You know this song...yes you do!

Ain't No Mountain High Enough (Nickolas Ashford/Valerie Simpson)

Listen, baby
Ain't no mountain high
Ain't no vally low
Ain't no river wide enough, baby
If you need me, call me
No matter where you are
No matter how far
Just call my name
I'll be there in a hurry
You don't have to worry
'Cause baby,There ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
Ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you ......

I've been listening to a CD in my car recently and this song is on it. I love this song. Anybody's version...anybody's. I love this song.

Do these people...the person singing this song...do they really exist? I try to be that person but I'm not sure that I'm good enough to cross mountains and raging rivers. I'll try though...I'll try. But are there really people out there who will stop at nothing to get to me (or anyone else) just because I (or they) need that person? Really?

It's amazing how few other people one encounters that will cross a street, let alone a river to be by one's side. VERY few!

I know that I frustrate some because I don't spell out to the letter what it is I want a person to do for me to help. I just don't. You know why? Because I have been disappointed, let down, left on my own too many times. At least one of my children thinks I'm too harsh and too hard about people. Experience has forced me to take care of myself and not count on others. It seems when I do count on someone else even just for those little delightful surprises that make the days and weeks go by faster, they let me down. Way down. So, over the many years I've been alive I've tried not to tie my happiness up in what other people do. Not an easy task. Not always a happy task. But doable. I read somewhere that the definition of a grown-up is someone who realizes that no one is coming to help. I agree.

Now...child of mine who thinks I'm mean and harsh...that doesn't mean that I don't think there are marvelous, wonderful, terrific, trustworthy people out there. I'm still looking. Why do you think I talk to everybody? And why am I eating salads every day? To stay alive (and maybe be cute in a bathing suit) to keep encouraging you to keep searching, but to be realistic too. Life is hard and people will let you down. More people will let you down than not. But look at everyone you meet. Re-look at people you've met. Be open to happiness. Because, children of mine (yes, both of you)...there isn't any mountain high enough or river wide enough .... I'm eating salads every day for me...but mostly because of you.