Jack Three Beans Words of Wisdom

[25yearsmlc]

25yrs, thank you for your presence at the moment.. i hoped you would contribute in J3B' s honour. Thank you!! And know that, to me, you were also words of wisdom.. you made a difference in my life .

Thank you so much. That^^ means a great deal to me.

[25yearsmlc]

Another one of Jack's (JEFF ) was this part of his signature block (or it was for a long time anyhow)...


Experience is a brutal teacher, but you learn. My God, do you learn. - C.S. Lewis

Life is usually all about how you handle Plan B. - Jack3Beans

Listen without defending; Speak without offending - FaithinAK

TRUST THE PROCESS - Cadet

[frank_D]

The last time I spoke with Jeff, a long time ago, he posted this on my thread. I didn't absorb it then, but eventually, I came to understand.

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J3B: When I had to go, we had just talked about 'being the victim', and how I couldn't identify with the type of person who constantly used that.

I think that had a lot to do with helping me in this process.

When I realized that I was making myself the victim...whenever I talked with friends it was always about her and what she was doing and OM, and how could she and all the 'whys?'.

I realized that I was that type of person I couldn't understand, didn't want to, more importantly I didn't want to be.

"When you stare too long into the abyss..."

"When you fight monsters..."

While she was turning our history around to suit her poor choices and blaming me...

I was blaming her for my current unhappiness.

And exactly who is in control of how I feel?

The day I stopped being a victim, was the day I was was almost through it all.

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Good bye Jack.

[bttrfly]

Frank, thank you for posting this. I think that means I'm just about through. Thanks Jack, for still lighting the way xoxoxo

[Mach1]

I happened about this, and thought it perfect for the season...

He told me once, that what you do THIS Christmas, will pay dividends next Christmas....

Twas the week afore Christmas and all through my house;
My life was topsy turvy and chaotic, thanks to my MLC spouse.

The decorations were hung and the tree looked just right,
But the spirit was missing, not really joyful this night.

The kids, were rambunctious unmindful and driving me crazy,
Still they seemed fragile, a bit lacking and lazy.

Surrounded by family, but utterly alone,
My MLC spouse had much to atone.

Why? I railed silently, Why me, what have I done?
Its another holiday it supposed to be happy and fun!

And then my frantic eye settled upon the small manger,
To where a child was born to life full of danger.

Gods only son would be born, teach, suffer and die,
The real meaning of Christmas, not this marketing lie.

The real meaning, is giving, wholly without pause.
Not Rudolf or Frosty or Santa Claus.

Not receiving, not being selfish nor greedy,
To my MLC spouse, I need not to be needy.

To my children and family I give them my best,
Not this emotional wreck who needs lots of rest.

My suffering is small, my spouse might be worth it,
But this Christmas is about others, and I deserve it.

My children will be happy for I take the lead,
Not my bat-chit crazy spouse, with ambiguous need.

I will not feel sorry for myself or wallow in pity.
Its not fair to my kids, in fact, its kind of chitty.


--Make the holidays good, not for you but for others. Its not about you.

Just a bump and repost for my friend...

[Cadet]

I happened about this, and thought it perfect for the season...

He told me once, that what you do THIS Christmas, will pay dividends next Christmas....

Twas the week afore Christmas and all through my house;
My life was topsy turvy and chaotic, thanks to my MLC spouse.

The decorations were hung and the tree looked just right,
But the spirit was missing, not really joyful this night.

The kids, were rambunctious unmindful and driving me crazy,
Still they seemed fragile, a bit lacking and lazy.

Surrounded by family, but utterly alone,
My MLC spouse had much to atone.

Why? I railed silently, Why me, what have I done?
Its another holiday it supposed to be happy and fun!

And then my frantic eye settled upon the small manger,
To where a child was born to life full of danger.

Gods only son would be born, teach, suffer and die,
The real meaning of Christmas, not this marketing lie.

The real meaning, is giving, wholly without pause.
Not Rudolf or Frosty or Santa Claus.

Not receiving, not being selfish nor greedy,
To my MLC spouse, I need not to be needy.

To my children and family I give them my best,
Not this emotional wreck who needs lots of rest.

My suffering is small, my spouse might be worth it,
But this Christmas is about others, and I deserve it.

My children will be happy for I take the lead,
Not my bat-chit crazy spouse, with ambiguous need.

I will not feel sorry for myself or wallow in pity.
Its not fair to my kids, in fact, its kind of chitty.


--Make the holidays good, not for you but for others. Its not about you.

Just a bump and repost for my friend...

I miss him too!