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The purpose of the comma

So I was just sitting here studying mineralogy, trying to concentrate my poor, tired brain on the chemistry of minerals and crystals.  Yeah, that didn't go over so well.  Well, I did some, but now it's break time.  Cuz, you know, a whole Saturday of catching up with a mission companion isn't break enough! ;)

I wanted to write in here, and I asked Carli for a topic, though she had no idea why I randomly said to her "hey Carli, give me a topic."  Her first suggestion was raccoons, but I really don't have anything to say about rodents who go through trash.  So then I asked for another, and she said "the purpose of the comma."  So I thought for a few seconds and thought...hey, that can relate to details, priorities, and interpretations in life.  A comma makes a huge difference!  It is a tiny little squiggle on a piece of paper, but it makes a difference so big that it changes entire meanings of sentences or paragraphs.  It can change one idea into another, unrelated one.

And that's how life is.  I believe that everything happens for a reason.  A cliche phrase, yeah, but it's the truth.  I don't believe in coincidences, nor do I believe in "by chance".  A small event or daily occurrence can make a large different in how your life goes, in the decisions you make, in the consequences you face, in where life is a few years down the road.  The details and priorities we have today really do determine where we'll be in 1, 3, 5, 10, 15 years from now.  And that's good.  There would be no point to anything if it were not all connected!  Life is a wonderful learning and growing experience, and every moment truly is precious!

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