I was so happy last week. My collegiates came home for a long weekend. It was so great having them here!!!! Hubby went to Arizona during the same weekend, I missed him. My highschooler was so happy to have his sibs home.
Watching football is so much fun with them all here. It is excellent seeing them eat, they really enjoy everything. Usually I end up going shopping with them to get something they need. I got stuff for me, too, this time. Spee and Amanda are like a comedy team! It is so lovely hearing Karl laugh at them. Just having them near even when they are reading a book or surfing the net is so splendid.
Now, today, I had to drive them back to school. I feel so empty when they are gone, but so proud of them, too, and very happy they are growing up -- all of them!
So, I wrote the following poem. I hope you enjoy it.
Today, I was fine. Then, suddenly, all of my energy just disappeared! I had to go back to sleep. This ever happen to one of you? Some days I am so lethargic... I was going to call the following poem "The Weirdest Thing" but then I changed my mind... What do you think?
Sleeping in Beauty, a Poem, by Eliane
It is the weirdest thing energy zapped away I am not a ding-a-ling It just happens end up sleeping most of the day becoming a sleeping denizen what bodily mystery or spirtual necessity has affected my ability has sapped my vitality I long to just skylark climb up a sand dune bike through the park walk and whistle a happy tune I do so in my dreams some of which I don't remember sometimes I am walking along a clear stream while I slumber in my bedchamber.
Well, I don't think that I have to see my Love every day or every minute, or phone or email or im or chat -- although, it would be nice to interact at least once a day. Believe I might be smothered! Once in a while, though, is okay. I do require privacy, even from my Love! Also, some people I love immediately; others, I just realize it suddenly, like an epiphany! Same with trust -- although now that I am older, even if I trust someone at once, I am wary -- Now that I see this written here, I realize since certain people wounded me, I trust only to a certain degree concerning most individuals. I do get attached to certain people, friendship and love are attachments!
So, as with all quizzes, it gets some of me, not all.
Fun to see how they figure this out when you answer only a few questions, though.
Who makes these things?
They remind me of Chinese Fortune cookies -- if it is good and fortunate and complementary, "Yes, that is me" and if opposite, "Silly cookies"
