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Monday, December 31, 2012

Reflections

2012 has been a crazy year. Never a dull moment.

2012 was the year I cried more tears than (probably) ever in my life before.  I cried happy tears. I cried sad tears. Tears of loss. Tears of gain.

2012 was the year I reconnected with many (blessings) friends from my past.

2012 was the year I found out that I still trust some people too much and lost some "friends" because of it.

2012 was the year I accidentally killed my Saturn Ion 3 in a flash flood in West Virginia.


2012 was the year I became a great-aunt.


2012 was the year I was honored to have a child named after me.


2012 was the year I watched two of the most wonderful people I know fall in love. With each other.



2012 was the year I adopted a dog.


2012 was the year I stood between Jack Blades and Kelly Keagy for a photo op. Like a groupy.


2012 was the year I discovered I have amnesia regarding some past events (which is driving me crazy).

2012 was the year I took my blinders off to see the homeless in my community.

2012 was the year I began helping.

2012 was the year I started focusing more on the world by focusing more on me.

2012 was the year I stopped hiding me.

2012 was the year I celebrated the milestone birthdays of many friends, including my own.

2012 was the year I was overwhelmed with grief for innocent lives killed by mad men.

2012 was the year I was overwhelmed by negativity from my Democratic and Republican friends.

2012 was the year I was overwhelmed by negativity of others when the world didn't end on the Solstice.

2012 was the year I began surrounding myself with like-minded sisters and brothers.

2012 was the year I asked for and received clarification.

2012 was the year I was reminded that I am a butterfly.


And I am loved.

Saturday, December 29, 2012

Isolation


I can’t allow you to have friends anymore
Such bad influences they are
Oh, and you must do things my way
Laughter is not allowed
Adoration is a requirement
Tolerating your behavior only lasts so long
Inadequacy is unacceptable
Order must always be kept
No, I don’t really love you

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Insanity


Redeeming qualities?
Overstuffed sock drawers?
Insanity looms over its
Victim
With the snap of fingers
Fog rolls in and
Encompasses the unknowing
Sight prevented by the density
No way to find home, comfort,
Love
No choice but to back against
The wall
Thankful for its support
Fear immobilizing
Screams when a hand
Appears
Inches from the nose
Insanity envelopes
Without realization that the
Hand was help