty
to find the best in others
to speak kindness of all people. (that is the toughest)!"

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Love Helps

I walked in to the kitchen and saw both kids scurrying around packing their lunch for school tomorrow. It seems after a three-day weekend, the intensity in getting ready to go back to school increases. This lunch making session was no different. Urgency for my son was at DEF CON Four. He is like me. For the princess, prancing around pausing in between verses of the song she was singing, she was challenging him. It delighted me and annoyed the Little Mister.

But Love Helps.

She was stuck in a quandary. On one side she needed help. On the other side, she wasn't about to ask him for help. Big sisters don't ask little brothers for help.

That is when they noticed I had walked in and observed Family Ties.

I slipped through the kitchen acting as if nothing had been observed. I headed to grab the digital camera. It seems my pension for paparazzi captures the best and worst of a moment. Then I was socked in the gut with a moment that mattered.

As she tried to reach the top shelf to grab a part of her lunch, he noticed. He is tough and tenacious...and tender. I threw the camera up and snapped a master piece that I would call "Love Helps."



As a daddy, I was moved. As a person, I was challenged.

Peace,
JHARP
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