My son Billy is becoming Mr. Bill.
Billy may become Bill or Will or William or not.
I still remember the day he was born as if it was yesterday.
Twins jousting for the birthing position.
Billy and Matt or Matt and Billy. Either way is fine with me.
What was the order and why was Billy exiting first ?
Going somewhere Billy ?
I have watched you evolve as a child into a young boy.
From young boy to young man the process has continued.
What will become of my Mr. Bill ?
Will he further develop into a man, a serious man ?
A young man that finds his stride and follows his bliss.
Does he inherit my DNA that will drive his creativity ?
I look forward to meeting the elder Mr. Bill.
We have so many things to talk about and
We have some many things to experience.
Oh no, Mr. Bill. You are my son !!
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Watching Over Me
When you watch over me I know that I am safe.
You make me feel safe. You make me feel protected.
When I am in the hospital you are with me.
You watch over me. You are my sentinel.
I love to watch you when you sleep and I
Wonder what you think of me as I sleep.
You are my life.
You are my raison d'etre.
You make me feel safe. You make me feel protected.
When I am in the hospital you are with me.
You watch over me. You are my sentinel.
I love to watch you when you sleep and I
Wonder what you think of me as I sleep.
You are my life.
You are my raison d'etre.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Put a Happy Face on It
Put a happy face on it, always.
Always look on the bright side of life.
We all have so much to be thankful for
Why, oh why, do we tend to focus on the negative.
The negative may be a dead-end but at least it is not
The only choice we have.
We make our own choices and we own those choices.
I accept those choices, good and bad, however I
Now allow myself to put a happy face on it.
Always look on the bright side of life.
We all have so much to be thankful for
Why, oh why, do we tend to focus on the negative.
The negative may be a dead-end but at least it is not
The only choice we have.
We make our own choices and we own those choices.
I accept those choices, good and bad, however I
Now allow myself to put a happy face on it.
Monday, August 8, 2011
A Rebirth, A Rising Opportunity
Jesus said to Lazarus, "Take off the grave clothes." You have been reborn. (John 11:43)
A new opportunity has been given to me after decades of prayers.
A new life free from the shame of childhood, adulthood and midlife.
The extra burdens that I have carried with me will be exorcized.
Many of my demons will free me from their bondage.
I will be a new man. A man determined to live and love.
A new opportunity has been given to me after decades of prayers.
A new life free from the shame of childhood, adulthood and midlife.
The extra burdens that I have carried with me will be exorcized.
Many of my demons will free me from their bondage.
I will be a new man. A man determined to live and love.
Saturday, August 6, 2011
Restrictions
30 years of adult living, a good life, has caught up with me now.
100 pounds of extra weight (and shame) to carry through life.
It is now time to add the governor and stop the madness.
Out of control eating and drinking must stop.
Discipline must replace hedonism.
Love of self must replace sadness and anger.
My love for myself is strong.
My will to live, healthy, will prevail.
100 pounds of extra weight (and shame) to carry through life.
It is now time to add the governor and stop the madness.
Out of control eating and drinking must stop.
Discipline must replace hedonism.
Love of self must replace sadness and anger.
My love for myself is strong.
My will to live, healthy, will prevail.
Friday, August 5, 2011
Brothers and Men
It has always been a good thing to have a brother or two.
When you need them most, you must pull them forward.
Brothers are men that have their own lives distracting them.
And men will be men when it comes to emotional support.
Men need men and brothers need brothers.
I love my brothers. I need my brothers.
Younger or older, we brothers need each other.
Our very survival depends on brotherly love.
Give me some love, my brother.
A hug, a smile, a call or maybe just a notice once in a while ?
When you need them most, you must pull them forward.
Brothers are men that have their own lives distracting them.
And men will be men when it comes to emotional support.
Men need men and brothers need brothers.
I love my brothers. I need my brothers.
Younger or older, we brothers need each other.
Our very survival depends on brotherly love.
Give me some love, my brother.
A hug, a smile, a call or maybe just a notice once in a while ?
Thursday, August 4, 2011
The View from Where I Sit
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
If I Die ...
Monday, August 1, 2011
Lap Band Eve
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)