A Page from Your Book

As a young girl, I heard an adult tell his friend, “I took a page from your book.” Avid reader and lover of all things in print, I misunderstood his statement. Annoyed that anyone would rip a page from a book, I determined not to lend my books to anyone without first ensuring they agreed to leave all pages intact.

Later, I learned this was simply a phrase meaning, “I did something you would do.” Reading other blogs, I often find my recent thoughts mirrored. I’m not sure if this is because we tend to gravitate to others similar to ourselves (in physical life and online) or simply coincidence, but I feel as though we are having a conversation. I thought something you would think. 

I’ve been thinking lately about what I’ll leave behind. How only a moment—just a breath—can take us from one reality to the next. What a sheer curtain hangs between now and forever. Seems like you’ve been thinking about the same.

Just so you know, I took a page from your blog.

 

When you don’t have an artifact which will save you in your afterlife, don’t give value to your artifacts in this world! – SP

 

You are not alive in memories
but that is the place I find you,
so I fan the small fire,
inhaling deeply,
remembering
today. – LL

-JRLZN

I don’t fear death anymore; I fear looking back on my time here on this earth and realising that I missed out on so many wonderful opportunities because of such a naïve notion of allowing apprehension of the inevitable to destroy the wonderful gift of life that I have been presented. I don’t want to grow old having squandered my time, or having lived an un-lived life.CN

 

About Casey

Adoption = my life. I'll give it to you straight. Success, failure, truth.

Posted on December 9, 2016, in Adoption, writing and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 9 Comments.

  1. Hi Casey

    I’m glad you let me know about issues with your connection? Did this happen recently? Today I changed everything to Casey Alexander, except one issue, my mind’s on break so it may not be everything. I have to check which email you want? We can work together to make the changes.

    !! The last 3 post are great, giving yourself STRUCTURE! Your love for structure rubs off and they expanded their structure time to once a day!!!!! Good luck on that one! After a few years

    !!I do know the loving children will structure their life like your’s. I was obsessive about the house being dirty, illness can change everything.

    So glad your blogging and taking the pressure off yourself. After a month, it may change, a huge relief for instead of Insta Mom!

    Please end me an email thru WP as first step with my detective.

    Big Hugs
    M

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    • HAHAHA Hubby WISHES I would be obsessive about cleaning the house. 🙂

      I didn’t understand the last line of your comment above: “Please end me an email thru WP as first step with my detective.”
      If you need my email address again, it’s Casey@Hypervigilant.org –feel free to email anytime. Hope you’re doing great!

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  2. Casey
    Please tie a ribbon to remind you to reblog. You post a great blessing to the community. It doesn’t matter how of you post, I want your post to spread and help the community. You teach us whats out of the groups scope. Try to get in habit of reblog right away. It’s the only I taught myself the habit.
    Glad your work is extended, they must like your prior work ethic. Now you working part time. I miss the reading the comments for you as they roll in.
    🙂 🙂
    M

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  3. Thank you for your uplifting interpretation of these words on living life.

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  4. Aww.. Casey.. This is soo heartwarming! It is actually an honor that you took something from my blog.. Something that mirrored your thoughts.. And something that reflects a part of you. Let’s keep inspiring each other. Glad to have stumbled upon your blog. See you around! 🙂

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  5. I love your misunderstanding and how you made others agree to leave your books intact.

    This life is very fragile . . . and yet, in other ways, so resilient. The fact that we ponder immortality and hold on so tightly assures me that I was made for more. 🙂

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