The Fishtank…

The Fishtank…

~~~ (an excerpt .. I can’t believe I have done this! My own shop, well half of it anyway. I look at my side of the shop, at the line of PC’s where I envision (happy) customers sitting, reading their mail and surfing the net. When Brenda approached me a few months ago with this proposal I was very skeptical to begin with, but it would appear it is finally coming together now. Dare I say it? Success? I am brought out of my daydreaming as Brenda walks into the shop “Briget, I was thinking of making my desk one big fishtank. You know, the whole bottom of the desk being the tank.” Panic! Panic! Panic! She wants to do what!? I am hoping and praying this is a brainfart that hasn’t as of yet attached itself too firmly to her cerebral cortex.. “Uhm.. a...

2 years later..

2 years later..

Today I woke up a little bit slower, a little bit sadder, and with a little less purpose.. But I did get up and start my day, I did not cower. Its been 2 years since we last spoke, 2 years since my heart broke.. The pain, the anguish I felt at your passing, The hurt, the loss, the tears… seemingly everlasting, are there still, ever present today as I remember, that two years ago you left me..broken.. with your departure.. Without your warmth, your love, and your voice, I feel lost and angry and want to scream at the world.. “This was not my wish, this was never my choice!” yet I am forced to get up each and very morning, Put a smile on my face and pretend that everything is alright.. So today, like yesterday and the day before, I get by..I get...

Time is a slow healer..

Time is a slow healer..

So yesterday was the day to celebrate mothers.. And for those of us who are mothers we were blessed with cuddles and loves from our offspring with promises of “the best behaviour ever!” from them. And for those of us who have their moms still around it was a day of saying thank you for being the best mom and show just how much we appreciate everything that they do and have done.. But there are those of us out there that shed more than just one tear yesterday. There are those of us out there who were reminded of what is lost. And no matter how much time passes, the pain never ceases to surprise us in its intensity.We put on our brave faces so that the kiddies don’t see our burden of loss and pain. We find ourselves remembering all the Mothers...

Our Loss..

Our Loss..

It wasn’t always this way, there was a time when I knew you cared, Kinda funny how quickly another person can shift opinion or sway, I DO so miss all our moments that we shared, the jokes,the laughter, your sly wink from across the way. And how it was altered or why, I do not know, all I am aware of presently is the deceit, the emptiness and the sorrow. Did I not do enough? Did I not share with you? Aargh, this is going to be very tough. I miss you, I DO, I miss it all, my Heart is broken, but back to you I will never crawl! Here I am, no longer waiting for an “I’m Sorry” or a “Please Forgive”, but walking away uncaring whether you die or live.. Without you I AM, Without you I CAN. Go on, live your miserable existence, but...

Call the Firemen..

Call the Firemen..

We have a Birthday boy in the HOUSE!!! Its my oh so fabulously gorgeous SexyG’s birthday today. I dont really know how to tell him how much he has made a difference in my life because words fail me when I need them most..lol BUT Babes, I wrote this for you, to try tell you how much you mean to me.. and later.. later I will try show you When I wake each morning, You are there.. holding me.. When I fall asleep each night, You are there..loving me.. Each step I take, each breathe I make, You are there laughing with me.. I thank you for the moments we share, the loving, the laughter, the tender care.. My love for you is so much more than I could’ve ever foretold, My heart is yours..for your strong hands to cherish,love and hold.. So this is me.....

Have you?

Have you?

Have you ever wanted something so badly? You had to convince yourself you already Have it, See it, Feel it, Touch it..almost?… Or not really? Do you wake up thinking of …‘What If’ ? Do dreams taunt you with things that may never be? How far are you willing to go?..How far ahead can you see? Do you look on at others yearning for just one teensy tiny bit? Knowing in your heart that this may never be..? Do you think about it, day and night, while you stand, while you sit? At what point do you throw caution at the wind, put both feet in, grab the bull by horns? In order to gain the final answer, no option to rescind? Do I have what it takes, Is this achievable? No going back, no more oops, uhm, this was perhaps a mistake? I don’t think I do, No-No,...