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		<title>By: Scott</title>
		<link>http://tecthought.com/2009/01/29/more-of-the-past/comment-page-1/#comment-604</link>
		<dc:creator>Scott</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 31 Jan 2009 11:35:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>@Cricket - I guess I was searching for more of the &quot;Why did I become an alcoholic?&quot; Yeah, I do/did see it as something was wrong with me, and you are right.  It is just another lesson learned and apparently something great is or has already come from this mishap.  Or, maybe not.  I suppose it doesn&#039;t really matter for what lies ahead.  

Yep, that&#039;s Mom.  Sometimes she is pretty smart.  She has a heart of gold plated gold.  I&#039;ve never been a leader.  I don&#039;t know how to lead.  I guess it&#039;s one of the big reasons why I feel as though my wheels are just spinning with this career change.  Like, I&#039;m following God and I&#039;m waiting for him to push me or lead me there instead of me taking some initiative and taking a leap of faith.

I really like your side of the story.  Much brighter than mine was.  Thanks, Cricket.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>@Cricket &#8211; I guess I was searching for more of the &#8220;Why did I become an alcoholic?&#8221; Yeah, I do/did see it as something was wrong with me, and you are right.  It is just another lesson learned and apparently something great is or has already come from this mishap.  Or, maybe not.  I suppose it doesn&#8217;t really matter for what lies ahead.  </p>
<p>Yep, that&#8217;s Mom.  Sometimes she is pretty smart.  She has a heart of gold plated gold.  I&#8217;ve never been a leader.  I don&#8217;t know how to lead.  I guess it&#8217;s one of the big reasons why I feel as though my wheels are just spinning with this career change.  Like, I&#8217;m following God and I&#8217;m waiting for him to push me or lead me there instead of me taking some initiative and taking a leap of faith.</p>
<p>I really like your side of the story.  Much brighter than mine was.  Thanks, Cricket.</p>
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		<title>By: Scott</title>
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		<dc:creator>Scott</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 31 Jan 2009 11:25:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>@Jean - I&#039;m sure if I think more on this I too would find that even after all the fitting in, I would find something that was missing.  Quite possibly even a lot of loneliness.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>@Jean &#8211; I&#8217;m sure if I think more on this I too would find that even after all the fitting in, I would find something that was missing.  Quite possibly even a lot of loneliness.</p>
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		<title>By: Scott</title>
		<link>http://tecthought.com/2009/01/29/more-of-the-past/comment-page-1/#comment-602</link>
		<dc:creator>Scott</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 31 Jan 2009 11:23:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>@nancy - That&#039;s my story and I&#039;m stickin to it :)  That&#039;s the way I remember it.  I do remember taking the BB to Ma and Poppy&#039;s and showing it to Mark and Terry.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>@nancy &#8211; That&#8217;s my story and I&#8217;m stickin to it <img src='http://tecthought.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />   That&#8217;s the way I remember it.  I do remember taking the BB to Ma and Poppy&#8217;s and showing it to Mark and Terry.</p>
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		<title>By: Cricket</title>
		<link>http://tecthought.com/2009/01/29/more-of-the-past/comment-page-1/#comment-599</link>
		<dc:creator>Cricket</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 31 Jan 2009 04:00:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh Scott I love this post. You were a kid. A boy at that. I was a girl and I did crazy things to fit in. Believe it or not I would challenge others to a tree climbing contest.  Look back with happiness that you were shot in the foot. You lived to tell a happy story from it. 

Reflection is such a hard thing. Sometimes we dig deep trying to go back to a point in time in which we think we got off track. Remember their are no bad tracks that we cannot alter and take a different course.  Different paths lead us to a different place each time. Savor this moment as a blessing not as a &quot;something was wrong with me&quot; way of thinking. 

I believe the post above is from your Mom (Nancy). She speaks so much truth here. &quot;Follow the leader is a good game if you are the leader.&quot; Well, you are now the leader of your life. You have placed your faith in God.  Move right along and live your life the way you have been given a chance too. Teach your children what you have learned. 

I think it is great that you were all boy. You know you could look at the story another way. You were tough. You were strong. You endured pain for the reward. Apply that to your life today. See, there are always two sides to a story Scott. 

Have a wonderful weekend.

&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cricket’s last blog post..&lt;a href=&quot;http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ACricketInAGarden/~3/526994816/i-have-a-list-.html&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;I Have a List&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh Scott I love this post. You were a kid. A boy at that. I was a girl and I did crazy things to fit in. Believe it or not I would challenge others to a tree climbing contest.  Look back with happiness that you were shot in the foot. You lived to tell a happy story from it. </p>
<p>Reflection is such a hard thing. Sometimes we dig deep trying to go back to a point in time in which we think we got off track. Remember their are no bad tracks that we cannot alter and take a different course.  Different paths lead us to a different place each time. Savor this moment as a blessing not as a &#8220;something was wrong with me&#8221; way of thinking. </p>
<p>I believe the post above is from your Mom (Nancy). She speaks so much truth here. &#8220;Follow the leader is a good game if you are the leader.&#8221; Well, you are now the leader of your life. You have placed your faith in God.  Move right along and live your life the way you have been given a chance too. Teach your children what you have learned. </p>
<p>I think it is great that you were all boy. You know you could look at the story another way. You were tough. You were strong. You endured pain for the reward. Apply that to your life today. See, there are always two sides to a story Scott. </p>
<p>Have a wonderful weekend.</p>
<p><abbr><em>Cricket’s last blog post..<a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ACricketInAGarden/~3/526994816/i-have-a-list-.html" rel="nofollow">I Have a List</a></em></abbr></p>
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		<title>By: Jean Browman--Cheerful Monk</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jean Browman--Cheerful Monk</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 31 Jan 2009 03:19:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I have great compassion for that little boy.  I probably wouldn&#039;t have said yes, but I sure would have been lonely.  I&#039;ve had my share of loneliness.

&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jean Browman--Cheerful Monk’s last blog post..&lt;a href=&quot;http://cheerfulmonk.com/2009/01/26/taking-delight-in-little-things/&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Taking Delight in Little Things&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have great compassion for that little boy.  I probably wouldn&#8217;t have said yes, but I sure would have been lonely.  I&#8217;ve had my share of loneliness.</p>
<p><abbr><em>Jean Browman&#8211;Cheerful Monk’s last blog post..<a href="http://cheerfulmonk.com/2009/01/26/taking-delight-in-little-things/" rel="nofollow">Taking Delight in Little Things</a></em></abbr></p>
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		<title>By: nancy</title>
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		<dc:creator>nancy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Jan 2009 17:54:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Who were you before you were mine?  Do you have another set of parents?  This MAMA did NOT allow you to &quot;go hunting squirrels&quot; or anything else in the woods with a bb gun!  What I remember is,  your last set of parents didn&#039;t know why you could not walk very well (we were visiting my grandparents when the hobbling started).  In fact, I don&#039;t think we knew there was a bb gun involved until the doc extracted the bb. Also, I think there may have been numerous &quot;stories&quot; told regarding the INCIDENT before we got to the truth.  We do have the truth now don&#039;t we?  Also, in your parents defense,  you were/are perfect!  I didn&#039;t think it necessary to tell you certain things in life.  I guess I thought you read the manuel that came with you when you were born.  The title?  The Game of Life.
Follow the leader is a good game if you are the leader!  Take the time to &quot;read the BOOK to your children- - - they won&#039;t read it for themselves either.  Involve them in situations where you are in control, but allowing them to make decisions based on possible outcomes you all have discussed before hand.  One option, when watching a movie, pause it at a &quot;teachable moment&quot;  and discuss, &quot;what if&quot;.  But, I&#039;m sorry to say, even doing the best you can do as a Dad,  they will still, at some point in life, SHOOT THEMSELVES IN THE FOOT!.    Your AIM is to keep it from being FATAL.

MOM</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Who were you before you were mine?  Do you have another set of parents?  This MAMA did NOT allow you to &#8220;go hunting squirrels&#8221; or anything else in the woods with a bb gun!  What I remember is,  your last set of parents didn&#8217;t know why you could not walk very well (we were visiting my grandparents when the hobbling started).  In fact, I don&#8217;t think we knew there was a bb gun involved until the doc extracted the bb. Also, I think there may have been numerous &#8220;stories&#8221; told regarding the INCIDENT before we got to the truth.  We do have the truth now don&#8217;t we?  Also, in your parents defense,  you were/are perfect!  I didn&#8217;t think it necessary to tell you certain things in life.  I guess I thought you read the manuel that came with you when you were born.  The title?  The Game of Life.<br />
Follow the leader is a good game if you are the leader!  Take the time to &#8220;read the BOOK to your children- &#8211; - they won&#8217;t read it for themselves either.  Involve them in situations where you are in control, but allowing them to make decisions based on possible outcomes you all have discussed before hand.  One option, when watching a movie, pause it at a &#8220;teachable moment&#8221;  and discuss, &#8220;what if&#8221;.  But, I&#8217;m sorry to say, even doing the best you can do as a Dad,  they will still, at some point in life, SHOOT THEMSELVES IN THE FOOT!.    Your AIM is to keep it from being FATAL.</p>
<p>MOM</p>
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