unreasonable

I am so frustrated today, tired of the bull! Would love a peaceful day with no hassles. No matter how hard I try I just can't seem to get out of this rut. Would love to find a job where I could put my writing skills to use

living in this world

                                                                                          

 I find it amazing how people do not really show their true hearts to others. I think it is sad that our lives can be so affected by someone else. Why do we put so much faith and trust in other people. Someone says they care about you but it is not unconditional. Not without condition. We love our children .For me that is unconditional.
   I know that people are known for hurting one another, but when it is deliberate, and they know the consequences of the affect it will have on the other person, but they just don't care about how those actions will affect their friend or loved one. I can't say that I have never hurt anyone with my words or my actions. I have, and I regret it. Human Nature can be so volitile. To those out there who read this blog, stop and think before you act, ask yourself... how would I feel, or how might this affect someone I care about, or maybe even, how will my actions affect the unknowns in our lives?
    The waiter or waitress, the checkout person at walmart, my neighbor, friends, loved ones... everyone you come into contact with today, may be affected by something you do or say. Can we live with ourselves and face the internal and external consequences of our actions?  Love one another as you would love yourself.

                                   

Someone hurt me today

Someone hurt me today

made me so sad I'd say

I cried and tried to push the emotion away

you put trust in the people in your life

hoping and praying they don't cause you strife

trust is a thing we use every day

until someone comes and takes it away

tomorrow moring the sun will rise

looking brighter than you thought when you open your eyes

as I set my feet upon the floor

I pray it will be a day of love and trust

it just has to be...really... it must

written by : Paula G Rockwell/copyright protected

Sorrowfull Moon

                                           Sorrowful Moon

                                      She sits on the edge of the precipice

                                                  Looking up at the moon

                                           She imagines what will happen

                                                  If he doesn’t return soon

                                           Her thoughts are lonely this night

                                In her heart of hearts, holding him tight

                                           Feeling the distance between them

                                       Not knowing what will be,

                                     Will she forever be looking back and thinking,

                                        What could have been?

                                      The moon even seems shadowed tonight

                                                 As she sits there on the edge

                                     Wanting to cry out,  to feel what she must

                                          She hears a sound in the distance,

                                             The sound of a beckoning call

                                        Leaning her ear in the direction of it all

                                    She feels a lurching in her gut

                                      Feeling and sensing it is done

                                       For all the endless battles have been fought

                            No victory has been won

                          She feels his death attained

                                    Her heart sinks deeper, weakening under the strian,

                      Holding steadfast,

                    ... her breath catches

                                     Standing up she nears the never ending edge,

                          her fate that dark eve

                           Holding in her hand,

                                is her is the list she wished for,

                                   with trembling fingers she lets go,

                            A wind picks it up,

                                 catching her thoughts and fears

                            Written in the still

                                Looking up and seeing,

                                the moonbeams catch,

                        before her eyes

                                           Lifting her hand slightly she lets loose her fear

                                The wind blowing the breath,

                                she held back into her lungs

                               She knows that he is gone now

                                    Tears escape down her cheeks

                                    I will never forget you, my beloved

                                  Written on the moon,

                                       are shadows that have been left

                                          For my fallen soldier and all the ones that are left

                                  Written by:

                                Paula G. Rockwell

                                copyright protected

 

 

 

Today

Today I have decided that I will continue to be a good person, follow what God wants me to do. Die to the flesh...easy to say , not so easy to do.

What if you were told you were going blind, would you choose to believe it, would others believe you as your eyes began to fail? Well Guess what, that is what I was told recently, I don't believe it, and choose to continue to see. You think the power of positive thinking will work for this. What is ironic is that I care for someone who is blind... weird right?  I would love to continue to use glasses to see, I can't believe I complained about it. Someday I may not need them, but for another reason other than seeing very well. I am grateful for my sight now and pray the doctor is wrong in this. She said the Crohns Disease is affecting my eyes too.
Today I choose life for my eyes...hopefully that will be enough.

Dreams...what do they mean?

Do you actually dream every night? I do ! I dream of alot of things... Last night I dreamed of my two wonderful grandaughters ages, 3 and 5. I love them so much. In my dream I was in an unknown place and I saw them.My oldest grandaughter saw my husband and I and began to run toward us...her sister followed suit and ran after her, she ran and began calling Nana, nana, I missed you .She was jumping up and down as her sister did the same, following what her sister was doing.My five year old grandaughter jumped into my arms hugging me and I showered her little face with kisses...before long my son and his wife, ran and grabbed her from my arms ,pulling them away from me/us...I awoke upset and crying,as I have not seen them in a year....I pray for them and their family daily. I miss them and can't wait to see them again...love and hugs to my darling grandaughters

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