I have learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment, and making the best of it without knowing what's going to happen next.
Why did I not learn to treat everything like it was the last time? My greatest regret was how much I believed in the future. The truth is that unless you let go unless you forgive yourself, unless you forgive the situation unless you realize that the situation is over, you cannot move forward.
It hurts to let go. Sometimes it seems the harder you try to hold on to something or someone, the more it wants to getaway. You feel like some kind of criminal for having felt, for having wanted. For having wanted to be wanted. It confuses you because you think that your feelings were wrong, and it makes you feel so small because it's so hard to keep it inside when you let it out and it doesn't come back. You're left so alone
They say a person needs just three things to be truly happy in this world: someone to love, something to do, and something to hope for. Hope can be a powerful force. Maybe there's no actual magic in it, but when you know what you hope for most and hold it like a light within you, you can make things happen, almost like magicIt's like a drop of honey, a field of tulips blooming in the springtime. It's a fresh rain, a whispered promise, a cloudless sky, the perfect punctuation mark at the end of a sentence. And it's the only thing in the world keeping me afloat.Hope is not about proving anything. It's about choosing to believe this one thing, that love is bigger than any grim, bleak shit anyone can throw at us, and as long as the sun's shining, shit can't be that bad.One resolution I have made, and always try to keep, is this: 'To rise above little things.' Keep a little fire burning; however small, however, hidden. Dance. Smile. Giggle. Marvel. Trust. Hope. Lo
This has made me realize once again how precious life is. It has made me realize that you can do everything in your own power to protect the person you love, and yet there will be an evil that will find its way in.Coming so close to losing each other has reminded me how fragile our relationship is. Even though we have known each other for over a year, it still seems yet so new and vulnerable. What does bring my heart the joy is that no matter what gets kicked in our way that we always come out stronger than before. Each day I pray for the day that it shall all be without any problems in our life.Do I believe that we are getting tested?I believe that we are getting pushed to a limit to see how much we can break. We have broken many times, and sometimes we did not know that we can be put back to getter again. But there is nothing stronger than love; there is no glue stronger than love that can fix the pieces.Your mom always tells you that life is never
…Denice POV…I keep repeating to myself over and over to absolute tormented torture that it should be me.Richard has been nothing but a good man and a good father, and he does not deserve anything that has been thrown in his life that is so bad that it is keeping him away from his family.I know that being strong should be something that I should practice, but how can I be strong when the person that helps me to be, is not here? I can, and it is simply not a statement, but my breath is useless if I do not have him breathing it here with me.My boys need a father, and I need a husband.This will only be a chapter in the book of his life, but he needs to move on now, for he has stayed too long. He needs to see the value that he has brought to the life of people that are even beyond his family. He has brought together bonds that we all thought were broken a long time.Let us take, for instance…You have a Marine tha
Two feelings come to mind as I see the Doctor gently lay his hand on my mom's shoulder. Strangely the very first to come to mind I love. There has been nothing but love towards my dad for these days with the only effort in bringing him back.Yet, then there is the place that is created for a great monster that can take a hold of your heart and twist it in directions that the mind will be tormented at. This, my dear friend, is none other than fear.A good man once said, expose yourself to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, the fear shrinks, and vanishes and you are free.There are two basic motivating forces: fear and love. When we are afraid, we pull back from life. When we are in love, we open to all that life has to offer with passion, excitement, and acceptance. We need to learn to love ourselves first, in all our glory and our imperfections. If we cannot love ourselves, we cannot fully open to our ability to love others or our potential to cre
Over the past few weeks, I have learned a lot about myself. I thought that being a Marine means that you are the strongest man that there can be. Yet, learning about hope and faith, having the will to see that there is always going to be a tomorrow, is a far greater strength than what a man in uniform can bring.This has by far been the greatest learning experience for me, and even though we might have come through it this far, it does not mean that the battle is not over. I think that only now the true healing will begin. And that I can with almost all certainty say as I am now staring my father in eyes that are very much wide open.And as I am the first to nearly leap in his arms, the flood of emotions, the fear of losing him comes flooding like a raging river from eyes that have grown far puffier than they should be.With only but a gentle squeeze of his hand instead, I softly whisper to him, "It is good you finally joining us. I was really starting to
One thing that I have learned with Isabella, well, in fact, every woman, is that you need a lot of patience. Now when you ask her what is wrong, she will more than likely tell you nothing. If you are as persistent as me, and you continue to ask her this, she will, by all certainty, lose her temper with you. Then it is a whole new story. For if you ask her why she is upset, she will tell you that she is not.And so it goes, a whole string of questions and statements that will get you into nothing but trouble. So that is where I left it yesterday before she, Galland, and I, finally bid a farewell to my father, who was going to pull through without any hesitation.Sadly, we all had to return to our lives, as we have been away from normality for three weeks. Galland is back waiting for me to get my leg working so that we can go enlist for the Raiders. Matty is still with my mom and dad and will return in a week back to where he needs to be. So all and all, the Jacksons are
Fate is what takes you down that road you ever so often avoid taking. Take, for instance, just sitting on a rock and minding your own business before a complete stranger appears out of nowhere. At the time, I had no idea that it was where I was supposed to be with whom I am meant to be, doing what I should be doing...falling in love.I wish I could have blamed gravity, but the truth was I fell in love. I fell deeper and deeper until I reached the deepest point. In the middle of all my chaos, there she was. You can call it destiny, or you can call it fate; the point is you will fall in love with the most unexpected person at the most unexpected time.Now that unexpected love has brought us to this point where both our lives, our love, and our future depend on what will happen in the next minute.But I am frightened."Boo, is this what you really want? I thought that you wanted it to be a surprise?"She looks at me from underneath her thick eye
Frustration is a feeling that one as a Marine experiences on a daily basis, yet you get frustrated because whatever you have planned has not gone the way it is intended. I know that sometimes I can be a bit hard on Isabella with discipline, I would like to say that I am an easy-going, free man, yet I would be lying.Now, much to that very frustration, Isabella has taken that little white envelope, and she has gone to take a nap. Now, can you only imagine the trickles of frustration that are boiling from my ears in utmost torture? I am starting to learn that the woman is doing it on purpose.So, I am being the patient man; well, I am trying to practice patience while she has her nap, and I have taken this time to add one to my collection of many that I have written to our unborn baby so far. I think if Isabella finds the box, she will have a good old laugh.At least I am not calling her a big green truck, but I might have referred to her as 'Old Betty.'Th