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What's the last thing that really moved you?? I'm not one for over-emoting, but every once in awhile something/somebody comes along that moves me or stirs emotions...
example...as silly as it may sound, the last thing that truly moved me was a Counting Crowes song...they perfromed live on Howard Stern the other morning and played an acoustic version of 'Round Here...it was simply stunning, imo...it's been a long time since I've heard somebody present a song with that much emotion...incredible... so, what has recently moved you??? | |
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A phone call I had 2 nights ago with the sweetest sweetest human being on earth. | |
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a couple kissing at the coffee cart this morning. i had a nice cry hiding in the bathroom before i could go into work   | |
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That Counting Crows song blew me away too. He didn't even want to sing it, so imagine how it would have been if he had REALLY been trying. It probably would have killed me.
The other thing that recently moved me was last night a woman I do work for sent me an email saying how much she appreciated me. It was totally out of the blue and made my week. | |
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There's a little girl named Cynthia at this rec center here in Brooklyn.
Well after I helped her with her homework, I took her to the store for candy and we went back to the center to play before it was time for her to leave. We were playing tennis and all of a sudden she ran over to me and hugged me and said i love you.  I just said aww i love you too and sent her back over to the other side of the net so i could finish whooping her ass. | |
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My daughter scored her 1st high school soccer goal last night - the game winner    | |
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The last thing was something my little one said...
He told me I looked beautiful the other day. I was feeling miserable, looked terrible. He was so sincere and genuine though. He kissed me on the cheek after he said it. | |
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When my 11 month old niece became excited when I called for her 2010: Healing the Wounds of the Past.... http://prince.org/msg/8/325740 | |
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A classmate of mine preached his first public sermon yesterday. When he gave the closing benediction, issuing the congregation forth to nurture new life in the world, he held his 3-month-old son in one arm while offering the traditional gesture of blessing with the other.
It was an absolutely beautiful moment -- both for the school and for his family history in the making. I so wish I had a camera on me. Ὅσον ζῇς φαίνου
μηδὲν ὅλως σὺ λυποῦ πρὸς ὀλίγον ἐστὶ τὸ ζῆν τὸ τέλος ὁ χρόνος ἀπαιτεῖ.” | |
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I visited an old friend of mine from my middle school and high school days a few days ago. I think the last time that I saw her was on the day that her son was born, so it was almost 4 years since I last saw her. We were talking and she was telling me about what has been happening with her and just watching her interact with her son really got to me. She grew up and really got her shit together. I'm really proud of her. 
I cried in my car after I left her house. 
Fuck, I'm starting to cry now. I have a big soft spot for families and kids and all of that  [Edited 4/3/08 10:44am] | |
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watching how little kids love the entire world.
unless they get told no, but really HE'S COMING AGAIN | |
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Yesterday I was watching "Tyra" and she had a group of girls on there from the "Make a Wish" Foundation who wanted to meet her. They were all between 11-18 and very sick. I didn't get to see the whole show, but I got really teary after listening to each girl describe her illness. 
I started thinking about how I came thru my surgery with few problems and how blessed I am; these young girls are suffering and they were happy just to spend time with Tyra Banks. "Love Hurts. Your lies, they cut me. Now your words don't mean a thing. I don't give a damn if you ever loved me..." -Cher, "Woman's World" | |
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I was at a Jill Scott concert a couple of weeks ago. Although Jill is a big girl, she exudes confidence and sex appeal. In between songs, she would talk to the audience with brutal honesty. During one break, she spoke of how she had been the "other woman" in a relationship. She said people talk about what they would never do up on their high horses. Her response to them: shit happens. 
I beat myself up for many mistakes but I think back to that night and forgive myself a little. Then she proceeded to sing in about five different octaves and brought me to tears. | |
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Lucy played with the neighborhood kids for the first time yesterday. I mean she plays already, at daycare, she has friends (kids of our friends mainly); but yesterday was the first time that she played with the neighborhood kids.
We were walking home from daycare and she saw this older girl (about 6 or 7?) who she knows slightly, and her brothers, also young, out in front of their house kicking a ball against the stoop, and she was mesmerized. She wanted to go down to look at them (she wouldn't go inside) and she stood there just frozen, watching. The girl smiled at her and invited her over, but she didn't go at first. I asked her if she wanted to go home, but she just shook her head and kept watching them kicking the ball. She kind of moved closer, and kept holding my finger, trying to be cool about it, but she wouldn;t break free and go over. Finally she looked up at me and said "My ball," and pulled me home. She wanted to go get her ball and bring it outside and play. So we did. She was thrilled with this. And she wanted to play over close to where the other kids were still playing. And she kept kind of getting closer, until she blended in with them and then suddenly they were playing together, and I saw the next years of her life laid out there... It was a big moment. For her too. | |
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2the9s said: Lucy played with the neighborhood kids for the first time yesterday. I mean she plays already, at daycare, she has friends (kids of our friends mainly); but yesterday was the first time that she played with the neighborhood kids.
We were walking home from daycare and she saw this older girl (about 6 or 7?) who she knows slightly, and her brothers, also young, out in front of their house kicking a ball against the stoop, and she was mesmerized. She wanted to go down to look at them (she wouldn't go inside) and she stood there just frozen, watching. The girl smiled at her and invited her over, but she didn't go at first. I asked her if she wanted to go home, but she just shook her head and kept watching them kicking the ball. She kind of moved closer, and kept holding my finger, trying to be cool about it, but she wouldn;t break free and go over. Finally she looked up at me and said "My ball," and pulled me home. She wanted to go get her ball and bring it outside and play. So we did. She was thrilled with this. And she wanted to play over close to where the other kids were still playing. And she kept kind of getting closer, until she blended in with them and then suddenly they were playing together, and I saw the next years of her life laid out there... It was a big moment. For her too. oh jeez | |
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2the9s said: Lucy played with the neighborhood kids for the first time yesterday. I mean she plays already, at daycare, she has friends (kids of our friends mainly); but yesterday was the first time that she played with the neighborhood kids.
We were walking home from daycare and she saw this older girl (about 6 or 7?) who she knows slightly, and her brothers, also young, out in front of their house kicking a ball against the stoop, and she was mesmerized. She wanted to go down to look at them (she wouldn't go inside) and she stood there just frozen, watching. The girl smiled at her and invited her over, but she didn't go at first. I asked her if she wanted to go home, but she just shook her head and kept watching them kicking the ball. She kind of moved closer, and kept holding my finger, trying to be cool about it, but she wouldn;t break free and go over. Finally she looked up at me and said "My ball," and pulled me home. She wanted to go get her ball and bring it outside and play. So we did. She was thrilled with this. And she wanted to play over close to where the other kids were still playing. And she kept kind of getting closer, until she blended in with them and then suddenly they were playing together, and I saw the next years of her life laid out there... It was a big moment. For her too. | |
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2the9s said: Lucy played with the neighborhood kids for the first time yesterday. I mean she plays already, at daycare, she has friends (kids of our friends mainly); but yesterday was the first time that she played with the neighborhood kids.
We were walking home from daycare and she saw this older girl (about 6 or 7?) who she knows slightly, and her brothers, also young, out in front of their house kicking a ball against the stoop, and she was mesmerized. She wanted to go down to look at them (she wouldn't go inside) and she stood there just frozen, watching. The girl smiled at her and invited her over, but she didn't go at first. I asked her if she wanted to go home, but she just shook her head and kept watching them kicking the ball. She kind of moved closer, and kept holding my finger, trying to be cool about it, but she wouldn;t break free and go over. Finally she looked up at me and said "My ball," and pulled me home. She wanted to go get her ball and bring it outside and play. So we did. She was thrilled with this. And she wanted to play over close to where the other kids were still playing. And she kept kind of getting closer, until she blended in with them and then suddenly they were playing together, and I saw the next years of her life laid out there... It was a big moment. For her too. Oh gosh...that made me all teary. | |
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applekisses said: 2the9s said: Lucy played with the neighborhood kids for the first time yesterday. I mean she plays already, at daycare, she has friends (kids of our friends mainly); but yesterday was the first time that she played with the neighborhood kids.
We were walking home from daycare and she saw this older girl (about 6 or 7?) who she knows slightly, and her brothers, also young, out in front of their house kicking a ball against the stoop, and she was mesmerized. She wanted to go down to look at them (she wouldn't go inside) and she stood there just frozen, watching. The girl smiled at her and invited her over, but she didn't go at first. I asked her if she wanted to go home, but she just shook her head and kept watching them kicking the ball. She kind of moved closer, and kept holding my finger, trying to be cool about it, but she wouldn;t break free and go over. Finally she looked up at me and said "My ball," and pulled me home. She wanted to go get her ball and bring it outside and play. So we did. She was thrilled with this. And she wanted to play over close to where the other kids were still playing. And she kept kind of getting closer, until she blended in with them and then suddenly they were playing together, and I saw the next years of her life laid out there... It was a big moment. For her too. Oh gosh...that made me all teary. Serious nervous breakdown here  2010: Healing the Wounds of the Past.... http://prince.org/msg/8/325740 | |
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2the9s said: Lucy played with the neighborhood kids for the first time yesterday. I mean she plays already, at daycare, she has friends (kids of our friends mainly); but yesterday was the first time that she played with the neighborhood kids.
We were walking home from daycare and she saw this older girl (about 6 or 7?) who she knows slightly, and her brothers, also young, out in front of their house kicking a ball against the stoop, and she was mesmerized. She wanted to go down to look at them (she wouldn't go inside) and she stood there just frozen, watching. The girl smiled at her and invited her over, but she didn't go at first. I asked her if she wanted to go home, but she just shook her head and kept watching them kicking the ball. She kind of moved closer, and kept holding my finger, trying to be cool about it, but she wouldn;t break free and go over. Finally she looked up at me and said "My ball," and pulled me home. She wanted to go get her ball and bring it outside and play. So we did. She was thrilled with this. And she wanted to play over close to where the other kids were still playing. And she kept kind of getting closer, until she blended in with them and then suddenly they were playing together, and I saw the next years of her life laid out there... It was a big moment. For her too. wow...I hope this makes sense, it's amazing the melancholy emotion that the joy of being a parent can bring... that was lovely, 9's... | |
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roodboi said: 2the9s said: Lucy played with the neighborhood kids for the first time yesterday. I mean she plays already, at daycare, she has friends (kids of our friends mainly); but yesterday was the first time that she played with the neighborhood kids.
We were walking home from daycare and she saw this older girl (about 6 or 7?) who she knows slightly, and her brothers, also young, out in front of their house kicking a ball against the stoop, and she was mesmerized. She wanted to go down to look at them (she wouldn't go inside) and she stood there just frozen, watching. The girl smiled at her and invited her over, but she didn't go at first. I asked her if she wanted to go home, but she just shook her head and kept watching them kicking the ball. She kind of moved closer, and kept holding my finger, trying to be cool about it, but she wouldn;t break free and go over. Finally she looked up at me and said "My ball," and pulled me home. She wanted to go get her ball and bring it outside and play. So we did. She was thrilled with this. And she wanted to play over close to where the other kids were still playing. And she kept kind of getting closer, until she blended in with them and then suddenly they were playing together, and I saw the next years of her life laid out there... It was a big moment. For her too. wow...I hope this makes sense, it's amazing the melancholy emotion that the joy of being a parent can bring... that was lovely, 9's... You're such a wussy. | |
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2the9s said: Lucy played with the neighborhood kids for the first time yesterday. I mean she plays already, at daycare, she has friends (kids of our friends mainly); but yesterday was the first time that she played with the neighborhood kids.
We were walking home from daycare and she saw this older girl (about 6 or 7?) who she knows slightly, and her brothers, also young, out in front of their house kicking a ball against the stoop, and she was mesmerized. She wanted to go down to look at them (she wouldn't go inside) and she stood there just frozen, watching. The girl smiled at her and invited her over, but she didn't go at first. I asked her if she wanted to go home, but she just shook her head and kept watching them kicking the ball. She kind of moved closer, and kept holding my finger, trying to be cool about it, but she wouldn;t break free and go over. Finally she looked up at me and said "My ball," and pulled me home. She wanted to go get her ball and bring it outside and play. So we did. She was thrilled with this. And she wanted to play over close to where the other kids were still playing. And she kept kind of getting closer, until she blended in with them and then suddenly they were playing together, and I saw the next years of her life laid out there... It was a big moment. For her too. A REAL father would have had a camera for just such an occasion.  [Edited 4/3/08 11:18am] Ὅσον ζῇς φαίνου
μηδὲν ὅλως σὺ λυποῦ πρὸς ὀλίγον ἐστὶ τὸ ζῆν τὸ τέλος ὁ χρόνος ἀπαιτεῖ.” | |
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hokie said: roodboi said: wow...I hope this makes sense, it's amazing the melancholy emotion that the joy of being a parent can bring... that was lovely, 9's... You're such a wussy. Cosign! | |
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Lammastide said: 2the9s said: Lucy played with the neighborhood kids for the first time yesterday. I mean she plays already, at daycare, she has friends (kids of our friends mainly); but yesterday was the first time that she played with the neighborhood kids.
We were walking home from daycare and she saw this older girl (about 6 or 7?) who she knows slightly, and her brothers, also young, out in front of their house kicking a ball against the stoop, and she was mesmerized. She wanted to go down to look at them (she wouldn't go inside) and she stood there just frozen, watching. The girl smiled at her and invited her over, but she didn't go at first. I asked her if she wanted to go home, but she just shook her head and kept watching them kicking the ball. She kind of moved closer, and kept holding my finger, trying to be cool about it, but she wouldn;t break free and go over. Finally she looked up at me and said "My ball," and pulled me home. She wanted to go get her ball and bring it outside and play. So we did. She was thrilled with this. And she wanted to play over close to where the other kids were still playing. And she kept kind of getting closer, until she blended in with them and then suddenly they were playing together, and I saw the next years of her life laid out there... It was a big moment. For her too. A REAL father would have had a camera. He spent all his money trying to get Orgeanic 6 off the ground 2010: Healing the Wounds of the Past.... http://prince.org/msg/8/325740 | |
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Lammastide said: 2the9s said: Lucy played with the neighborhood kids for the first time yesterday. I mean she plays already, at daycare, she has friends (kids of our friends mainly); but yesterday was the first time that she played with the neighborhood kids.
We were walking home from daycare and she saw this older girl (about 6 or 7?) who she knows slightly, and her brothers, also young, out in front of their house kicking a ball against the stoop, and she was mesmerized. She wanted to go down to look at them (she wouldn't go inside) and she stood there just frozen, watching. The girl smiled at her and invited her over, but she didn't go at first. I asked her if she wanted to go home, but she just shook her head and kept watching them kicking the ball. She kind of moved closer, and kept holding my finger, trying to be cool about it, but she wouldn;t break free and go over. Finally she looked up at me and said "My ball," and pulled me home. She wanted to go get her ball and bring it outside and play. So we did. She was thrilled with this. And she wanted to play over close to where the other kids were still playing. And she kept kind of getting closer, until she blended in with them and then suddenly they were playing together, and I saw the next years of her life laid out there... It was a big moment. For her too. A REAL father would have had a camera for just such an occasion.
[Edited 4/3/08 11:18am] I'll check YouTube later, maybe someone caught it on film.  | |
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2the9s said: hokie said: You're such a wussy. Cosign!  | |
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2the9s said: hokie said: You're such a wussy. Cosign! fuck you both... | |
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roodboi said: 2the9s said: Cosign! fuck you both...
I missed you... | |
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My car moved me to work this morning. | |
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JustErin said: My car moved me to work this morning.
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JustErin said: My car moved me to work this morning.
just wait 'til this saturday nite folks, I'm sure a bottle of Crown will be moving Erin into another state of pathetic bliss... | |
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