Everybody has got the choice between hotdogs and hamburgers.
Everyone of us has got to choose
Between right and wrong
And giving up
Or holding on.
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While some people I know are mystified that I would plaster my life on Facebook, telling the world all my secrets, I find it works as therapy.
When I say, "I'm having a bad day." or "I feel like a failure." my Facebook friends will fill up a page with love and support. Some might see that as a cry for attention.... well, yes, it is.
My friends are all genuine people. There is no teen angst going on here, no showing-off or trying to get some boy to show an interest.
When I cry for help, it's because I need it.
Even when I can't say what the problem is, my friends rally round. They lift my heart when it feels to heavy for me to lift myself.
They say delicious things, they remind me that all is not lost, they make me laugh, and sometimes cry a little.
And they do it with the written word. They take the time to type out a response, and if you think that's easy, you don't have predictive text on your phone.
There is great power in the written word. Seeing something in black and white is concrete. Comfort expressed on paper (or a screen) lasts a very long time.
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Sometime in life we all need a friend to help us. We can't always do it ourselves.
Maybe we need someone to help us hold on, or to catch us when we fall.
Or maybe you will get the chance to BE that friend.
Never ever underestimate the worth of a kind word or gesture when someone you know is in trouble.
