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Holy mackerel, I actually found something that works.
I'm not exactly a high-profile guy.
You know, I pretty much like my job, I pay my bills well enough,
and enjoy staying pretty close to the house on the weekends. But
I'm not really the guy who everybody gathers around at parties,
you know...
Introduction to Cocaine Addiction
Coke, more commonly known as cocaine is a highly addictive stimulant which instantly affects the brain after introducing it to the body. The effects of this drug are extremely pleasurable and give a false sense of euphria. Like caffiene, coke...
Love addiction and letting go
Did you ever meet your Mr Big: the love of your life – your Soul Mate? Did something within you rise up and insist, 'This is the one, this is forever or this is divine destiny.' Poems and love songs express it all with, 'You were meant for me and...
The Rise of the Dollar Stores
Sheryl Huenster is a self proclaimed dollar store junkie. The
Clifton mother of four makes the trek to various fixed price
stores within a ten mile radius of her white clapboard home two
or three times per week.
"I'm an addict. I admit it....
This is my Story
This is My Story (And I have to stick to it, I don't want to, but that is the way it is) I am currently in Recovery from Drug Addiction. I have been clean now for nearly eight years. I relapsed on my drug of choice-cocaine-when my mother died in...
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My Garden Soul-The Agonies of Our Delightful Addiction
Here is a scenario familiar to every gardener:
I tense with eager anticipation whenever I walk into my favorite nursery, or any nursery. I'm a kid in a toy store with free rein to buy anything I want! My gaze darts from plant to plant, looking for my old favorites and for new varieties.
Suddenly there before me I see a daring new color variety or species beckoning to me. My Holy Grail! My entire world shrinks to this one gem of a plant.
And then I start thinking:
What can I move in my garden so I can squeeze in this plant?
In my mind I shift established perennials to new spots and dig out marigolds I'm tired of. They're annuals! I can plant them again next year.
I smile with confidence knowing my new love will light up my garden like a prison spotlight.
But then the guilt sets in.
It's a beautiful plant, but do I really need it? My marigolds bloom faithfully every year. The perennials are content in their plots of soil.
They depend on me!
Do I really want this jewel of a plant, this tempting beauty, breaking up my happy garden?
Can I live without my new love?
No! Why should I have to live without this beauty? I'm the gardener! I decide what is planted and what isn't!
I set the new plant in my basket, shove my guilt down deep inside, and stride determinedly to the checkout counter.
I happily wallow in guilt-free denial while waiting in line. My new plant is in good hands.
But maybe I can grow it with the marigolds? I could give it a shot. They might get along. Marigolds are tolerant souls.
Yes! Decision made. My marigolds are about to meet a new friend. I am no longer a horrible person for considering dumping my little buddies.
I am the gardener, a proud caretaker of the earth! My guilt slithers off to haunt me during my next nursery visit.
We gardeners have a deep relationship with our plants, each and every one.
But we always manage to find room for one more.
About the Author
Jenny Harker is an avid gardener and writer offering free PDF e-books on gardening and the gardening life at mygardensoul.com
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