January 2011
4 posts
Note to Adoptive Parents:
Our children’s best future rests in our ability to accept the task of sorting our needs from theirs. There will be a time for both just not always the same time. Parents make choices everyday from the understanding that commitment, sacrifice and sharing are the only pillars upon which love can grow. We must not be too afraid to risk all in the name of healing the hurts of childhood, theirs...
Look Ma no hands...
Trying to pick and choose the instants in our lives that have meaning in the moment and beyond is impossible. Sometime we might recognize a moment and occassionally be proven right. Yet most of our lives are dotted by scores of instants that past without notice into memory until life intersects and accents those periods with an exclaimation mark.
Everything tried bares your name...
My Mystery: Livin for the rushes
Today like before
I am struck dumb
and cease to know
the how of happy
Life as it rolls
keeping me in touch
with the little bit
that might have
been so very much
Still faltering
insecurity numbing the
impulse to act
courage smiles at me
as I turn away alone
in the richness of my mystery
Not one more moment...
The private anguish in me would blame it all on a twist of fate. I am free to choose again in everything that I wish, do, say, think, feel, and fight. I am stronger than I have ever been and wiser than I will ever know. The world that I create is not always the one I want, need or deserve. It is fear that I battle and love that I crave. Pardon me while I work this shit out.
