Where Has the Time Gone

I was a little reluctant to post. I have been reserving my current posts to reflection on my poems. However, I have been itching to write more. I wish that that itch would spread to the novella I am writing. Pardon my lack of use of contractions. You would be surprised how often we use them. However, I am using my bluetooth keyboard on my iPad Mini and surprisingly it is a common feature to have the apostrophe hidden away as if it was an uncommon key. Thus, you have to press the function button plus the L-key. I am not doing that. Seriously, considering how great it is that my fingers are small enough to proficiently use this keyboard as if it is a full size keyboard, I will just make due with no contractions.

It has been stressful for me recently. My day job has on many occasions recently caused me to become very stressed. I can handle it but I assure you that I do not do so without making a fuss about it. If it mattered to me at this point to change that about myself, that would have been the case over the past few weeks. However, it is not something that I am thinking about now. We often become so overly concerned about always being polite or gracious and in trying to do so we only cause ourselves more stress. Do not get me wrong, common courtesies should not be ignored, but just do not expect me to always be in a great mood.

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Full Circle

I came very close to not posting at all tonight. It was a very long day. Between work and shopping with the hubby, and getting irritated with the hubby I am quite exhausted. However, as I wait for the full effects of my nightly pill regime as well as the SleepyTime tea to kick in I willed myself into typing up yet another previously unpublished poem and am making a quick post.

When I say Full Circle I refer to the poem, Dying. No, I don’t feel like dying but I will say that when I re-read the poem as I typed it up I thought that some of the things I felt then, over two years ago I still feel now. Although there was a great deal more turmoil then I still struggle with money problems (don’t we all?) and concerns regarding my health. I’m still very grateful for the life that I have and its many blessings but there are times when you’re just really tired.

He Came Back

I’d almost forgotten about this poem. I haven’t read it since I wrote it two years ago. It’s also the first time I’ve published it. I wrote this when Kenrick and I broke up. I originally thought that we were going to be married in a few days, 11/11/11. Instead, I was dealing with a breakup. It was heart-wrenching. I would spend my 31st birthday as well as Christmas and the New Year with a broken heart. He wasn’t ready. He moved away for about 5 months. We managed to rekindle our relationship long distance and within 3 months we were back together and planning on walking down the aisle. That of course happened in 2012. For the life of me I’m horrible about remembering the actual date, originally I thought we’d marry on 12/12/12 but we decided that there was no reason to wait. So now, I just know we married in September 2012. Bad, I know.

Our breakup was one of those situations where he needed to leave in order to see what he was truly missing. I hated having to deal with all the heartache but if it needed to happen, then it needed to happen. When we broke up and he left I found out later that he would call my parents to make sure that I was okay. Apparently he was heartbroken too and would soon realize he couldn’t live without me. Yeh, I know, I’m pretty amazing. So, Don’t Say It’s Over because sometimes it’s not.