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Well let’s see. I was born during the Blizzard of 1978 in Lima, Ohio. I have lived in Ohio all my life. I like it here. We have corn fields instead of oceans, overpasses instead of mountains and fog instead of smog. Sure it's not the promise land, but sometimes one doesn't need postcard worthy beauty on the outside to have it elsewhere. I'm a writer for fun, a Paralegal for profession, and while one pays the bills, one feeds my imagination, or perhaps my imagination feeds my writing...either way, Writing is as much of who I am as the color of my eyes, or the way that I smile. Blogs are great communication tools, and I'm here to communicate with YOU...yeah, you who's reading this right now....*assuming anyone's out there* *crickets chirp* Alrightee then, IF anyone should find themselves here, be it by accident or on purpose, welcome, glad to have you aboard. Throw anchor, stay awhile! Sunshine & Smiles, ~Heather Lynn~

Thursday, August 2, 2012

A comedy, but a unforgettable message:

“People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that's what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life."

 
Recently, I watched Bridesmaids, and I tell you, what a gritty, wildly insane one minute, but down right poignant the next movie it is!

My absolute favorite part of the movie is this:


Talk about right on the money!  So many people ACCEPT their crummy lives, plop on the couch and say, this is my life, let me wallow in the misery of it....oblivious to the mirror standing in front of them (in this case Megan) trying to show Annie how she looks.  Sometimes we need someone to smack the hell outta of us to make us fight instead of wallow.

I remember a time, a long time ago, when it felt like EVERYTHING was wrong.  I was barely living....I went to work, came home, crawled into bed and pulled the covers over my head and just couldn't seem to do much else.  Life as I knew it was disintegrating, my parents were getting divorced, and not just any old divorce, but like horribly, my life wasn't turning out like I'd thought....and I, like Annie here, was just sitting in the mess, no longer trying, I was just existing among the pieces of what I believed to be my shattered life.  Until Amber Kimmet (Kruse) forced me out of it.  She didn't smack me in the face, or bite my butt like Megan did to Annie, but she did tell me how it was, and tell me that it wasn't ok, what I was doing....pulling away, falling apart, she simply just couldn't allow me to do it anymore, and she told me truthfully, with concern, but also with brutal honesty, that what I was doing, it wasn't cool.  And I've always thought to myself, that she sure must of really loved me to be willing to put the boots on, get right down in the muck with me and pull me the hell out of it.  But Amber did, and I always think about that when I think of her, she was a bright spot in a very dark time.


There's a saying:

 
At this time, I just want to say thank you to ALL the mirrors in my life (you guys sure know who you are), the people who have loved me THROUGH everything I've ever had happen to me.  For not letting me get to the point where I find myself looking into the face of a friend and complaining that I don't have any friends.....

Friends are an unbelievable gift, that I truly DO NOT know how people get through life without them.  I can't imagine where I'd be without mine, my mirrors.

God bless em for nobody else in the world would have no problem saying "Annie, you're an asshole!"....*laughs* and still love you even though you are one!

The people who fight with you....so often times are the ones who fight FOR you.

And THANK GOD for that.

You know something else about mirrors, if you shine a light into one, that light shines back out, so if you haven't brightened the day of one of your pals, take a minute, and give em a shout out....we're all pains in the asses sometimes, so it's really nice when you can shine light into the person who so many times, has shared THEIR light with you when you were running low on your own.


With much Gratitude,
~Heather Lynn~

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  1. Wow talking about looking in a mirror......LOL. Love it.....love you too Punky.

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    1. D,

      *Sighs*....I sure do love when you call me that..."Punky"...I don't know why, but I've always felt like when someone nicknames you something else, that it means they gave you an extra little thought, to CREATE a name, that only they call you....letting you know, that to them, they are special...so special that they need a new special name! :)

      Thanks for being one of my Mirrors, God knows you've reflected so much of me, on me, and to me.

      ~hl~

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    2. MY ups man always used to call me "shithead"....granted, it wasn't the most sweet of a nickname, but I always knew that I was HIS "shithead" and even that I smiled about. Funny how that works huh? :)

      ~hl~

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  2. You're a sweetheart, Red. How can we NOT adore you? I have many many fond memories...even the freezing cold streets of NYC!

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    1. Those streets were wicked cold weren't they, that poor pretty asian girl nearly morphed into a popsicle right before out very eyes! Memories made with you in NYC, were some of the fondest, most exciting of my life! <3

      ~hl~

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  3. I may not have bit you in the butt but I very clearly remember you laying in bed moping, refusing to snap out of the funk you were in & me getting a running start, jumping from the top of the 2 steps leading down to your bedroom, landing on your bed, tackling you, then biting you in the arm & leaving a bruise that lasted a week! BUT it worked! You DID get your butt outta bed & went out with me & we had a blast just like we did every time we went out together! LOL...oh the good ol' days! :) And btw, our friendship is a 2 way street...I remember you returning that favor many times & I am forever grateful to have you as my friend. <3

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    1. Amber, I must just really like the abuse! ;) and that damned thing LASTED a month and a HALF!

      You've talked me through so many times, and problems, and you've made me smile so many times in my life, I hope you know what that's worth....

      Shall we never forget our whirlwind trip to Milwaukee to watch Kid Rock.....or when we blew the house up on 12th street....so many fond memories in my life have you in them, some of the best! Thanks for always being YOU Amber, you've a very special person whom I'll always cherish as my friend.

      Even if you do bite harder than a pitbull! ;)

      Luv ya,
      ~hl~

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  4. Great times and stories, but I honestly didn't think that's where you were going as you posted any story about Bridesmaids on my wall :) Totally thought it was going to be a story about poo. And although I'm a little sad that there was no mention of the poo scenes in the movies, I am very proud to be your friend and relative!

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    1. Jen - funny you should mention "poo" as I was just recently telling Jerimy stories about you and Amber's fascination with it when she and I lived together....he crinkled his nose and said "ewwww, what was up with them?" and I laughed and said "you know, i have no idea!" :)

      <3 ya,
      ~hl~

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    2. Past tense does not apply to that story. :)

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  5. Hi,,, this is Mom and also your friend.... I liked the story and yes that part of the movie really made us both laugh out loud. Keep writing......

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    1. Hi Mom! I thought there were a couple things in this post you could relate to.

      Glad you came to read it!

      ~hl~

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  6. Hey Heather Heater:) You always know how to warm up my day and the sun just seems to shine brighter after a day spent with you! I continue to enjoy your posts even though I do not comment, but remember that your mirror is always supporting you along the way.

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    1. This has GOT to be my editor! Nobody else calls me Heather Heater anymore! :)

      Luv you, and now that you have that fancy new laptop, I'll be expecting more comments! ;)

      Summer's nearly over, and I feel like I've barely seen you....Sounds like I'm gonna be spending some quality time with your husband though at the Peak working out though! He's "Your Mike", I'm just borrowing him for MY workout buddy! :)

      ~hl~

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