The Equinox came and went…
No one said a thing.
Was as if a non-event.
Like first Robin in the spring.

The Equinox came and went…
No one said a thing.
Was as if a non-event.
Like first Robin in the spring.

The Shortest Day
Is the Longest Night
And the Brightest Star
Is the Rarest Sight…

I’m tired in a good way.
A drop of love and pinch of hope.
A tender mix of courtesy.
Laid off the pills and dope.
Prayers for peace and understanding.
I see a twinkle in those eyes.
I am prepared for most anything.
Except psychotic pain and lies…
I’ve been thinking about a future.
One for sure I can’t predict.
Keeping armed and smiling warmly.
Have my degree in high conflict.

A woman old enough to know better referred to the girl getting her coffee as “Einstein.”
After the woman left, the barista looked at her co-worker and said, “Can you believe that? She called me Einstein. ”
The co-worker said, “Like being rude?”
She answered, “Like yeah?!”
I don’t know who is more entertaining: millennials or the generation that raised them?

Dennis Mantin
The advisor said, “Kill them with kindness.”
Sometimes you have to recognize that avoiding conflict with someone who is addicted to conflict is the only option if avoiding a pyrrhic victory.
Writing cheques to keep peace appears weak to some… I get it.
However, if you don’t raise children in a safe, peaceful environment, then you’ll be dealing with therapy for the rest of their lives.

It’s calmer in the evenings, bathing in that sparkling light.
Just moments of peace and wonder where wonder brings the night.
Before the fears take over and time has had her way.
Its nothing short of dying and those words you try to say.
It’s because we love and want and out of that we grow the fear.
When I see my daughter and wish my Mom was here…

They got old with time and sorrow.
Stayed in the past. All rhyme to borrow.
On those seas, with no shore, no?
The cost of now lies in tomorrow.

Sometimes, I get so tired and then miraculously somehow after 2 weekend sleeps, the energy returns.
The weather is warmer now. Winter is gone for a rest, and we can wear shorts and T’s again.
The financial fears have faded with long work hours and great fortunate blessings. Mainly, Le Tai is here, and her humble humility and help are incalculable.
I finally realize that I don’t have to do it all by myself.
I usually start my day checking the comments and numbers of my blog on WordPress…
I say that it doesn’t matter whether the comments are positive or negative, but words matter…

My neighbor Linda said, “Good morning.”
Of course, I said back to her, “Good morning.”
Then Linda said before returning to her scratch ticket.
“It’s good when people say good morning; it proves we exist. “

I remember sitting by myself down by Deception River as a child and thinking to myself that life is strange and that I am at the center of that strange being watched by God.
My life is here now, and I am much older, and this strange has not let up, but now I’m beginning to wonder if maybe I am being too hard on the others.
I finished work after almost 5 months of 80 plus hour weeks, and on my first day off, mere minutes after waking up, I was requested to do something by someone in my life lacking patience, to which I replied, “Am I not allowed a day off?”
Naturally, her response to this was tears, and I don’t play that game, so naturally, I am single again. And I like her a lot. And I have to ask myself.
If God is really watching you… what would God think about your lack of tolerance for your selfish, self-centered human friends that you have chosen to be in your life for being less than perfect.

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