Reflection

I have broken hearts,

healed tears.

I have moved demons,

touched love.

I have given.

I have lost.

I have won.

I have breathed.

Died.

Been tired...of it all.

I've been in love.

Out of love.

Had a broken heart

and a full one as well.

I've cried in the dark.

and in the bathroom shower stall.

I've watched shooting stars.

Prayed.

Watched a sunrise across an ocean

with the one I love.

I have watched the sunset.

Alone.

I've seen the universe with my eyes.

I live.

I learn.

I let go.

I pass on.

I overindulge-occasionally.

I dance. I sing. I love the blues.

I have a little black dress that looks hot.

I've had dinner by candlelight.

moonlight.

sunlight.

I've taken pictures.

Wrote songs.

Published poetry.

Drank wine.

Martini's and Margarita's (which I swear by).

I've fell in love on a first kiss.

Said good-bye to a first love.

Kissed somebody I've never met.

Married a dream come true.

I've been happy.

Sad.

On the brink of tears everyday.

I've laughed.

I've dreamed.

I've lived a life of pure joy.

I've held hands.

Played footsies and dug my toes in the white sand.

Went to homecoming with a looser.

Went to prom with a bigger looser, wishing it was somebody else.

I've sang kareoke and ate sushi.

Drove across the country (with a ferret in the backseat).

I've been to Rushmore.

Yellowstone.

And the Jack Daniels Distillery.

I've lived in Washington.

Michigan.

Florida.

Japan.

I've visited Canada, New York and California.

I've had children.

I am a mom.

I am a dad (when he's not here)

I am strong.

I am weak.

I am free.

I am tied.

I make choices-good and bad.

I forgive.

I forget (somethings).

I watch the moon move across the sky (many nights in a row).

I take sleeping pills at night.

Excedrine in the morning.

I chill easily.

I love the summer heat.

Hate tennis shoes; Love Heels!

I talk too fast when I am nervous or excited.

Talk too much when arguing.

Love Tim McGraw and Eminem (everything in between).

Hate chocolate cake, but love a hershey's bar.

Love skittles from the bottom of my heart.

Love fresh wildflowers. Daisies. Black-eyed Susan's.

Love dreams come true.

Love to make love by candlelight and on a beach, under the moon.

Airconditioning makes my skin itchy and dry.

Humidity makes my hair curly.

I have friends. Some I love, some I like; they are all my friends.

I get excited when he comes home early,

calls in the middle of the night,

or rubs my feet after a long day.

I've felt spoiled.

I've felt Cherished: like a princess.

Purple is my color of choice.

Creme Brulee is my guilty pleasure.

Ice cream is perfect on a sunny day

and works awesomely on the top of my head by a step brother.

I've had my head dipped in a toilet,

shoved into a cold shower,

and had a heart to heart with those that love me.

I've been shopping at midnight.

Partied at three a.m.

I've wrote love letters that could be novels

and tore them to pieces.

I've listened to a love song on repeat after a heart ache.

I've listened to our song on repeat after an argument.

Butterflies make me smile.

Dragon flies bring me peace.

Frogs are cute.

I am organized.

Bubbly.

and good with numbers.

I want to go to Kansas.

France.

and now Italy, India and Indonesia.

I've had a role model,

been a role model.

Wished I could be a model.

Wished I could hug a friend one last time

Wished I could turn back time.

Been glad to be here,

ready to leave, and

Don't want to go.

It's been nice to know you,

never again,

and Forever.

It's been time for laundry,

time for dinner,

ready for dessert.

Nice to meet you.

Handshakes, hugs, kisses.

Friends forever....best friends forever.

Presents. Laughs. Whispers in the kitchen over boiling stew.

It will be forever.

and ever.

(and ever.

Till hair goes gray

and men stop complaining...

Weeping willows.

v-tailed swallows. (or however that song goes))

Amen!

To My Friend: Whom I love Dearly (and miss incredibly)

I've started and deleted this post about six times this week, trying to find the perfect words for my July post. However, nothing really seemed to fit. Until. Tonight.

The last few nights I have taken the daughters down to the park after dinner to play because it is nice and cool, yet warm and summery. The evening air makes me think of somebody that I truly miss, from the bottom of my heart.

This person knows the sound of a really good drink on a summery evening: "Wine." No particular brand, she's open to anything--she's willing to try something new-she just knows it's good because it's wine.

This person can make something out of anything. Sshe would say, "Let's flamboy mac and cheese with ragu." Needless to say, it always turns out perfect. She has fun with the simple, which makes any moment with her fun.

She's into game nights (When the hubby's can manage to get the days off together (and even when they can't)).

She doesn't mind Monopoly in the middle of her living room floor with kids and dogs and cats crawling all over us.

She's kind.

She's sweet.

She's honest.

She's dedicated. (remember our walk to the BX.)

She's loving.

She'd do anything for anyone (and has!) Thank you!

She loves popcorn about as much as I do.

It saddens me to know that I can't spend tonight talking over wine with her. It saddens me to know that I cannot spend tomorrow night doing that either. However, the next glass of wine will be drank in her honor--I just wish it was on the water at Woody's with the summery air billowing around us.

The sound of my blog kind of sounds like a 'summer fling' and it kinda was. We were introduced around Christmas, hung out a couple times. When the summer hit we were hanging out often. We would go to the lake, to Woody's, I would go to her house, she would come to mine, and then we said good-bye-kind of at the end of summer.

I feel like I should enter: [Will I ever see my true love again?] right about now. But that is a silly question because I know I will! LOL!

Michelle, I miss you and I can't wait until we reunite again! Hopefully that will be soon! :)