Friday, March 27, 2009

Love without ....

I had breathable armor that looks and feels like normal..
but now my heart breaks...
I feel like a fake, talking dribble that really doen't matter.

This brain cancer that is kicking both our friends ass hurt!
It was a tuff day...

I am a loving friend. I can not do anything but listen...
High-grade gliomas are undifferentiated or anaplastic; these are malignant and carry a worse prognosis.

I am going to loose the two of our best friends and I can only speak words of admiration......

I find myself making my bed everyday. A correction to personal flaws...
What shit really matters?
I am thinking......
I'll paint you a rainbow that reaches so wide,
Your sights and your sorrows will vanish inside,
And deep in the center of each different hue,
A memory fashioned especially for you.
So lift up your eyes, for suspended above,
A rainbow designed by the fingers of love...
I love you so very much.

One step at a time....


  1. ((((((TJ!)))))))

    I am so sorry about your friends. They'll be in my prayers.


  2. I'm sorry to read what you and your friends are going through.
    I love words, but I've never found a word or sentence that can convey an emotion like what you are going through, or that I could write to make things better.
    Thinking of you,

  3. I am so sorry this is happening. HUGS

    P.S. I loved the grandkids pictured below. Adorable and funny.

    Big love!

  4. What shit matters. Boy I keep coming back to that lately. I heard it loud and clear here:

    That was several weeks ago. But it keeps bouncing through my head. It's come up in several areas and I know I need to focus on my life and target what really matters and quit stressing so much on the stuff that doesn't.


Nothing makes you more tolerant of a neighbor's noisy party than being there. ~ Franklin P. Jones
Attitude is a Choice.