Quiet Thoughts from the Past

This was written on May 12, 2015 12:57 PM

Coffee Man

I used to keep a journal about the random thoughts in my head that would repeat like loops in my mind.  It would and could drive me crazy if it would let it. Things like.  I should write those stories that I have always wanted to write since I was 8 years old. I should draw more; I should look for a job, something I can do from home.  That is something I really want, I can do several things.  Website Design, Blogging, resumes, and even make graphics.  I just don’t know how to market myself.  I am not good at selling myself.  I have a great desire to help people, but no desire to get paid for it.  Continue reading

Remembering Mom

grief and butterflies

A dear friend of mine lost her father just recently.  I tried to comfort my dear friend, it was hard to watch someone go through what I only experienced just a year ago.  The pain of the loss of losing one of the most important people in your life.  As I listened to her worries about how she treated her father and the things she might regret and as the tears swelled in her eyes.   I tried to comfort her with words that somehow got me through my own big loss.  Things like, ‘ I am sure your father loved you. ‘, and ‘He knows how much your relationship meant to him.’,  ‘There is no wrong way to grieve.’ and a few others.  I really meant them from the bottom of my heart. It sort of hurt me to see my friend this way.  I just wanted to wrap her up in my arms and let her cry.  I have been there, and that is all I wanted when my dear mother passed away.  I just wanted that freak-en huge hole in my heart to go away.   A hug was all I wanted and needed at that time. Continue reading