I received a phone call today from my brother while I was on my way home from work telling me that my daughter wrecked the 4 wheeler and he did not know if she was ok or not as she had locked herself in her room. When I arrived home I made sure my daughter was not injured to the point of an emergency room visit then assessed the damage of the 4 wheeler. A brand new 6K 4 wheeler. the tire is shredded, the welds are broken on the front bumper/grill... (she must have been doing 15-20 mph.... and the top rack (for hauling deer) was bent as well as the welds broken... very grateful that my daughter is alive with no broken bones... and very pissed about the damage from carelessness. Being a parent will kill you!
Sitting here watching the sky shed its light to become something beautiful, mystical, alluring. Waiting for the stars to break through the restrictive barrier of time and light to help guide my way.
Tonight I was blessed to observe something that I have not viewed in quite some time.
A falling star
I closed my eyes and shed a tear for what was lost and that can never be regained.
It seems to me that with every new day live becomes harder. It takes more energy to just exist.... forget living.... that requires more than I have. I want more .... need more.... I will find a way to be more than just a shell of my former self. I will become all that I desire.
I awoke at 2:43 a.m. and embraced the chilled night air. Took Dog out gor a walk, and watched the glorious lightshow in the star draped sky. Began to get restles and just began walking around the property. The only light being supplied from above. It maked wicked shadows, and the night sounds will drive you close to the brink of insanity if you allow it. I became tired and came in close to the brake of day. Just as I laied down my daughters alarm went off and our day began. No sleep for the wicked.
People are never as they seem for under the skin lies the torrent of emotions that make us unique. Things that mark us forever, things that we try to hide, but are seen by those of us who know the truth. People are never as they seem. So who am I . Who are you.
Today marks another page in the book of life. I did not ask for this existance, but here I am feeling my way around in the dark sharpening my sences. Doing whatever possible to make sure I see another sunset. Making sure I am still here tomorrow evening to listen to the night calls, of all that is lovely and in the shadow.
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