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Post by Christopher Myers on Jul 12, 2004 23:03:29 GMT -5
I write these all the time I will post a few and if people like them then I will post more
Christopher Myers
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Post by Christopher Myers on Jul 12, 2004 23:03:52 GMT -5
Successful people handle adversity two ways, they go straight through it, or they get around it
Unsuccessful people handle adversity two ways also,
They quit, and then make excuses
CHRISTOPHER MYERS
3/5/2003
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Post by Christopher Myers on Jul 12, 2004 23:05:46 GMT -5
KARMA
ABSOLUTELY
NEVER SPEAKS YOUR LANGUAGE WHEN IT IS TALKING TO YOU
CHRISTOPHER MYERS
2/26/03
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Post by Christopher Myers on Jul 12, 2004 23:06:55 GMT -5
AS I GROW OLDER I REALIZE I HAVE
HALF OF THE FRIENDS
I USED TO
BUT I CAN COUNT ON THEM TWICE AS MUCH
CHRISTOPHER MYERS
2/27/03
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Post by Christopher Myers on Jul 12, 2004 23:12:38 GMT -5
HOW MY HEART TRULY BREAKS TO WATCH THAT TEAR RUN DOWN MY CHILDS FACE THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL
AND HOW IT WILL HURT SO MUCH WORSE WHEN THEIR TEARS END,
FOR ONCE THE SEPERATION HAS STARTED IT CAN NEVER BE STOPPED
CHRISTOPHER MYERS
3/18/03
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Post by James on Jul 13, 2004 7:07:21 GMT -5
Chris, you are the Gandolf of armwrestling, though you have both your subtleties and your wisdom.  |
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Post by Christopher Myers on Jul 13, 2004 8:34:59 GMT -5
James,
If you approve then I have tons of them I will keep posting them
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Post by Karen Brisson on Jul 18, 2004 23:26:34 GMT -5
Chris
write some more
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Post by Christopher Myers on Jul 18, 2004 23:42:18 GMT -5
The only true loss in failure would be not recognizing the new opportunities beginning as the current one ends
Christopher Myers
2/16/2003
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Post by Christopher Myers on Jul 18, 2004 23:43:30 GMT -5
THE MORE I FAIL THE SMARTER I GET
THE SMARTER I GET THE LESS I WILL FAIL !!!
CHRISTOPHER MYERS
2/15/2003
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Post by Christopher Myers on Jul 18, 2004 23:46:53 GMT -5
SORRY DADDY
No one but the parent of a special child could ever really understand
How much it hurt when he reached for me with
His little hand
That moment of clarity when he realized it for himself
That he is just a little bit odd, apart from everyone else
You wonder what he feels
What goes on in his little head?
Does he feel embarrassed?
Scared? Or alone?
I try to understand how I feel
What’s going on in my own head?
Will I be strong enough?
Patient? Or wise?
I know I can handle anything this situation may demand
The extra school work, the bullies
Those who don’t understand
I will show them he is smart and how sweet he can be
I will teach him he is not a disappointment
Never ever to me
But nothing in my life before has ever hurt so completely
Than when my son realized he was different
thought he let me down and said “I’m sorry Daddy”
C. Myers 4/15/2003
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Post by Christopher Myers on Jul 18, 2004 23:49:32 GMT -5
My last post wont make sense unless that you know my oldest son is autistic and last summer is when he first started to be self aware of the differences between himself and most kids
Christopher Myers
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Post by Christopher Myers on Jul 18, 2004 23:51:07 GMT -5
Every great accomplishment begins with a supposition, but not every supposition ends as a great accomplishment
The result lies in the man asking the question
Not the question the man has asked
Christopher Myers
2/22/2003
some People E-mailed after I posted this asking me what a "suppositon" was.... it is a "question" in this case it means "can it be done" the poem just means that there is no question or task that is insurmountable unless you beleive that allready
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Post by Christopher Myers on Jul 18, 2004 23:51:44 GMT -5
Heavy is the heart of parent who sends their son to war to defend us and what is right
Heavier is the heart of a parent who buries their son after war having died for what is right
Heaviest is the heart of the parent who buries their son after war to be made to wonder if it was right
CHRISTOPHER MYERS
3/24/03
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Post by Karen Brisson on Jul 19, 2004 0:04:31 GMT -5
My goodness chris
you should stop busting your butt working so hard and become a writer....really.
Your story about your son brought tears to my eyes.
he's lucky to have you for a dad........
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