"If I quieted the voices in my head I would face the day with nothing to write."

“The time to begin writing an article is when you have finished it to your satisfaction. By that time you begin to clearly and logically perceive what it is that you really want to say.” Mark Twain.

“And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don't believe in magic will never find it.”
― Roald Dahl
Key:
G-Unit=Grandpa
FLS=Favorite Little Sister
Sassy Red head=Shana
True Friend=Laura
Mermaid/Slo/Tripod/Chickas=Shannon 1
Spanish Princess/Tripod/Chicka/Vette =Yvette
#61=Youngest son
Mickey Blue Eyes=Oldest son.
BFTP (Blast from the past)/The last Frontier=gone
Big Jim as himself
Vitamin C as himself
G-Man=Garth/Bossman.
Nick as himself

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

Random


The snow is receding and has the consistency of a snow cone when lifted and moved with a shovel. We are itching to get outside and in the yard and impatience has us moving the snow out of the way. Spring is rushing in with its clear skies and cold shadows. I know it's spring when I can sit at my stoop and gaze at the retreat of winter. The wood of my porch steps are dry against my pajama bottoms and my cup of tea is warming my hands as I start my morning by sitting on my stoop, this cannot be done in Winter for many reasons. So in my mind when I'm able to move to this spot, spring has come.

I watched a movie last night the title escapes me at the moment and I don't want to go look it up on the roku right now, but the premise of it was that he only had a very short time to live. He was young and about to be married and instead of facing treatment he bought a motorcycle and headed west. West through Canada. I loved the moments when random things happened to him. These random moments and meetings with people gave him the answers to what he was looking for and the choices he needed to make for himself.

What am I trying to get at here? Well...(that is a deep subject). Things happen for a reason and just by random coincidence and living through the choices that we make sometimes we find the answers in the simplest of random moments.

Did that make sense? Sometimes I have a hard time formulating what it is I want to say, what is in my head and getting it to the written word.

Nicolas and I broke up for three and a half months. It was something neither of us wanted to have happen and maybe that is why we have recovered and tried again with much success. It is just so much easier this time. But in the time back together I have reflected on many random moments that have led us to this time to try again. Moments as far back as 2007.


 Best part of this Spring day. Having Nick walk by my window as he worked in the yard while I worked. I sure missed that, the last part of this past summer. The way he strolls down the sidewalk twinkling eyes covered in shades, twists at the waist and flashes me a grin as he walks by the window.

"One Week" I went and looked up the title.
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