HealingWounds heal. But scars are forever.
...There's always going to be that one,Who says you cant.From the time your 5,They ask what you want to grow up to be,We gave answers likePrincess,Singer,dancer,magician, wrestler..I never answered..Something always bothered my mind when they did ask....At 13 They asked again and again.. Wondering why you haven't answered.I finally gave it..The others said,Things like Doctor,News reporter,Owner of a business,Cop.But this was their second answer...Their first answers, was their dreams calling to them..We originally said things like, photographer,Gamer,Traveler,Director,Dreamer,Artist,Cook.But the second they said it,They were shot down...Told That, They had to pick something realistic..That you couldn't chase dreams forever.That They would fail.And let me tell you,To others... They were judged for being dreamers.To them, They were judged for being themselves...They hoped,and wished,and dreamed so hard, That there was a fire in there hearts filled with those passions.A
An Old Flame's SmellToday was a day unlike no otherI was so scaredI was distracted by many thoughtsFor some reason, at work today, a smell was gathered in my senses and all throughout my body structure. A smell of that of my ex boyfriend. My first love. My oh my his smell, I thought, had remained in the inner trash compactor of my mind. It was that smell I missed so much.The smell was that of a home. A home filled with 2 dogs, a brother, a mom and stepdad. Maybe it wasn't the smell of having pets in the house. It had to have been a detergent of some kind. Whenever I saw him in school, he always brought that wonderful aroma with him. I was addicted to this particular aroma for what seemed like many years. The two of us were photogenic together. People would say that we -did- look like boyfriend and girlfriend. I had hoped we would live to see each other walking to the aisle to get married. I wondered what my life would have been like had I chosen to put up with the emotional unavailability he so obviou
Forsaken Longing For Warmth...I feel like I'm in a foggy place. There's not much light in sight. I'm entranced by the romantic music I like to listen to every now and then. Anime men, for whom I gazed upon so easily, are seen through this mystical fog. I love the idea of being around something real. But these men are unfortunately not real.I want someone to touch and hold hands with, not a parallel who can only be seen and heard through a mirror. I don't want to be left out in the cold when I could easily be inside with the warmth a building and hot coffee could easily provide me.Two anime guys are fighting for my attention. One has the ability to really entrance me and make me feel naughty. The other has the ability for Prince-like abilities, whisking me away to a romantic fantasy so I don't have to focus on the stress that's compatible with this new job I have.For once, I'd like to be in a Starbucks cafe with someone by my side and not sigh in discontent when I see young couples. Valentine's is the WORST.
Unsere SchuldWas bedeutet diese Welt für mich?Und das ist keine Frage nach dem Sinn des Lebens.Vielmehr ist es die Frage nach meiner Schuld in diesem Leben.Ich bin angekommen und darf die Sonne fühlen. Ich darf atmen. Ich darf wachsen.Ich bin hier und das ohne mich je bedankt zu haben.Mir wurde nie etwas Größeres abverlangt, als die Verantwortung für mich selbst. Ich wurde nie gelehrt größer zu denken, das bisschen Potenzial, das ich habe zu teilen und es mit dem der anderen zusammenzusetzen. Ich habe nichts bewirkt, was die Menschheit voranbringen könnte, habe einfach nicht die Kapazität dazu.Ich bin nur ein Mensch. Ich bin nur Ich.Also wie hoch ist meine Schuld?Wie viel war mein Leben bisher wert und was muss ich noch leisten, um für das aufzukommen, was mir so bereitwillig geschenkt wurde?Ich möchte nicht nur nach einem Sinn streben, möchte ihn nicht erzwingen, denn ich bin hier und ist das nicht fürs Erste genug? Vielleic
Who are we Thanking on Thanksgiving Day?Of course we thank everyone sitting around the Turkey dinner as well as the Butcher, the Baker and the Pie maker. We thank the waitress if we eat out and the say "Happy Thanksgiving" to everyone we meet, but really is this the meaning of Thanksgiving. President Lincoln set up the National Holiday of Thanksgiving to give thanks to God for the Blessings given to our Country as well as our families and friends. The Pilgrims gave Thanks to God for their new home in a new land as well as new friends that helped them survive. Today some will give a little prayer before everyone digs in but we should be sending an e-mail to Heaven with every mouthful as well as every time we look into the faces of the ones we love. Every day should be thanksgiving as we thank God for the Gift of Life and a new day. Also, we should be thanking every Police, Fire or Military member for all they do and pray and Thank God for them.