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A walk through a room
 
She walks into a room and smiles, she is happy she is there. She looks around and feels at home.

She walks through the room touching hands, kissing cheeks and giving huggs. She sees so many that she hasnt seen in years. Some seem to be sad but there is still laughter there. And she is glad. She is feeling transparent in this place, but its not a bad feeling just that she has no substance to herself. She sees her children that she has raised, the ones she gave birth to and the ones that came to her in need. My there are alot of them.
These are the lives that she has touched, carressed, and handled through her years. She feels young and rejuvenated as though something wonderful has come to pass and has given her new energy.
She passes through one room into another, walking about smiling and nodding to those she has always cherished and cared for. In this room there is a peace, a quiet, a kind of honored hush. Then she notices in the front of the room there is a stand and on that stand is a beautiful lavender casket. OH MY! What is this? Someone has passed. She walks past all of her friends and family silently sitting and paying their respects. As she gets close to the front she smells the wonderful flowers, there are so many, this person was loved. Then she is close enough to see the person laying there in peace and her beautiful repose. She stops, then nodds, yes, thats right.
She has come to say goodbye. Not to her life, which she lived to the fullest of her ability. Not to her family who she will always be there for. Not to her friends who she will always watch out for.
But, to herself. Because, she has moved on to a different place. A peaceful place. Where she can watch over and help in the minds and hearts she cares for. So, she leans down and kisses the cold cheek that is just a shell for the woman that she once was. She brushes back that bleach blond hair that she always loved, and smiles.
The she whispers something in the air. The people in the room stir as though restless and a few feel the whisper of air and smile, knowing that she is there. She has lived for a very long time and there is not one thing that she would change in her life. Because, that would change her as the person that she had become. She hopes that in her time that she has done everything for as many people as possible to make their lives a bit happier even if it was for a moment. She hopes that her friends remember her laughter and caring. And a few of her gentlemen friends remember her passion, and her touch. Then as she feels herself fading away. She turns and walks passed the group there to say goodbye. And as she passes there is a warm breeze in the air-conditioned room, taking a few by suprise, and making those that knew her well smile with the wonder of her presence. Then she is floating above listening to everyone talk about what kind of a person she was. And she is happy.
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Whats Inside
Posted:Jul 24, 2007 1:48 pm
Last Updated:Jul 12, 2011 9:32 am
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Isn't it strange as you go through life the changes that come and go.
You find that some things aren't always what they seem. You find that love is painful and a strain. You find that honor is a thing of the past. You also find friendship is only a word.
Now, granted it was not that way always. You can find, once in awhile a person or two you can trust. But, for the most part they are words in the brain not in the heart. I understand that people get hurt and change, they think that nothing is going to be the same. So, they forget those important things. It is hard to take, this optional thinking. I grew up thinking these things to be very important. And now they are a part of me. I have ben hurt by life and things, but these thoughts have occured to me.
It is not who you are but, but how you are. It is not what you are but, what you do.
These things carry you through life. They show others that there is more to you than meets the eye. It is underneath the face, smile, tears and hurt. It is what you really want to be seen as. But, it is not as simple as a look. You have to show yourself. To let people know you are gold inside were it counts.
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A Woman
Posted:Jul 24, 2007 1:36 pm
Last Updated:Jan 15, 2021 7:59 am
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A woman who has given herself in love is rich in heart.
A woman who has given her love in birth is rich in soul.
A woman who has given her soul in faith is rich in grace.
A woman who has given her grace in age is rich in wisdom.
A woman who has given her wisdom in life is rich in mind.
A woman who has given her mind in life is rich in beauty.
Any woman who gives these things in life is the wealthiest woman of all.
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To Whom It May Concern:
Posted:Jul 24, 2007 1:29 pm
Last Updated:Oct 3, 2009 4:15 pm
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It is with sincere regret and heartfelt hurt that this letter is being written. A very special person has left my life. And some of these things that I feel need to be stated somewhere. And here is as good a place as any. I have been left with a place in my heart that is now an empty spot.
There once was loyalty, caring and love in this spot. Now, there is a hole, not to big, but big enough to tell its there.
And if I worry it enough it will remain sore. I close my eyes and hope that the cause of this spot understands I bear them nothing but the best. But, then I wonder, if this is how they treat loyalty, caring and love, what chance in life do they truely have. So, as I write this letter To Whom It May Concern: The spot starts toclose as the healing has begun. But, this lesson has been learned. "Be careful who you trust." But, If I did that I would trust no one. And that is not who I am. So remember this my dear friends and be careful of To Whom It May Concern.
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A Whisper
Posted:Sep 7, 2006 9:07 pm
Last Updated:Jun 15, 2008 5:36 pm
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There is a whisper in the air.
It is the sun.
The sound of laughter on the wind.

There is a whisper in the air.
It is the wind.
The sound of leaves falling to the ground.

There is a whisper in the air.
It is the rain.
The sound of things growing all around.

There is a whisper in the air.
It is the snow.
The sound of silence is in the mind.

There is a whisper in the air.
It is peace.
The sound of joy in hearts and minds.

There is a whisper in the air.
It is love.
The sound is a hushed paradise.

There is a whisper in the air.
It is the Sound of a Circle.
The Circle of Life.
It repeats its self over and over.

May this whisper in the air bring you all a part of this circle.

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When you least expect
Posted:Aug 26, 2006 4:07 pm
Last Updated:Dec 13, 2010 6:54 am
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My friends said I needed to get out so, here I am at a party. I stand here with a drink in my hand that I am not really drinking. Smiling and laughing at things I am not really hearing. Not really having a good time. I am ready to go home. Back to my safe little haven of comfort. Thinking to myself if I get hit on one more time by a man that doesnt smell very good and hasnt brushed his teeth, I am going home. Smiling and nodding my head to what someone has said to me, I look up. And to my surprise my eyes meet those of a fellow sufferer. He smiles with his eyes and inclines his head to me. I return his smile with my eyes, and raise my glass a bit to acknowledge his. The man that thinks I am listening to him smiles, because he thinks that now he has a chance. But, in truth he does not. He never had a chance, I was never attracted to him in anyway. And although I am easy to make friends with. I could never be his friend, thats not what he wants from me. I frown at this thought. Is that all there is in this life for me? Is that all that there ever will be for me again? I ask myself this question and frown again. Excusing myself from his boring conversation, I walk away shaking my head. Well, thats is for me, this party such as it was for me is over. I walk over to thank my hosts and make my apoligies. Sorry that I am leaving yet another gathering of my friends, most of them in pairs and happy. And yet I am still very much alone. Its not anything they have done, they are so near to my heart that, when they are in pain, I am as well. But, they have who they want to be with, they are not alone, they have that other half of themselves. I dont let them know how I am feeling because it would only worry them and they would want to try and fix it. But, this is something that only time can fix. That and someone I would enjoy spending time with. I grab my purse, my sweater. Pulling out my cell phone to check my messages. I smile to myself, I got a few messages from my , and one from my . They are grown and I miss them but, they still stay in close contact with me. As I am walking and listening to my messages, not paying attention to where I am going, I run into someone. Dropping all my things and almost falling over. I smile because of course its my fault for not paying attention to where I am going. I look up into the dark brown eyes of the man that smiled at me from across the room. "I am so very sorry darlin, I didnt mean to run into you. I wasnt paying attention to where I was going." He smiles and says "thats okay I dont mind you bumping into me." Yeah okay here go the lines I am thinking to myself, as he helps me pick up my things, and hands them to me. My phone rings, its my . I look up at him and smile yet again, kinda distracted and walk away. I turn to thank him again and he smiles and nods. I get my keys and walk to my car. Get in put my seat belt on by routine. I put my car in gear and back out of the parking lot. As I am driving down the road thinking about the party and the man that smiled at me I smile. Next thing I know I hear a loud noise, and my car starts to thump down the road. Damn, I have a flat. Figures, I think to myself its dark, I am alone and now I get to change a tire. Not that I cant, but wished I had someone with me just the same. I pull over and stop. Put on the emergency brake, check around, then get out. I walk around the car and yep, its a flat. I just shake my head and start for the trunk. As I am digging out the jack and fourway, I notice a car coming around the bend. I pick up the fourway just to be safe, you can never tell anymore. I am expecting the car to keep going, but to my surprise it stops. With the lights shining in my eyes I cant really see anything, all I hear is a voice "Need some help?" I laugh and responed "Nope, just standing here in this dress with a flat for the fun of it." I get silence then a chuckle. "I guess I deserve that, here give me that and let me help you anyway." As he gets close I notice his size and how well built he is. As he gets to the point were I can see him I smile, I realize its the guy from the party. If we keep meeting this way people will start to talk." And I laugh. He moves in closer to me so that we are just barely standing apart from one another. Looks into my eyes and smiles. "Let em" is all he says, smiles and turns to change the tire. He finishes changing the tire, puts the jack and tools back in the trunk of my car. Wiping his hands on a rag, looks up at me and says "there you go all set, but I suggest you get some new tires those are pretty well shot." I laugh knowing my budget and nod "Yeah, I will get right on it when I win the lottery." He frowns, "seriously, you need to let your husband or boyfriend know that they need to be fixed, you are going to get hurt someday." I laugh, hun my ex-husband prays for my tires to go out. And I do not have a boyfriend. But, thanks for your concern." I look up into his eyes and smile "Thank you again for all your help you are a doll." He scratches his head like he is confused about something. I ask "Whats wrong?" He smiles and says "Not a thing, just wondered how a man can be as stupid as to let you get away?" Oh yeah thats a good line. But, I smile becuase it still makes me feel good. Then he catches me off guard. "Do you think I could have your number?" And I look shocked and say "now why would you want my number?" "Well, because I might want to ask you out sometime." Yeah okay what harm is there in giving him my number. So, I give him my number, the man with the brown eyes. I stick my hand out to shake his and he looks shocked, then smiles and takes my hand. Moves it up and down smiling into my eyes, my stomach gets this really weird feeling in it. And to my shock I feel myself starting to blush. But, hell I forgot how to blush along time ago. I pull on my hand and he lets it go. And asks "what is your name anyway?" I give him my name and he gives me his. He walks me to my car and opens the door. I get in and get settled and he is still standing beside my car, so I roll the window down. He leans down, and says "I will be calling you soon." I smile and look down, "okay" I say. He reaches into the car and takes my chin in his hand and raises my eyes to his. "I will be calling you soon." I look into those wonderful brown eyes, and I believe he will be calling. "Okay, I will be looking forward to it." He smiles, and waits for me to start my car. As I drive away he is getting into his car. And I am thinking to myself 'I hope he calls'. I shake my head, Man this only happens when you least expect it.
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The Worst Ache of All
Posted:Jul 25, 2006 3:57 pm
Last Updated:Dec 13, 2010 6:55 am
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People think that when they are hurting that theirs is the worst pain in the world. And to them it may be at that time. I have found in my old age (lol) that yes being in pain is no fun. I can take an asprin and it goes away somewhat. But, so far to me the worst ache that I have ever felt is in my heart. I have been married to the same man for 20 years and I can say that most of them were okay. I had some good years as well. And when I married him I was in love. Very much so. Then as the years went by and he wandered, much as he did through our whole marriage. I hurt but I survived. At the end when it was beyond me to let it go. I was crushed, it broke my heart to think that after all we had together that he would do what he did. Well, now as I sit back and think of it, That was just stupid. He ran around our whole marriage, why would it hurt so bad at that point. Well, because for me that was the end. I am forever asked are you married, yes I still am. But, only on paper. There is no love for me there anymore. I can talk to him and be civil for the most part. But, I loved him and gave him my heart when I was young. I cared for and carried him through most of our marraige. Yet, for him that wasnt enough. I can say that for me that is what hurt me the most. The pain that I felt has faded to a sore spot. I can give my heart now if I want to. The question is do I want to. Do I ever want to go through that kind of pain again. That in itself is a silly question, no I dont want to go through that again. But, in the end do any of us have a choice. No, we dont. We can control only so much of ourselves. I myself do well in keeping myself from falling in and out of love like a . But, I also find myself wanting it more and more. I am not afraid of hurting so much now, its being alone. I think that is most everyones fear. I keep myself at a distance from most of my ummmm guy friends. But, at times I find myself wondering what forever would be like with them. Lol, and well that just scares the hell out of me most of the time. Then every now and then I come across a wonderful man with a great heart and something in them that I can relate too, or would like to relate too. So, as I go through things and try to decide what I want out of the rest of my life (hoping thats a long one) I have learned that yes you can have aches and pains. But, in the end the worst ache of all is in the softest spot of all. Your Heart.
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The Date
Posted:Jun 30, 2006 10:17 pm
Last Updated:Dec 13, 2010 6:55 am
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She looks up and her eyes scan the room. She knows she is being watched but she doesnt know by whom. As her eyes wonder they are caught by the deepest darkest eyes she has ever seen.

She smiles with her eyes first as they make contact. He returns the smile, then he asks her with his eyes if she would come talk to him.

So she walks over and they are standing next to one another. He takes her hand in his, and her heart beat quickins. He slowly strokes her wrist with his thumb as they stare into each others eyes.
She blush's just a little and glances at him shyly. But, he knows she is only shy here. They have been soul mates for years. There hearts and lives have touched. As he wants to touch her here and now in front of all these people.

No matter that there are people all around them, no matter that they have clothes on. He is seducing her with his eyes and his calm touch. She is getting wet and she is only a little surprised by this. She looks into his face and he knows its time to go. They have to find a place to be alone. And not for just a few moments, because that is never enough. They need a place where they can take their time with one another. So, they can please and pleasure each as needed and wanted by the other.
She takes his arm and they make their exit politely. They make it as far as the car before they start to lose control. He leans her against the car and reaches under her skirt.
Her heart picks up the pace as he slides her panties down. His fingers finds her wetness as she gasps he takes her mouth with his. She reaches out and takes his belt in her hands and unbuckles it. Unzips and unsnaps his pants, as she takes him into her warm hand. His body jerks in response to her touch. He lifts her off her feet and wraps her legs around him. As she does this he enters her warm wetness. They mate like animals right there in the parking lot, in front of anyone that may walk by. But, they dont care they are into only each other. They are making noises like they are animals and loving what they are doing to each other. Then they both reach their peak together. They stand in that position trying to get their selves back together. She slides to the ground and adjusts her clothing. He zips and snaps his pants, and buckles his belt. He walks her around and opens her car door. Then walks around to his side and gets in, starts the car and takes his wife home. To their own bed.
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