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                                                         A 
                                                          young woman went to 
                                                          her mother and told 
                                                          her about her life and 
                                                          how things were so hard 
                                                          for her. She did not 
                                                          know how she was going 
                                                          to make it and wanted 
                                                          to give up, She was 
                                                          tired of fighting and 
                                                          struggling. It seemed 
                                                          as one problem was solved, 
                                                          a new one arose. 
                                                        Her 
                                                          mother took her to the 
                                                          kitchen. She filled 
                                                          three pots with water 
                                                          and placed each on a 
                                                          high fire. Soon the 
                                                          pots came to boil. In 
                                                          the first she placed 
                                                          carrots, in the second 
                                                          she placed eggs, and 
                                                          in the last she placed 
                                                          ground coffee beans. 
                                                          She let them sit and 
                                                          boil; without saying 
                                                          a word. 
                                                        In 
                                                          about twenty minutes 
                                                          she turned off the burners. 
                                                          She fished the carrots 
                                                          out and placed them 
                                                          in a bowl. She pulled 
                                                          the eggs out and placed 
                                                          them in a bowl. Then 
                                                          she ladled the coffee 
                                                          out and placed it in 
                                                          a bowl. Turning to her 
                                                          daughter, she asked, 
                                                          ' Tell me what you see.' 
                                                        'Carrots, 
                                                          eggs, and coffee,' she 
                                                          replied.. 
                                                        Her 
                                                          mother brought her closer 
                                                          and asked her to feel 
                                                          the carrots. She did 
                                                          and noted that they 
                                                          were soft. The mother 
                                                          then asked the daughter 
                                                          to take an egg and break 
                                                          it. After pulling off 
                                                          the shell, she observed 
                                                          the hard boiled egg. 
                                                        Finally, 
                                                          the mother asked the 
                                                          daughter to sip the 
                                                          coffee. The daughter 
                                                          smiled as she tasted 
                                                          its rich aroma. The 
                                                          daughter then asked, 
                                                          'What does it mean, 
                                                          mother?' 
                                                        Her 
                                                          mother explained that 
                                                          each of these objects 
                                                          had faced the same adversity: 
                                                          boiling water. Each 
                                                          reacted differently. 
                                                          The carrot went in strong, 
                                                          hard, and unrelenting. 
                                                          However, after being 
                                                          subjected to the boiling 
                                                          water, it softened and 
                                                          became weak.. The egg 
                                                          had been fragile. Its 
                                                          thin outer shell had 
                                                          protected its liquid 
                                                          interior, but after 
                                                          sitting through the 
                                                          boiling water, its inside 
                                                          became hardened. The 
                                                          ground coffee beans 
                                                          were unique, however. 
                                                          After they were in the 
                                                          boiling water, they 
                                                          had changed the water. 
                                                        'Which 
                                                          are you?' she asked 
                                                          her daughter. 'When 
                                                          adversity knocks on 
                                                          your door, how do you 
                                                          respond? Are you a carrot, 
                                                          an egg or a coffee bean? 
                                                        Think 
                                                          of this: Which am I? 
                                                          Am I the carrot that 
                                                          seems strong, but with 
                                                          pain and adversity do 
                                                          I wilt and become soft 
                                                          and lose my strength? 
                                                        Am 
                                                          I the egg that starts 
                                                          with a malleable heart, 
                                                          but changes with the 
                                                          heat? Did I have a fluid 
                                                          spirit, but after a 
                                                          death, a breakup, a 
                                                          financial hardship or 
                                                          some other trial, have 
                                                          I become hardened and 
                                                          stiff? Does my shell 
                                                          look the same, but on 
                                                          the inside am I bitter 
                                                          and tough with a stiff 
                                                          spirit and hardened 
                                                          heart? 
                                                        Or 
                                                          am I like the coffee 
                                                          bean? The bean actually 
                                                          changes the hot water, 
                                                          the very circumstance 
                                                          that brings the pain. 
                                                          When the water gets 
                                                          hot, it releases the 
                                                          fragrance and flavor. 
                                                          If you are like the 
                                                          bean, when things are 
                                                          at their worst, you 
                                                          get better and change 
                                                          the situation around 
                                                          you. When the hour is 
                                                          the darkest and trials 
                                                          are their greatest do 
                                                          you elevate yourself 
                                                          to another level? How 
                                                          do you handle adversity? 
                                                        Are 
                                                          you a carrot, an egg 
                                                          or a coffee bean? 
                                                        May 
                                                          you have enough happiness 
                                                          to make you sweet, enough 
                                                          trials to make you strong, 
                                                          enough sorrow to keep 
                                                          you human and enough 
                                                          hope to make you happy. 
                                                        The 
                                                          happiest of people don't 
                                                          necessarily have the 
                                                          best of everything; 
                                                          they just make the most 
                                                          of everything that comes 
                                                          along their way. The 
                                                          brightest future will 
                                                          always be based on a 
                                                          forgotten past; you 
                                                          can't go forward in 
                                                          life until you let go 
                                                          of your past failures 
                                                          and heartaches. 
                                                        When 
                                                          you were born, you were 
                                                          crying and everyone 
                                                          around you was smiling. 
                                                        Live 
                                                          your life so at the 
                                                          end, you're the one 
                                                          who is smiling and everyone 
                                                          around you is crying. 
                                                        May 
                                                          we all be COFFEE!!!!!! 
                                                        Have 
                                                          a great day!!!!! 
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