So back on April 24 was a year since I went into the hospital.
Looking from what I was then and how I am now.
It's amazing how different I am.
I still have some of the same problems but its become minor.
No matter how frustrated I get at her, I still love her.
We've been through a lot and I know I put her through hell.
But after 2 and a half years, we are still one.
Its been a long journey and I am still taking that adventure.
No matter if I have to walk a hundred miles.
No matter if I have to wait a thousand years.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Saturday, April 24, 2010
The 11 Year Old Boy
I saw something at work today.
Just a young boy, perhaps 11 or so, leaving the store with his mom.
He was just talking to his mom about nothing of remembrance.
It made me think of the beauty of relationships with parents.
It was nothing out of the ordinary but meant so much.
I began to realize that my mom needs help in her life.
Sure, there still will be times when we fight about randomness.
But, I know I need to help her out.
I gave her money to pay for bills.
It will risk be moving out soon but I think it's worth it.
Just a young boy, perhaps 11 or so, leaving the store with his mom.
He was just talking to his mom about nothing of remembrance.
It made me think of the beauty of relationships with parents.
It was nothing out of the ordinary but meant so much.
I began to realize that my mom needs help in her life.
Sure, there still will be times when we fight about randomness.
But, I know I need to help her out.
I gave her money to pay for bills.
It will risk be moving out soon but I think it's worth it.
Friday, April 16, 2010
Up And Down
I want to tell you that everything will be okay
That everything will eventually turn itself to gold
Keep pushin through it all
Don't follow, lead the way
Don't lose yourself or your hope
Remember life's like a jump rope
That everything will eventually turn itself to gold
Keep pushin through it all
Don't follow, lead the way
Don't lose yourself or your hope
Remember life's like a jump rope
Walk On
I'm getting more paranoid and I'm hearing things
And they never turn out real
It feels like my heart is made of pure steel
It's just so heavy all the time
Yea I'm scared of death
And I'm scared of living
I gave up on the past cause it's unforgiving
I misplaced my trust
I watched my word begin to rust
I'm a balloon about to bust
I need a place for reliving
But sometimes I feel like weeping
Awake and when I'm sleeping
Perfecting how to put a game face on
-Blue October
I find myself lost in the darkness.
I have no flashlight or hand to guide me.
But I still walk on.
And they never turn out real
It feels like my heart is made of pure steel
It's just so heavy all the time
Yea I'm scared of death
And I'm scared of living
I gave up on the past cause it's unforgiving
I misplaced my trust
I watched my word begin to rust
I'm a balloon about to bust
I need a place for reliving
But sometimes I feel like weeping
Awake and when I'm sleeping
Perfecting how to put a game face on
-Blue October
I find myself lost in the darkness.
I have no flashlight or hand to guide me.
But I still walk on.
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