Eighteen months Mom, and the first one of 2011 without you here.
Another Saturday blizzard outside my window.
I would rather be watching and writing than walking today.
Now that a new year has dawned, I am seriously searching for my earthly 'home'.
Recently, an acquaintance suggested the reason I enjoy being among trees is that I want 'roots'.
Not long ago, another individual queried of me if I live for my 'children'.
I know I would die for them.
I prefer to think I live for myself, not anyone else, although I would enjoy a partner to share this life.
Some of my most memorable and happy times occurred when I was part of a couple with children.
It is feasible that just as my ancestors are my genetic 'roots', my daughters are as well.
They do 'ground' me on this earthly planet.
It is a wonderful feeling to be appreciated by them. That I know.
Now that the astrological signs are in jeopardy of shifting along with the 'magnetic' pole, even my 'air' status might turn to 'earth' !!
Although many astronomers and astrologers seem to concur that the 'signs' will remain as they are. Their readings might be adjusted. That is all.
When I try to make things happen 'my' way, I seem to end where I began, and the dance starts all over again.
The dizziness of it throws me off balance.
Little wonder I feel the need for 'roots'.
With patience, as my life unfolds I will know where I belong.
Saturday, January 15, 2011
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