this was written awhile back… listen…. do you hear that? it is so loud. i can’t block it out. i can’t wish it away ~believe me i’ve tried i’ve tried praying for it to stop. it sometimes seems never ending the only time i don’t hear it is when i’m sleeping ~unless of course I’m being haunted by it through the pictures in my dreams i’m referring to the constant dialogue going on in my head lately it has been so loud and i just can’t seem to turn it…
I am from paper clips, from Paper Mate and Cross Pens. I am from the the red brick house with white metal window shades, shaggy red and blue carpets, orange and lime tile, and moth ball odors. I am from the Ivy, Marigolds, and pine cones. I am from the Oak trees, Pansies, and Cloves. I am from big Christmas traditions and round rosy cheeks, from Wells and Dennis and Harris. I am from the calm, cool, and collected and understanding, sensitive, and forgiving. From “Your hair is so pretty” and “Education is your top priority”. I am from the…
I found this from CJ’s Site. Thought I do it… I am from peanut butter, from Bounce Laundry Softner and Legos. I am from the 2 story house, loving, funny, cheesy sausage balls. I am from the fern, hibiscus, honey, and the hot humid air. I am from movie watching and short-tempered, from Rob and Drew and Alex. I am from the traveler and hard-working. From “Did you do your homework?” and “Did you clean behind your ears?”. I am from christian, listening and talking to the Lord each day. I’m from Fort Worth, Tx and Ireland, Chili and bacon…