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WARNING! The following words may be found offensive and the subject is a sensitive one. If you wish to read on, you do so accepting that this is a ‘personal’ thought. It is not intended to attack or target anyone in a negative way.It is my personal believe that everyone has the right to theirs, and we shouldn’t disrespect one another just because we don’t share the same views.
This time of year, people tend to be disturbed or offended by others whom may wish you a ______.
This blank can be a “Merry Christmas”, a “Happy Hanukkah”, a “Happy Kwanzaa”, or “Happy Holidays”.
No matter your beliefs, religious or otherwise, it is important to analyze the meaning of these words.
People want others to take them into consideration, but often fail to do the same of others. If you try to force someone else to use a different phrase, or none at all, you are being selfish.
Instead, I present you with this:
The true meaning of these words is…”I wish you good things.”
If your opinion differs in any way (because that’s all a believe is, a strong opinion or view), you don’t have to say it back. A simple, “thank you” or “I wish you well, too”, will do.
This can be carried on through the year, too. Just because someone thinks or feels differently, it doesn’t mean we should get offended by it.
Unless the person means to offend, we must forgive others for hurting us unintentionally.
Lastly, when someone wishes you that “blank”, they are sharing with you something about themselves.
I believe the World would be a better place if we learned to be more accepting of others. Appreciate what people choose to share with you.
Over the years, I have written many poems for friends, family, and other loved ones.Some celebrate special occasions or love; while others, are just because. Here is another birthday poem:
How wonderful the sounds of laughter are, that I may compare them to a snowbird’s song.
Love to sing, love to hop, and dance the light of day away.
“Come and play”, “Tickle my back”, and “Scratch my belly”, too.
The heart as pure as snow, comes with a smile to warm your heart, and a touch to melt it.
The winter months bring these delights, as they brought you to me.
Just one hug, one more kiss, to never let you go.
For as you grow, so smart and beautiful, I will miss these days so.
Everyday, you get older; but, once a year, I realize just how old you are.
If only I could keep you small, for every day to come.
Yet, age will never end the love I have for you; for, I could only love you more with time.
And, every day I have you, I celebrate with pride. But, once again, this time a year, I get to share my Snowbird’s special day with others.
So, call out the snow, because…
When winter is near, I know your birthday is here.
Sometimes, the word “friend” is used loosely. Other times, friendship is taken for granted. A real friend, a good friend, is hard to find. However, when you find one, you will know because they accept you and appreciate you, just the way you are.
For those whom feel abandoned and forgotten, here is your voice:
Who can appreciate the friend who’s always there? The one that provides an ear, guidance, and their shoulder to lean or weep on.
Who can appreciate the friend that, not only gives you time, but makes the time? Outside of spare time, aside from their time.
Who can appreciate the friend who truly cares? The one whom plays the angel on your right shoulder and never steers you wrong.
Who can appreciate a friend that loves and accepts for real? That one who values the real you.
Sorry I have been out for so long. I am recovering well from the surgery, but it has taken longer than expected to fully recovered. At this point, there is some slight discomfort and one incision that is just being stubborn. For the most part, it has scabbed over, but just doesn’t seem to want to stay that way. Nothing of any real concern, though. Just have to continue to alcohol it, in order to keep it from getting infected, there is still a shallow opening…almost like a scratch. I would like to thank all of you whom are back with me today. May our journey continue.
Enjoy the poem, but be warned…things aren’t always what they seem!
The path to recovery was long and hard, but here I stand today.
The wounds have left some scars, and the tears and pains were many along the way.
How lonely my journey was, without the light of day, that everything seemed hopeless and far from gay.
I lost my mind and lost my heart, lost even words to say. Yet, somehow I managed to keep my insanity at bay.
Yet, here I am, recovered. The wounds have healed…left scars that will never go away.
And, here I am, to fight the pains of life and enjoy my day to day…and how lucky I am, that I may.
At The Hospital I do not know when, or if, I will get to post again. I have always believed in hoping for the best, but preparing for the worst. At the very least, I may be absent for a while during recovery. If I shall post again one day, I hope you will still be there, ready to continue this journey with me. In the event that this is my last post, I simply wanted to say some final words. This is what I came up with:
If I only have one more day of life, I want everyone I love to know that, wherever I may be, I will always be there.
Please don’t cry for me, for I used my time wisely. I spent all my time and energy giving you all my love and focus. I did what I could to help others. I sacrificed it all, that you would find a moment of happiness.
I will not go far, my body may not be seen, but my spirit and my love will always be by your side. Know that you are great and I am proud.
To those who have followed any of my journeys, thank you for giving me a piece of your time and, thus, a piece of your life.
One never knows what tomorrow will bring, or even the next moment, but if I shall part this Earth, let me have said my final goodbye.
It can be difficult to decide what I should post next. Out of the thousands of pictures taken over the year, the countless poems and thoughts, new and old…what should go here? I’ve been writing since Elementary. I’ve been taking photos since I ventured on into the World. I have had a lot of ups and downs, and even downer. Sometimes, I wonder if I should just write something on the spot, despite all my reserves. With all that to choose from, and all that I am still adding to my collection of works, I’m sure I could post every day. However, there is much else to be done. I do my best to stick to my Wednesday schedule, and I would like to apologize that I do not post at the same time every time. Next week, I may be posting on Monday. I have a surgery on Tuesday and I don’t know when, or if, I will be able to post again. For now, this is what I chose. I wrote it not, too, many days ago, with a friend I lost in mind. I miss him dearly and just want him to know that I am always here for him…even if it comes to be only in spirit.
Two hearts that once united, one can never let go.
Two souls that parted, one wishing for more.
A heart and soul that need you so, wanting your return.
But, oh, the stubborn one, whom believes it just isn’t so.
How could I not want the one who gave me life, the one who helped me smile?
How could I not want my best friend back, when a best friend is all my life is missing?
Two hearts that once united, two souls that once parted, can always be reunited.
I wrote this in honor of my favorite blogger. In it, I reference a lot of his poems by title or I by quoting his work. If you enjoy my poems, I am sure you will enjoy his, I know I do. Give him a follow at thetravellothoner.wordpress.com to read about his travels, health, fitness, and poems.
Because you speak to me, I’ll speak to you.
I am the ‘Girl Who Thinks She’s Not Good Enough’.
You are right…’Failure’ doesn’t change me. And, “What’s done is done”, but it is so hard to move on.
I don’t like to abandon a soul, for I am the ‘Pure Heart’ you speak of.
I, too, “treasure friendship”, and your words have helped me so.
I am far from “normal”, but a “fighter”. “Fractured and hurt” as you describe.
Pass me a “shovel”, let me “dig inside” all of my “rubble”. Stubborn and all, I am ‘She’.
“You are my go-to” blogger, for ‘Eternity & Beyond’. Your writing is “perfect for me”.
I can sit here all day, referencing your words. “I hope this doesn’t seem too creepy”.
As I, too, have ‘The Wish’, it’s as the words were read from my mind…even down to the “hugs and kisses” ‘The New Year’ brought.
I may just be your ‘Kind Of Woman’. That is how oddly coincidental you speak to me.
In a funny way, you may be my ‘New Friend’. Even if I am not into fitness, with our poems we can relate.
This “little bird, learning to take flight” is also a ‘Grateful’ flower.
And, as I am ‘Sun Bound’, these words might be worth ‘The Wait’, like ‘A Drop Of Life’ in ‘The Rain’.
So, tell this ‘Unsung Hero’ ‘A Story’, whether ‘It Pains Me’ or not. For, I wish to keep seeing your ‘Many Masks’.
I cannot wait to continue to travel with you, this journey of words online. I am forever your fan.
“I can assure you that I am being sincere, when I say that I’ll always be near.” Ready to read whatever comes next…so, type on my friend!
The Rebel Bee 