Ah, The Memories

The sweet, sweet memories. I'll always remember this house with fondness and remember all that our little girl learned while we were here. She's grown so much while living in the little brick house. Maybe she'll miss it, too, but she'll eventually forget. That's the nice thing about being a baby, I guess. You move on quicker than older people. 

I guess it's time for me to move on, too. 

Not So Fast, Fall

It's been unusally cold for August, and although it can feel refreshing, I'm not really a fan. I don't want fall to come too soon. If it's this cold in August, what will the next couple months be like? Back in NC, September sometimes flared up to some of the hottest weather of the year. 

I post this picture of me in my normal summer legs: capris, anklets, and barefeet. While other people are excited about cooler weather and bringing out the sweaters and jeans, I sit here obstinately in my summer clothes. 

The Man I Married

The man I married is the man of my dreams

When he walks in the room, my heart beams

Not tall and dark, but fun size and light

He's handsome and loving and for me just right.

Change is Exciting

Like a kid, I get excited about new adventures. Sometimes when it actually happens though, I miss old things. 

We're getting ready to move again, and I'm happy. But, I'm also kind of thinking I'll miss this old brick house. 

I'm taking it all in, enjoying it while I can, but then one of those annoying things will happen, and I'll remember why I'm so excited to be moving. 

You Don't Always Have to Steal

You don't always have to steal our joy. 

Maybe, just maybe, you could lay aside your disagreements and just be happy for us. 

We don't always live up to your standards. We certainly don't always do what you want us to do, but maybe when we're happy, you could be happy to. 

I just think sometimes that thieves aren't really all that happy stealing all the time. 

Missing You

May, 2020...

It's just a dark figure, like a little cartoon, dripping black.

But, obviously, to me it means more because I made it for a reason and a purpose.

You see, I've been missing you.

Sometimes I forget how you really sound, how you talk, how you laugh, how you smile. 

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December, 2020...

Funny how time goes by and things change. I wrote these words because I missed you, but I was afraid to let the world see it because no one would understand. I told people I had absolutely no feelings for you. I couldn't like you. Never.

And time goes by. I re-read those words and smile. Yes, I did miss you. You had always bemoaned that fact that I was going to leave you, but then you left me. And, I was sad. 

But, I was still stubborn. Wouldn't like that boy if it meant death otherwise. It's strange though how much I missed you. 

I still miss you, and you still leave me. You'll leave me again soon. 

And sometimes, I still forget how you look, how you laugh, how you smile, how you sound. Sometimes I still only see the black silhouette. But I want to see you.

Please don't be gone too long, my dear.

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August, 2023...

Three years later, and I see you every day. I kiss your soft lips and hug you close. Sometimes I still fear you leaving me, but more than ever, I am so thankful I have you.

Now, you're no longer a black silhouette in my memory, you're the man that walks around the corner in the morning. I smile when I see you. I'm happy lying next to you at night, your warm back against mine.

What was just a friendship is now the best ever friendship, a friendship of a lifetime.

I love you, Jacob.

Empty

Sometimes the brain feels empty. How did I used to come up with such meaningful words that inspired thinking and wondering? I've turned into a simpleton! Oh, the sorrows and woefulness. My life is doomed.

JK. Drama queen.

But, actually, where did the thinking go? Maybe it has to do with no longer being in college. Now I'm a wife and mom, and now I just have stuff to get done. Now I'm thinking less about my horrible, dark, sad soul and thinking more about what we're having for dinner. Intead of questioning life and death and people and the deep secrets of the mind, I'm trying to figure out how to pack up and move again. I'm figuring out how to take care of a baby while also preparing for a new baby. 

So, even if my mind feels empty, my life is pretty full. 

Speking of which, what are we having for lunch?

I Said Yes

It's been over 2 years ago when you asked me, and I'm so glad I said yes. 

There's never been a doubt that I made the right decision. 

I've only grown more and more fond of you, more and more in love. 

The years go by, the babies multiply, and our love blossoms. 

I love you more than ever. 

All of a Sudden

Little tiny fingers stuffed in your mouth

Barely scooting yourself along the ground

Carried all over the place in my tired arms

All of a sudden, you're not so little anymore.

Yellow

Rays of yellow cast their arms about

A glowing orange runs throughout

Orbiting around the little brown hill

Cast among the green, shining still.

Chaotic Crash

Shadows of gray and light, spilling white

Hues of golden and pink, a shining light

Sun, sky, and scampering clouds clash

In a beautiful and chaotic crash.