Thursday, October 21, 2010
What if I stumble:
The song from D.C. Talk, "What If I Stumble?, What If I fall?". This song keeps going through my head. Today I feel my walk has become a craw. Jenni you were my rock and my strength. Together we could have made any dream come true, and I miss that. Part of the song say's "Do they see the fear in my eye's". It's been a year and 10 months, has my grief turned in to fear? I can ask questions all day, but I never seem to get the answer. Is there an answer? I have always been the strong one in my family. I'm tired or being the rock, that everyone turns too.
Monday, October 18, 2010
The evening sky:
Tonight I was looking up at the evening sky, I noticed a plane fly over. I noticed the planes chemical trail, how straight and long it was. I watched the plane pass and looked away for a brief time. When I looked back I noticed the chemical was broken up in too a lot of short lines, like a broken line on the road. At first I through, nothing last forever. The more I think is this our purpose in life, as we travel our life or lines break up a little leaving a little of our selfs along the way.
I then looked down in a small wooded aera that I played as a child. I noticed two trees that my dad put a bar up for me and my brothers to play on. I remember hanging from that bar think I would be a world class gymnast, or even go to the olympics and bring home the gold for the U.S.A. As I looked at the tops of these two trees, I noticed they are dying. The bar that my dad put there for me and my brothers to play and dream on is dying because of me and my brothers. I know this sounds dark and sad, but what else have I had a parting in killing for my fun.
The point i'm getting too is. Would Jenni still be alive if I would have been more proactive in having her drug tested, or did I just give no in side? Was I tired of fighting weather or not she was in real pain or not? Did I really believe Jenni was in pain? Yes I did. I suffer from alot of the same neck pain she did. Did I under stand how strong an addiction was? No, I had no idea. I throught LOVE was stronger, and it isn't. Love is surpose to be the strongest thing around. Was my Love weak? Was Jenni's Love for me wear? Why am I beating my self up trying to find the answers?
I then looked down in a small wooded aera that I played as a child. I noticed two trees that my dad put a bar up for me and my brothers to play on. I remember hanging from that bar think I would be a world class gymnast, or even go to the olympics and bring home the gold for the U.S.A. As I looked at the tops of these two trees, I noticed they are dying. The bar that my dad put there for me and my brothers to play and dream on is dying because of me and my brothers. I know this sounds dark and sad, but what else have I had a parting in killing for my fun.
The point i'm getting too is. Would Jenni still be alive if I would have been more proactive in having her drug tested, or did I just give no in side? Was I tired of fighting weather or not she was in real pain or not? Did I really believe Jenni was in pain? Yes I did. I suffer from alot of the same neck pain she did. Did I under stand how strong an addiction was? No, I had no idea. I throught LOVE was stronger, and it isn't. Love is surpose to be the strongest thing around. Was my Love weak? Was Jenni's Love for me wear? Why am I beating my self up trying to find the answers?
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