Finish Strong

I am not always very good at finishing what I start. I get something up and running and seem to lose that spark that started it all in my head. Now i am feeling a little sheepish. Time to hit the grindstone.

Friends

Someone once told me about there blog post concerning friendship and their criteria for a friend. I read it and I agreed. Other people didn't like it as much; they did not meet the standards set. Facebook friends are not my good friends. My best friends are the ones I see as often as we can. To the ones who poke me when they sign, I don't know what that means, but if I were a balloon I would be deflated by now. Facebook takes to much of my time. It has it's place, I have mine. I like to keep it that way. My best friend in the whole world doesn't have a facebook. I like that. All of my best friends don't need facebook cause I see them a lot. And if I do not then it is time to change that.

Growing up one of my really good friends was alway told before he went to bed the family motto: "Taylors always choose good friends." I have always tried to be his good friend. If he chooses me and I choose him we would both be good friends, right? I have the same motto, but for myself. I choose good.... Good friends, Good food. Good things. The people around me are good. So that means I am good too. I have always thought of others as better at loving me than I was at loving them. Or that others knew what they were supposed to do early in life so they must be better. I have realized over the last few months that I am good, because I like to do good things, be around good people and be good at what I do. I am good. And that feels good.