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Subject: Hearts and Humor - Life is a Bag of Frozen Peas - August31, 2006



Hello, Gang

This is mid-week repeat time.

Tonight's repeat is a painful one for me. It brings back memories

of a hard time in my life. It may have been a changing point for me.

I think a few of you have have read this one before, but so many

new members haven't.

The story was one of the many I wrote about that painful time.

Mike



                   Life is a Bag of Frozen Peas
                   
                   
    A few weeks after my first wife, Georgia, was called to
   
heaven, I was cooking dinner for my son and myself. For a vegetable,

I decided on frozen peas. As I was cutting open the bag, it slipped

from my hands and crashed to the floor. The peas, like marbles,

rolled everywhere. I tried to use a broom, but with each swipe the

peas rolled across the kitchen, bounced off the wall on the other

side and rolled in another direction.


    My mental state at the time was fragile. Losing a spouse is
   
an unbearable pain. I got on my hands and knees and pulled them

into a pile to dispose of. I was half laughing and half crying as

I collected them. I could see the humor in what happened, but it

doesn't take much for a person dealing with grief to break down.


    For the next week, every time I was in the kitchen, I would
   
find a pea that had escaped my first cleanup. In a corner, behind

a table leg, in the frays at the end of a mat, or hidden under a

heater, they kept turning up. Eight months later I pulled out the

refrigerator to clean, and found a dozen or so petrified peas hidden

underneath.


    At the time I found those few remaining peas, I was in a new
   
relationship with a wonderful woman I met in a widow/widower support

group. After we married, I was reminded of those peas under the

refrigerator. I realized my life had been like that bag of frozen

peas. It had shattered. My wife was gone. I was in a new city with

a busy job and a son having trouble adjusting to his new surroundings

and the loss of his mother. I was a wreck. I was a bag of spilled,

frozen peas. My life had come apart and scattered.


    When life gets you down; when everything you know comes apart;
   
when you think you can never get through the tough times, remember,

it is just a bag of scattered, frozen peas. The peas can be collected

and life will move on. You will find all the peas. First the easy peas

come together in a pile. You pick them up and start to move on. Later

you will find the bigger and harder to find peas. When you pull all

the peas together, life will be whole again.


    The life you know can be scattered at any time. You will move on,
   
but how fast you collect your peas depends on you. Will you keep

scattering them around with a broom, or will you pick them up

one-by-one and put your life back together?

    How will you collect your peas?


 Michael Smith

 If you wish to comment, please email me at:
 
 mtsmith@qwestonline.com
 
 I love to include as many comments as I possibly can.
 
 Feel free to share my stories. I only ask that you include
 
 my link to this page:

Michael Smith
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Comments from last week:

Hello Mike

What went through my mind today as I read your story, is that

there is absolutely nothing wrong with anyone ... man, woman

or child, crying ... showing their emotions. Of course there's

a reason. I'm very much an emotional person myself ... I can

relate to what you said and felt about Robin Williams in Mrs

Doubtfire (my favorite movie and actor). THAT is the part which

tore at my heart in the movie, the ruling of custody! He is

beautiful and I love Robin. He had the most expressionable

emotion I have ever come across.

If we didn't cry, we wouldn't be able to flush out the frustrations

out of our systems. There's a reason why we were created with

tears and that's not just for when we're chopping up onions.

Thanks for the lovely story Mike.

Fondest love to you and Ginny

Maria


 





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