Thursday, January 3, 2013
2012
Glad 2012 is over. only got a little wiser, couple of lessons on love, a new car, and a new boyfriend :) so glad its over
Thursday, December 27, 2012
A Christmas Poem
The
embers glowed
softly, and in
their dim
light,
I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
My daughter beside me, angelic in rest
Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
transforming the yard to a winter delight.
I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
My daughter beside me, angelic in rest
Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
transforming the yard to a winter delight.
The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve
My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
Secure and surrounded by love, I would sleep,
In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.
The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,
But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.
Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know,
Then
the sure sound
of footsteps
outside in the
snow.
My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
And I crept to the door just to see who was near.
My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
And I crept to the door just to see who was near.
Standing
out in the
cold and the
dark of the
night,
A lone figure stood his face weary and tight.
A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.
"What are you doing?" I asked without fear,
"Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!
Put down your pack; brush the snow from your sleeve,
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"
For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts,
"So go back inside," he said, "Harbor no fright,
Your family is waiting and I'll be all right."
"But isn't there something I can do, at the least?
Give you money," I asked, "Or prepare you a feast?
It seems all too little for all that you've done,
for being away from your wife and your son."
A lone figure stood his face weary and tight.
A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.
"What are you doing?" I asked without fear,
"Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!
Put down your pack; brush the snow from your sleeve,
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"
For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts,
To
the window
that danced
with a warm
fire's light.
Then he sighed and he said "Its really all right,
I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night."
Then he sighed and he said "Its really all right,
I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night."
"It's
my duty to
stand at the
front of the
line,
That separates you from the darkest of times.
That separates you from the darkest of times.
No
one had to ask
or beg or
implore,
I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before.
My Gramps died at Pearl on a day in December."
Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas Gram always remembers."
I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before.
My Gramps died at Pearl on a day in December."
Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas Gram always remembers."
"My
dad stood his
watch in the
jungles of '
Nam ',
And now it is my turn and so, here I am.
And now it is my turn and so, here I am.
I've
not seen my
own son in
more than a
while,
But my wife sends me pictures; he's sure got her smile."
Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
The red, white, and blue... an American flag.
But my wife sends me pictures; he's sure got her smile."
Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
The red, white, and blue... an American flag.
"I
can live
through the
cold and the
being alone,
Away from my family, my house and my home
Away from my family, my house and my home
I
can stand at
my post
through the
rain and the
sleet,
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
I can carry the weight of killing another,
Or lay down my life for my sister or brother,
Who stand at the front against any and all
To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall."
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
I can carry the weight of killing another,
Or lay down my life for my sister or brother,
Who stand at the front against any and all
To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall."
"So go back inside," he said, "Harbor no fright,
Your family is waiting and I'll be all right."
"But isn't there something I can do, at the least?
Give you money," I asked, "Or prepare you a feast?
It seems all too little for all that you've done,
for being away from your wife and your son."
Then
his eye welled
a tear that
held no
regret,
"Just tell us you love us, and never forget
To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,
To stand your own watch, no matter how long
For when we come home, either standing or dead,
To know you remember we fought and we bled
Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
that we mattered to you as you mattered to us."
"Just tell us you love us, and never forget
To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,
To stand your own watch, no matter how long
For when we come home, either standing or dead,
To know you remember we fought and we bled
Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
that we mattered to you as you mattered to us."
I found this, Copyright to rightful owner
Labels:
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Tuesday, December 18, 2012
shucks!
Know what sucks?
When you realize you're mature enough to understand you're over-reacting & emotional because of your own accord, not another person's mistake.
being a grown-up stinks :p
When you realize you're mature enough to understand you're over-reacting & emotional because of your own accord, not another person's mistake.
being a grown-up stinks :p
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Why is it women want what they can’t have?
Why is it chicks want what they can’t have?
It’s because we’re obsessive by nature, and we fantasize.
So, we fantasize about what we want, and we become obsessed with it. But, of
course, we can’t have it because it’s a fantasy.
#lessons:
patience (waiting), acceptance
Labels:
lessons,
life lessons,
patience,
what women want,
women
Saturday, August 18, 2012
note to teenage girls
There's always going be other people to compare you to other girls. You only need to worry about you.
Labels:
adolescent,
depression,
girls,
self-esteem,
teen,
teenage girls,
teenage years,
teens
Thursday, October 6, 2011
"appears particularly strange" - LOL moment
fb post:
LOL moment - when you're so deep in thought, you snap out of it and realize what you were doing physically was such a strange stance, a bi-stander would think "what the hell is she doing?"
story:
appearance- i was wearing my boots & 'jammies, morning hair, wearing over-sized jacket
action - (in my opinion appeared as a monkey or gorilla gait) circling the pool, scuffing (lazy walk), holding home phone handset, chewing on a spoon/ playing with spoon in mouth
event - drifted from reality/ strayed from reality - pondering/ deep in thought & stopped dead in tracks; realized (the scene appeared particularly strange) if my dad was watching he'd be thinking "what the hell is wrong with this girl/ what the hell is she doing" "is she ok?"
Saturday, October 1, 2011
after seeing multiple times a particular ad on fb, i wonder if true:
the worlds largest sperm bank denies redheads
the worlds largest sperm bank denies redheads
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