Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Something different

Wrote something different.  Please no comments.  Maybe when this blog becomes a book and it's years from now, but for now, I write this blog for me.  I just like knowing that other people read it.  Make sense?

Dedicated to my cousin Cory who once published a poem I wrote in his school newspaper.  I am sure he has no idea how much it meant to me.  Also dedicated to Gena who inspired the title.  One more, also dedicated to those who know what I'm talking about because they have had days like this too.

Real is Messy

Stuck in this invisible bubble that no one can see
Stuck behind that old mask I thought I threw away
Stuck in an obvious place, but not so obvious to me
Stuck frustrated and too embarrassed to explain

Scared that men watch
Scared to get lost
Scared to pursue friends
Scared to be rejected again

Real is messy
Real is unknown
Real is unwanted
Real is alone


Saturday, November 12, 2011

A friend once told me I get side tracked on too many tangents... yeah, but it makes sense to me

Time for some blogging therapy.  My husband and I had to do something difficult yesterday.  We have been praying about the situation for months and hoping it would get better.  It got a little better, but there were certain things that had to happen for us to decide to stay in the situation.  The BIG thing did not happen, so we had to say, basically, "We're out."  It was sad, but we knew it was the right thing to do.  Months and months of prayer, and talking with trusted friends has gone into this.  Now we just pray for a smooth transition for all involved, and would appreciate your prayers too.

It makes me think of another situation in my life in which I have devoted months and months of prayer.  That situation is over, and has been for some months, but there was a lot of sadness involved in it for me.  I guess I pray now to love the best I can and give the sadness to the Lord.  Similarly, the right thing was done, but it's still hard.

Vague is the name of the game today I guess.  Tis the routine for blog therapy.

I am reading a book (I can tell the title, no vagueness), Montana Women Homesteaders, which has really prompted much thought.  I've found pregnancy is a perfect time for reading.  Unfortunately, I've found I stay up much later reading books than watching a movie.  I am mildly dyslexic.  Thankfully only very mildly, but one thing it effects is speed of reading.  Oh my teachers never knew what they were asking when they asked me to read so much in college.  I'm a 5-10 minutes a page person, but still love to read.  Anyway, this book has prompted much humbleness in my thoughts.  These woman went out to Montana to set up a house and farm on their own!!  Some of the women written about got married after homesteading a few years, but some did not.  Most had money to invest in their home, but they were correct in calling most of them shacks.  And far from the nearest town.  Several quotes made me laugh and think at the same time, lets see if I can find them...

On a trip out with other women friends, the ladies couldn't find the horses the next day.  I imagine this was a very bad day, but one gal had the sense of humor to remark with her friend that their circumstance must be, "One of (')the all things that work together for the good to them that love the Lord.(')"

Often after they made their claim, a brother would build a shack for them, but when they would get to it they would see the harsh reality that there is a shack and land, and they had to do something with what they had or lose the land.  One woman writes..."For that first twenty-four hours it seemed a case of 'cheer up, for worse is yet to come'"

Think of the sense of humor these women had.  I turned to my husband and said I am not going to forget that quote (the last one).  I imagined with a smile that I will say it when labor begins for baby G.  I like it, realistic, good attitude, and great sense of humor.  That's the kind of person I want to be.

Now, there is something else that has been really bugging me.  I am dying to talk about US politics with friends, but facebook seems to not be the place.  I keep asking questions about people's opinions and thoughts, but nothing.  I guess I'm not surprised.  I just am really curious about what people are thinking about the next presidential race and Occupy Wall Street (etc.).  It is so hard to get a real idea from just the media.  I miss college!!  I even "friended" several people in my life who I have found particularly interesting when it comes to politics, hoping they will post lots of thoughts and opinions for me to think on.  Not their fault they have become less opinionated since I knew them, at least on facebook.  I get plenty of the media's opinion on the news, I would love to hear what my contemporaries are thinking.  No criticism, maybe I just have too much time on my hands.  Most people have jobs and have moved on to "real life" I guess.

I may be a boring person when it comes to sports, music and popular culture, but I love to have a good conversation about what's going on in the world, or even just listen in.  Maybe that why I love to read my friends blogs.  I think it is vastly interesting to hear their perspective on the world (even if it's nothing to do with politics).

One last side, I don't like reading strangers blogs.  I think that's boring.  That's it.