Throw Out Fifty Things

I stopped comparing myself with my brother. I love my brother. He is a genius. He speaks English, French, Spanish, Cantonese and Mandarin. The Cantonese was self-taught. He also plays the piano, violin, viola and cello, and he composes music too. When we were growing up he had the reputation as 'the brainy one' and my other brother was 'the funny one'. What was I? I felt that there was no way I would ever be able to measure up to either one of them, so I decided to be 'the artsy one'.

Now that I am older I wish that I could speak another language and play a musical instrument. I think it would be very rewarding and fun. But I can't compare him to me because there is no comparison. We are both successful in our own ways, and I love that we are different and that we are who we are.

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Comment by Gail Blanke on June 10, 2009 at 3:08pm
Okay, and remember as I've written before, "There is no way it is; there's only the way you say it is. The Universe hasn't made its mind up about you. It only knows that you show it today. You are the inventor; your life is the invention. You get to make it up. So make it up good."


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