honorable

Looking back "On This Day" has been hard lately. The pictures, the words all represent 'the last.' There was anger and sadness and confusion. In these moments I was looking for any sense of peace. I found that peace in nature. Any chance I had to escape I did. Hoping all the mixed up feeling would somehow quiet.
My first 'last' was Mother's Day. One year ago Mother's Day was 'the last' time I saw Grandpa and talked with him. This year I cried on the way to Oshkosh. I came home knowing we made him proud. We all were there for each other. We were FAMILY. That is how we HONOR you.
Whatever is Honorable.....

5.6.2018

Life doesn't seem fair 
and I am a witness.
"I don't believe in God"
she says
And I have nothing
to refute it.

I seem to push through
wanting to hope
that a better day will come.
And maybe that's God
or maybe it's just me.

Day 2

Just a few weeks ago Someone said I was really good at my job.  It felt good.  No great.

Day 1

1. The fam
2. Rocky Bo
3. My music playing and no one complaining
4. Kindle
5. Deckle edged book
6. New fleece blankets
7. New socks
8. Worn-in jeans
9. Hot coffee
10. Fresh flowers from the Farmer's Market.

5-1-2017

What if i woke up 5 minutes earlier to write something.  Then 10.  20.  an hour.  I could lose sleep over this.
The other day I had to write and I couldn't.  A beautiful story of friendship, laughter, heartache and it all slipped through.  I felt out of practice.  I want to write long.   But all that comes out are short.  Spurts.
I don't want to pressure myself but feel I need to pressure myself.

4-30-2017

Making the conscious choice
those who walk this path.

To walk side by side
Holding hands
To our back
following in the footsteps
of those before.
In front
to show us the way.

3-1-2017

I tried.
I said what I needed to say.
And come to a point of honesty
I didn't think could happen.
There is pride in what I said.
And sadness it wasn't heard.

2-27-2016

I tried a little harder
or so I want to believe.
I asked and gave.
A little bitter at times.
I'd like to think
this is the fear
but the bitter tasted so sweet.

2-26-2017

I am always grasping 

at something I can not have.

A story left unfinished.

           Poetry.

2-25-17

For once in my life

I imagined I was right were 

I wanted to be.

Goals met.

Dreams accomplished

I would sit and ponder 

make a new life plan.

1-31-2017

I am often amazed at the level of people-hate I can exude. I find people I know talking to each other and I walk past and question the appeal of a conversation they might carry.  Talking.  And people are overrated.