I’ll cherish every moment, I want you to know.
You’ve wiped all my tears but just once again, you’re more than my mother, your my very best friend.
There’s things that I’ll miss, and I will everyday.
I won’t say goodbye, cause I want you to stay. Just know that I love you and we’re never far apart, you’ll be closer than ever cause you’ll live in my heart
So I’ll kiss your cheek, and hold onto your hand; everything happens for a reason, I just wish I’d understand.
Now hold me closer, let me feel your soft touch,
Your the best mom for me, and I will miss you so much.
You are my angel and it’s now time to go fly.
So remember my smile and don’t see me cry.
We’ve had ups and downs of course through he years, but the love you’ve shown me, outweighs all the tears.
I couldn’t be prouder to say you belong to me, we’ll meet again in heaven, just wait and see.
Everyone makes mistakes.” I swear on all I have that I have heard this statement, literally, thousands of times. Unfortunately for me, this seemingly forgiving statement was only said to me throughout my, shall we say, ‘younger years.’ During my late 20’s, I clearly remember going through an embarrassingly long period of denial about the seriously messed up state I found my life in.
Even now, as I am writing this, I find my self snorting in derision. My very unladylike snort is due to the fact that, even now, that ‘messed up’ time in my 20’s? Well, that was a freaking walk in the park on a warm spring day, compared to my present circumstances, which I am, from here on out, going to refer to as ‘the fallout’.
Now, let me clarify something. Anytime I say anything on the messed up state my life is currently in, I am not referring to my present living circumstances. I have actually been ‘living’ in a very nice, extended stay hotel however, before the ‘fallout’, i owned my very own, amazing home. Which I resided in with the only real true love of my life my amazing son, also living there was my then boyfriend of 6 years LJ, 2 dogs, 13 cats, 2 chickens (Bessie & Millie), 5 fish tanks, and for a very short time: 2 ducks. But I’m rambling. My point is, ‘the fallout’ is referring to the many friends, job, family, etc. that, due to MY bad choices, decisions, and behaviors I lost. The changes that I am in the process of making, i hope, will help me get back on the road that one day will lead me back to what really matters…so stay tuned readers…
You may not know this, but many of the nonliving things that most use daily, have a gender. To name a few, here are some examples that come to mind-
1) Ziploc Bags are Male, because they hold everything in, but you can see right through them.
2) Copiers are Female, because once turned off; it takes a while to warm them up again. It’s an effective reproductive device if the right buttons are pushed, but can wreak havoc if the wrong buttons are pushed.
3) A Tire is Male, because it goes bald and it’s often over-inflated.
4) A Hot Air Balloon is Male, because, to get it to go anywhere, you have to light a fire under it, and of course, there’s the hot air part.
5) Sponges are Female, because they’re soft, squeezable and retain water.
6) A Web Page is Female, because it’s always getting hit on.
7)A Subway is Male, because it uses the same old lines to pick people up.
8) An Hourglass is Female, because over time, the weight shifts to the bottom.
9) A Hammer is Male, because it hasn’ t changed much over the last 5,000 years, but it’s handy to have around.
10) A Remote Control is Female. Ha! You thought it’d be male , didn’t you? But consider this – it gives a man pleasure, he’d be lost without it, and while he doesn’t always know the right buttons to push, he keeps trying!
(Pass these on to both male and female friends of yours so that they can have a chuckle too.)