75th

Today is my father's 75th birthday. What he has witnessed in life and the stories he has, there are days when they are vivid and days when the cobwebs are too vast to remember. I wonder what goes on in his mind. 75 years, of pain, happy, sad, work, sleep,illness, and the loss of time. I wonder what my 75th birthday will be like. I wonder who, what and where and with whom I will be.

But Not Forgotten

I think, no matter where you stray,That I shall go with you a way.Though you may wander sweeter lands,You will not soon forget my hands,Nor yet the way I held my head,Nor all the tremulous things I said.You still will see me, small and white and smiling, in the secret night,And feel my arms about you when the day comes fluttering back again.I think, no matter where you be,You'll hold me in your memory and keep my image, there without me,By telling later loves about me.

Dorothy Parker

Chest Song

I dream at night of when I have my head on his chest and hear his heart. The night is still now, and the silence at times rings of his chest songs. He is with me and I miss him, but he is and always will sing in my ear. I am am here for him, I am here to hear his thoughts, feelings, and just to hear his silence and share the unsaid thoughts. He is my friend, and the one person who I hear his chest song.

Destiny

There is a destiny that makes us brothers, no one goes that way alone. All we bring to the lives of other, comes back into our own.

My Dad

Today I went to see my father at the nursing home. He was sleeping, as I looked over him, memories of my childhood filled my mind. I remember this strong, funny, and great man, now he is reduced to tremors and memory loss. The person who I once knew is no longer. The person I once was is forever changed. I look out the window to find a crisp, spring, sunny day; my father would have been outside planting his garden or getting the lawn mower ready for summer. A tear falls from my face, and the days of father son talks, are gone. The questions of how life is going and if I need money are locked in a dark past of what was. My father was a welcoming and giving man; all were welcome at his table and no one was ever treated differently. A man of contradiction is now a man lost in the world of dark shadows and time. I miss you dad, and I love you. Sleep well, push the shadows away and dream.

Search

When tomorrow comes what will it bring? Will it be winter or will it be spring? Will a prayer be answered? Will the sun rise for you? Will it be pleasure or will it be sorrow? We will have to Search for Tomorrow.

"Quotes"

"Yesterday is not ours to recover, but tomorrow is ours to win or lose. — Lyndon B. Johnson"

"The more people have in common, the better they do. - Anonymous"

"What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us. - Oliver Wendell Holmes"

"It is not enough if you are busy. The question is, what are you busy about? - Henry David Thoreau"

In order to be irreplaceable one must always be different. - Coco Chanel