The College Experience

**You are more beautiful than a rose, but just as a flower blooms, so shall you.**
(Written on my daughter’s first day of school)

My little one is off to college…or so it seems.

Making new friends and exploring new environments, not a single glance back as she runs off into her new world.

The thought that it’s just the first year settles my soul, but not for long.

I’m reminded of how fast the years pass and how quickly our children grow. My eldest, not far from an adult; when, just yesterday, he was 3…or so it seems.

Now she will learn to read and write, and she will grow her own mind. She will, as my others have, need me less each day. There will be times she may even pull away. Through it all, my heart she’ll have.

Friendships made and hardships fought, throughout her life. Hearts once fallen into delight, shall sometimes break. Through it all, I’ll be there.

For, no matter how old my children get, Mamí is the one person they can count on. Count on for support, encouragement, or any other help. Most of all, though, they can count on me to love them and accept them unconditionally and always.

Left alone…or so it seems…hugs and kisses, until you’re in my arms again.

True Love Potion

Love is powerful, love is magical…But, what is love?

Love is an eternal flame that burns in every caring heart.

Love can endure a lifetime and last forever more.

Love doesn’t cage, love doesn’t judge.

Love accepts and understands-seeing all flaws, but remains standing strong.

Love is kind, love is caring.

Love can be given to many, and has many forms.

Love is respectful, love is honorable.

Love may be hurtful, but it never aims to hurt.

Love is forgiving, love is a choice.

Love is never having to say “Sorry” but always wanting to.

Love is giving, love is sacrifice.

Love, in its true form, desires happiness for loved ones, even if it means saying goodbye.

Love is courage, love protects.

Love doesn’t excuse faults; instead, it helps one learn and grow.

Love is free, love is strong.

Love, in its own way is selfish, but selfless by nature.

Love is honest, love is vast.

Love gives without expecting and asks for nothing in return.

Love is natural, love is valuable.

Love is the most beautiful pain one chooses to endure for the greatest reward of all…

Love!

Snowbird

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.

Goodbye?

**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.

Love, -Rebel

My First Breath

*Being a mother and an aunt are the most rewarding titles I have*.

When I started my blog, I started it with a poem I wrote for one of my nephews. Today, I dedicate this birthday poem to all of my nieces and nephews, but I have wrote it for the birthday boy, another of my nephews. In it, his name. Happy Birthday, Babys! (This is not a spelling error: it is what I call them individually and as a whole)

My First Breath

A simple heart that touched my soul…

Nephews and nieces are the breath that first gave me life.

To know my smile, is to know them.

Hours of pain wiped away with one moment with them.

On this day, one celebrates his birth.

Nothing more to say, except: I am who I am, thanks to…

YOU!

Congratulations

As I recently celebrated another year with my significant other, I wrote these thoughts down. Hope some of you can relate. To all of you out there, celebrating an Anniversary…Congratulations!

It’s been a long road to where we stand, from the path we chose so long ago. Though times are tough and it has been rough, here we are again.

From bad, to worse, and now the worst, we always find the good.

When I think about our struggles and what we still have ahead, it seems impossible that our journey is still united. And, even when things seem hopeless, I put my faith in us.

Together we have done so much; together we have come so far. Together we have conquered all that we know how. And, even though we’ve come to a fork in the road, in which we know not the path to take, I really think we’ll be all right…with an accompanied step in the same direction.

Here’s to the love we share. May we continue to succeed together, or may we find happiness apart. No matter what…we have made it this far.

Happy Anniversary!

Missing

How I count the days until the moment you are in my life again.

You left me without warning, I didn’t even get to say goodbye. Gone but not forgotten. Awaiting until I die.

In this life, in the next, or in eternal life…I shall share a laugh with you again.

The Creek

Upon the creek I came and wept, as those whom have before me, for the people who bring both joy and pain since the day they come into our lives.

We gladly give our hearts and souls to watch them grow, and would give our life in exchange for their’s; for nothing is more important than the people we carry inside.

I shed my tears into this creek, tears of sorrow and of joy; and add to it the love that keeps these waters, the waters of a mother’s soul.

(Dedicated to the people we love so.)

Happy Mother’s Day!

For the Love of a Seabee

No matter how far the waves carry you, no matter where the sea may take you, I will always be with you. My love, my guidance, and my prayers will be carried by the winds. Whenever you need a gentle touch of comfort, let the sea breeze touch you and the ocean waters soothe you, there I’ll be.

May the sands beneath your feet always be warm, that you may walk your path in peace. May the seas be plentiful with life, that you may always have food, friends, and love to sustain you. May your ship be strong enough to withstand any storm, that nothing is allowed to sink you. May your swim be swift and strong, that you never drown in any sorrows. And, may you always sail home safely to those who await your every return with open arms.

As you sail through life, watch every sunrise with new hope; every sunset, be grateful; and remember to capture every moment in your mind, and in your heart; then, bring back the stories for us to share.

Now, venture onto the wild seas of life…

Pave your own ways to victory!

This poem was written for my nephew, who joined the Navy and became a Seabee. I thought it would be fitting to start The Rebel Bee with a poem…from a Bee to a Seabee.