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Maybe there won’t be marriage, maybe there won’t be sex, but by God there will be dancing!

What a great line from “My best friend’s wedding.”

Has life got you down?

Are you waiting and hoping for better days?

You think you’ve got it hard?

Where is your soulmate?

Why is your family so freakin’ dysfunctional?

Are holidays more like “Fight Club” then a joyous gathering of friends and family?

Where are those children you have been dreaming about for years or worse still why does your ex have them half of the day?

That lump in your breast that needs checking, is it cancer?

That bill you can’t pay this month or next?

The relationship you realize was never going to work to begin with?

The woman you can never do enough for to please?

You are a writer, an artist, a person bursting with creativity,

will  the world never see???

Are you dropping on your knees these days and wondering… why am I here at all?

You are not alone.

There is an old parable friends, and I do mean friends, because when I write this blog I know those of you who are reading it are just regular people like me.

Just doing the best you can in your life.

Anyway..old parable…

God heard the world crying over their hard lives.

All their myriad of problems.

He said,”Okay folks, here is the deal, everyone pack up all your cares and woes into big Hefty garbage bags and take them to the big football stadium at the edge of the city.

Then put those bags in the field, just pile them up there.”

Everyone did as the Lord said and sat on the bleachers looking at the mountain of their problems in life.

“Okay,”said the Lord,”Now everyone can choose any bag they want to take home with them and leave your own problems for someone else to take.”

Well what do you suppose the people did?

Everyone ran down to field and grabbed their own bag to take back home!

You never know what the next person is dealing with in life and your own problems and cares in life are tailor made for you.

Pick up your bag and take one step at a time.

And if it feels to heavy,

let God help you carry it.

There’s a good lesson here.

Now me,

believe me there is plenty I don’t blog about,

problems like we all have,

I  keep in my own four walls.

 I’ll be damned if they get the best of me.

So things might be tough,

life not easy,

but turn the music on anyway,

and dance.

For your own self,

if for no other reason,

dance!

…and as my mother used to say…

“Let the world spin itself today.”

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The Wedding Dress

Sitting in the back,
of the cedar closet.

I can remember when we bought it.

We couldn’t afford it.

So much money,
for one dress,
for one wearing,
for one day.

But she wanted it.

And she looked like an angel.

Now the photographs of her,
wearing the dress,
are hidden.

The memories of that day,
never mentioned.

The man she had brought to me,
to love as a son…

I don’t even know,
where he is now.
But I still think of him.

And the dress,
now brings only,
sad feelings,
of dreams dashed.

We have such high hopes for all of them,
our children.

We try to be resilient,
in their ever changing lives,
I say to my friends,
“I get them married then take cover.”

Their daddy and I,
We love them,
and break for them,
our “usual suspects”.

What more can we do?
But sell the last unhappy remnant,
the last sad memory,
on Ebay,
or Craigslist,
to some unsuspecting people.
Who just want a bargain,
and whose hopes and dreams
are intact.

That’s life,
I guess,
in the fast lane.

Watch the curves!

And don’t forget,
to pray for those,
who get lost,
along the way.

A Poem For Bear (Coldplay: Fix You)

Sadness clings  like a shadow,
Reaching for an endless hug,
that won’t be denied.

Restless, weary,
no understanding,
all children are sad.

Aren’t they?

Looking into a red fire truck,
for answers,
in a big world.
Where nothing makes sense.

Where is man?
Who this?
Why Ma cry?

Come to me,
Little-Bear,

Rock with me,
In the quiet of this corner,
I will hold this space for you,

I can be your familiar,
warm scent and sound,
I can be your safe space,

A constant presence,
in a chaotic crib,
I will quiet the storm around you,

and whisper peace into your ear.

I will stay with you,

For however long it takes.

Kate Gosselin The Worst Mother In America

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What a relief Bravo has been since
the Gosselins have been tossed.
I just don’t get it.
Makesme question us,
Americans.

Gosselins!
God help us.

What a trainwreck.

Maybe if they called
the show,
“The Destruction of
a Family.”

Then it would be honest,
at least.

You know like the addict show.
or Shark Week.

Kate G. would fit right in there.
I would watch her without the kids,
on Shark Week.

But to watch those
poor kids,
and bickering parents.
and to know,
so much worse is happening,
off air.

Everytime I hear that
little twin girl screaming,
I am hearing,
Won’t some sane person help me?????

No dear,
Not in America,
where your pain,
is our entertainment.

Go Kate Go.

So you know what’s going to happen,
in 15…20 years.
Kate and her ilk will long be forgotton.

What we will be hearing about is,
what happened to those,
child reality stars.

The Dano Platos of tomorrow.

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