I cling to my memories. Fondly. Some days. Other days, I just sail through, making new ones. Just so you don't think I live in yesterday. That would be extremely depressing, in my opinion.
I swirled the coffee in its cup this morning, thinking of my mom and how she enjoyed the ritual of that first cup of coffee in these cups. I sat there in my chair, perhaps a little expectantly, waiting for the sadness to wash over me. Yet, it didn't.
In some ways, I am thankful that she does not have to bear witness to this mess. Perhaps it is the State of our World, where my parents, particularly my mother, would shield me and my siblings from the unnecessary violence the news brought to our living room. Today, it does not embarrass me one bit to say that I miss that part of my Mom.
Le Sigh
Of course, I know that there is a downside to shielding one's children, guiding them through these things, lest they get taught them from their friends, social media, or the like. Ironic, isn't it? To be taught by the very thing you feel like you are protecting them from? In spite of it all, you can still convey that sense of safety.
Just thinking about this comes with a torrent of emotions that swirl inside of me like the perfect storm. Sweet memories and few regrets. So, I guess it would be okay to still want that protective shield covering me once again.
All I have are my words, armed in my mind, written in pen, stand by stand. Oh, yes. Still by hand. It has a different feel. Altered not by keys, backspace, and delete, I write, erase, tear it to pieces and start all over again. And again.
It’s my way. I walk out to the deep end of the page and dive right in
As always, a flower, to color my world. #alwaysaflower As a matter of fact, It was Henry Matisse who once said, "There is always flowers for those that want to see one."
There comes a time
When we heed a certain call
When the world must come together as one
There are people dying
Oh, and it's time to lend a hand to life
The greatest gift of all
We can't go on
Pretending day-by-day
That someone, somewhere soon make a change
We're all a part of God's great big family
And the truth, you know, love is all we need
We are the world
We are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter day, so let's start giving
There's a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
It's true we'll make a better day, just you and me
Oh, send them your heart
So they know that someone cares
And their lives will be stronger and free
As God has shown us by turning stones to bread
And so we all must lend a helping hand
We are the world
We are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter day, so let's start giving
Oh, there's a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
It's true we'll make a better day, just you and me
When you're down and out, there seems no hope at all
But if you just believe there's no way we can fall
Well, well, well, well let us realize
Oh, that a change can only come
When we stand together as one, yeah, yeah, yeah
We are the world
We are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter day, so let's start giving
There's a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
It's true we'll make a better day, just you and me
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