<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709879542511972072</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:39:55.908-07:00</updated><category term='Just Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Just Fran</title><subtitle type='html'>Who we really are inside!! 
Living Life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brilliancewithjustfran.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709879542511972072/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brilliancewithjustfran.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Just Fran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13353758812159496060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2709879542511972072.post-2160250525241869049</id><published>2008-09-09T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T12:34:29.058-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Thoughts'/><title type='text'>What a Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This afternoon I decided to start a Blog. So bear with me until I get the hang of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Maybe a bit of a depressing start. I attended a funeral of a friend earlier today. He was only 38. Could not quite understand why he hung on so quickly and so intensely, even though I made it perfectly clear that I really just wanted to be friends. But it came to me standing in between the "Mourners". With all the baggage he was carrying, he saw a new beginning in his eyes. A new life with less pain. Rest in peace my friend. I wasn't meant for you in this lifetime. See you in another life, another time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now that I have that off my chest. For years I have said that I want to write a book on. Brilliant Women, Stupid Decisions! Does it ring a bell for some of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;How many of you have done all the "Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus" etc. All the so called self-help books. Ever notice that they tell you all about it, but never tell you how? Give us tools!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now here's the thing. I've found the tools, but do I ever use them myself. Oh no, I hand them out to everybody around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;How many people have you helped? How many people have you allowed to drain you emotionally to the point where you have no energy yourself. How many acquaintances end up being counselling sessions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;How many of you are strong individuals in business, but allow the men / partners (and if any guys ever read this, yes you too!) in your life to slowly take away the essence of who you are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Does "Once a man has me, he doesn't know what to do with me!" ring a bell. I know that I am a strong individual and quite frankly have only truly met 3 men in my life that have never felt threatened by me and played the so-called "I feel inadequate" card. It then becomes such an emotional game, where you try to adjust, so that they can feel good about themselves. And in the process you lose your identity. I do not want to mother someone. At my age I could do with a partner and someone who gives me some TLC every now and again, not another child. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I often say that things happen to me in a year that don't seem to happen to some people in a lifetime. Yet I keep going. Strange, or was I put on this Earth to do exactly this? Who knows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;How many of you are single parents? Keeping it all together? How do we do it? I really don't know sometimes, but yet we do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So, here is to all of us!! May we find the prosperity, joy and success that we seem to continuously create for others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Such a lot in such a short time. Maybe I will concentrate on one issue at a time in the following blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Till the next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Just Fran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2709879542511972072-2160250525241869049?l=brilliancewithjustfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brilliancewithjustfran.blogspot.com/feeds/2160250525241869049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2709879542511972072&amp;postID=2160250525241869049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709879542511972072/posts/default/2160250525241869049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2709879542511972072/posts/default/2160250525241869049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brilliancewithjustfran.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-day.html' title='What a Day'/><author><name>Just Fran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13353758812159496060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
