VISTAS: An awareness of a range of time, events, or subjects. A broad Mental View.
September 21

Good times are even better when they're shared.


did I say today was going to be better, well guess again, work was hectic, a stupid meeting in the middle of needing to do a thousand things, then fianlly I get home, was going to lay down and take a nap and then I get a phone call, they were taking mom to the hospital in the ems, Since sis was there I've stayed home but have been on the phone with them about every half hour or so. Still not sure what is wrong, or what is going on, just waiting. Maybe tomorrow?


"Jesus answered and said unto them, Ye do err, not knowing the scriptures, nor the power of God."
- Matthew 22:29 -


tomorrow it the day the keys are to be passed on. I'm excited and wish I already had them, however I'm certain after the first load or two, I'll be wishing it was over, moving just plain sucks, hopefully and by God's will this will be the very last time in my life that I ever have to move.


the week will be long as the move begins, packing, carrying, loading, moving, shuffling..carrying..unpacking, settling in


it was funny to watch
it was nice to share
it was chilly out


He is a wise man who does not grieve for the things which he has not, but rejoices for those which he has.
- Epicurus -


there was a dog
he did bark
there was a cat
she prowled the dark


Dear Love Place your arms around me and keep me safe from whatever that may harm me. Hold me close and never let go, make me see the right and the wrong. Dear Love give me the strength to see tomorrow and the will to forget yesterday. Dear Love, bring a lightness to my being and a treasure to my heart.


Things are spinning and there is no way to stop
I find myself torn in a thousand conflicting directions
I look for the answers but the are not there
I wonder at the feelings desperate to make them stop

Things move too slow to fast
I am at a loss of where I am
I wonder who I have become
I want so much to be like the rest

Things lose perspective within the wider view
I have this need to stand alone together
I search for the light
I will always be me and nothing is going to change that


If the English language made any sense, a catastrophe would be an apostrophe with fur.
- Doug Larson -