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My Journey to the Movies

It's been a quite interesting week. First, I caught a cold last week, by Wednesday I was doing better, ready to go play Basketball, just to find out that my wife was getting a cold too (I know, I know...it's my fault). Next thing you know, our daughter caught it too. Back to square one....

We are now almost a hundred percent, thanks to a week-end of rest. Yes we did rest. I brought seventeen movies (yes you got it right, 17 is the number) from the library, and now we are down to four movies to go. We have watched comedies, action movies, you name it. I don't remember the last time I watched so many movies. What else could we do? We didn't want to go out there and spread what we got.

Our daughter is almost five months old now. I have learned that it's at that time that babies want their parents full attention. She has been making funny noises just to get our attention, and when we look at her she just smiles. It's hard to watch a movie when she is awake, but she is a real joy though.

Almost all the movies that we saw were a reflection of this quote by James Cash Penney: "I am grateful for all of my problems. After each one was overcome, I became stronger and more able to meet those that were still to come. I grew in all my difficulties." The main characters had to face difficulties that, at the end made them stronger (sometimes nicer) people.

I heard a song, I think it's Peter Tosh who sang it, saying “Everybody wants to go to heaven, but no one is willing to die”.The way I see it, if we want to succeed, we must accept to pay the price. And the the bigger the dream the bigger the struggle (the bigger will be the victory as well).

You may be facing difficulties, but keep the faith. Celebration time is coming.

Moral of the story? Do you want to win in life, just watch seventeen movies in a week-end and you will write a blog
Always a pleasure

Patrick
The Journeyman


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