Archive | January, 2013

What if? – The Condition of Control

27 Jan

Secret Saturday

I’m struggling right now. I’m messing up, ruining everything. I’m trying not to feel anything, but I want to feel everything. I don’t want to shut him out. Since he visited and left in December,  it has been all downhill for me, for both of us. I have the gift of being able to turn it all off until I can deal with it, I lived
my life without feeling until I met him.
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I Need to Get a Grip

25 Jan

Thriving Thursday.
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Love is overbearing, isn’t it?  It has got to be the most annoying emotion ever! I want to talk to him every second and be with him every minute,  but that has to be a secret. I wouldn’t want to appear weak or clingy, so I force myself to get a grip. But I don’t have one, so I’m afraid I may have to steal yours.  You don’t mind, right?
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Book Concentration…Secrets I must tell

23 Jan

I’m checking into my blog today. It’s Wailing Wednesday,  but I’m just going to check in to say that I’m still here, I’m alive. I think you will all forgive me when you hear what I’ve been up to. I am close. I am so so close to finishing a book that I’m writing. 
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Reflections (poem)

20 Jan

Reflections

When you look at me
Is my value different
From what you see
From what I meant
To show
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Crisis (Fundamental) Friday… It’s Just Snow!

18 Jan

Crisis Friday (Fundamental Friday)

Well, I didn’t believe it would happen. I really didn’t believe it. They did it, the clouds squeezed out some snowflakes, that must have been painful, poor clouds. Continue reading

Preparing for… a Snow Apocalypse and Funny Stuff

18 Jan

Thriving Thursday

I’ve spent much of today trying to think of something positive to write about. I’ve spent much of the rest of the day writing my book. It’s kind of hard to be positive on a bad day. It’s been raining out for days. It may snow tomorrow.  Even a quarter inch of snow in NC means a crisis. Continue reading

” I Love You” Isn’t Good Enough

17 Jan

Wailing Wednesday

“I love you.” Why are those words meaningless to me? I was a 20 year old virgin, do you know how I made it to 20 as a virgin? Continue reading