No matter how much I do
Or how much I sacrifice
For some reason within your eyes
All my efforts don’t suffice
You like at me and look away
Like I’m not worth your time
When all I do is all for you
Yet nothing can comply
I just want to know you care
And my that my efforts do amount
Yet you choose to push me aside
On occasions I’ve lost count
You break my heart without regret
And hurt me time again
I want to be here to show you love
But you retort I don’t understand
What must it take for you to know?
For what else can I give?
Because all that’s left for me to do
Is let you go and live
Then maybe and just maybe
When you have kids of your own
You’ll realize that this was love
And wished that they had known…
I wish that you could see this now
But all I can do is pray…
That maybe my child we will be
Friends some on some fateful day
I was sitting in the lounge. Hair done. Make up done. Waiting to be picked up for a lunch date. I played the piano. Then moved over to a couch to do some “light” reading and started getting all teared up… And I just remembered someone. Someone who had such an impact on my life. Another “baby brother” in addition to the two I already have.
Goodness. Words can’t explain how one person can be so amazing. One life can touch lives. And how one smile can light up a room. Such a reminder life is so short.
We only have today. Live. Love. Learn. And Love some more. Because Love is the greatest thing we have got going for us. Love your family. Love your friends. Love your brother. Love your sister. Love you dog/cat (goldfish in my case). Love God. and don’t forget to Love yourself.
It’s almost 2am, As I have been pondering about this whole Europe trip. Who knew decisions and planned could be difficult. Anyway, aside from that being thinking about IF it was to ever get a tattoo (very unlikely, cause needles freak me out) I would get something of me.
None of this business of someone else’s name or foreign characters that say some inspirational word. - though I thought the having the word “resonate” sounded awesome cause it has a symbolic ring to it; reminding me of what “impact” we have on others. BUT… know in a couple of years I would hate the fact it’s permanent and I would being to HATE that word.
So a symbol or image of some sort would be it. I always thought it would have to do with music - A passion that I never fully accomplished to the best WHICH in turn would remind me that it’s still possible.
I should do piano again. One day. Anything is possible.
Why do we make the simplest things
In our lives so very complicating?
We say Life is hard & always want more
Never content; cause life’s a bore
We complain “we’ve got it bad”
When we are blessed with all we have
So thus the challenge for today,
Count the blessings that come your way:
One for my family who are there come what may
Two for the friends I can call anytime of day
Three for the opportunities that this blessed country provides
Four for the food, cause there are those who daily struggle to survive
Five for warm showers and six for a bed to rest
And Seven? There are countless ways we are blessed..