i spent the evening at a viewing for a little girl.
ive got no words… ive got nothing i can explain or figure out…

all i have… that i can put down on paper… is this song

so its what i leave you with tonite…
i said goodbye to a 7year old girl tonite.
7… thing about that – and realize your life may not be that bad….

Spend all your time waiting
for that second chance
for a break that would make it okay
there’s always one reason
to feel not good enough
and it’s hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
oh beautiful release
memory seeps from my veins
let me be empty
and weightless and maybe
I’ll find some peace tonight

in the arms of an angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you’re in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort there

im not sure what a proper ‘farewell’ message is to a very loved little girl…. but whatever it would be… i would insert it right here.i know that -being a teacher in childrens church- you’re not supposed to have favorites, well…i did.

and one of them passed away last nite.

i would ask that you keep the parents of this little girl in your prayers.

thank you.

ah yes… just for the record
my dad was never a cab driver:-)

our mysterious “voice from the past” has spoken many many things… but said nothing of any consequence or depth whatsoever. its sad what people will do to simply get attention…anyway – to the original nameless post-er… you’re still more than welcome to speak with/to me. ive no time for stupid games, but ill gladly speak with you.

nite

until further notice – i have removed the posting ability of my blog.

it seems our voice from the past has decided to be a definite prick… so yeah.
moving on to the things that actually matter in life…
it was a beautiful moon tonite. hope you got to see it!
nite

ok…i think im passing the point of interest… slowly moving into minor anoyance… ah well.. could be worse:-)

earlier today i sat and watched my fish…
mesmerized by her own reflection in the bowl…
my fish spends hours chasing its mirrored image…
and yet – i read vals blog – and i sit… and i read 9 posts…
from insanely mesmerized people about how weird skip is.
we humans – forever easily amused:-)
and sarcastic

as to the ‘legacy’…. all that you know – is true.
and you only know the smallest bit.
::raises a glass of dew:: a toast – to leads of hettuce

anyway – i must agree with mateo – obscurity and anonimity are two very clever and powerful weapons…
my interest is still kept – however, the unknown person has yet to respond to my challenge – prove you know me. and not just my blog…

this life i think im living gets more interesting every day:-)

another mysterious message from our unknown messenger.
seems that this person has captured my interest…

whomever you are out there…. you say i talk to you.
prove you know me.

to the rest of you all – from this life i think im living…
goodnite

life sucks sometimes. it really really does.
ah well

sleep. blessed precious sleep
nite

more than anything else right now…. i really miss my daddy

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