No matter how perfect ones day life is
all the bad things come out in the night.
The
darkness
smells of wet damp
dirty sheets
unstable door
pad-locks
mold
fear
scratching
crumbling walls
dirt floors
I
soiled
myself
accepting this
because I have no choice
Then
it all becomes comforting
because it’s my truth.
-Issa
I don’t know if it is bad of me to say this about myself but…….
I actually have an extremely hard time with commitment.
After 47 years on this earth I still can’t actually commit to many things fully.
I do try, but somewhere I fall to the wayside and fizzle out or get sidetracked.
I read a daily prompt of someone’s, blog on “Commit” and they wrote.
“The difference between ‘involvement’ and ‘commitment’ is like an eggs and ham breakfast. The chicken was involved – the pig was committed.”
Then they had examples of marriage, children and adopting animals. Well after reading their post I realized I have been just involved so I guess I am a chicken.
They also wrote how “Committed they are to their marriage through the good and bad. Not giving up on their children is important. If they adopt a dog, they should not take it back to the shelter. These are all things I have done.
I must add that, I have committed myself to self-healing and improving my life. This commitment has made me a better woman for my daughter and husband. If I had only been involved, I would not have become who I am today. A woman who is strong and someone many people trust and love.
So I wold just like to write that I have committed to self healing and being involved in life.
And maybe the Ham is not as good, without the Eggs.
-Issa
I spoke to a word press friend the other day who “likes” my posts. When I brought up one of the posts she “liked” she said she did not read it because she was too Knackered.
I personally feel extremely guilty to “like” a post I don’t read.
Do you?
-Issa
Friends who are jealous
of other friends.
Must understand that
we all have our place
in our friends lives,
that on one can replace.
It is not about you
who my friends are,
It’s about me.
-Issa
What has kept me sane, all my life, are my Strong High Walls! Perhaps that is why I love the region of Italy where I live, its full of medieval villages and castles. With strong walls that have protected the old village within for centuries.
I have been a Medieval Castle all my life with my wondrous world within my walls, that has kept me sane. I felt that I could let my drawbridge down and stake a stroll in the woods near by without locking up. My neighbor with whom we have always been friendly but have different views on life said they would keep an eye out from their watch tower……..Boy, I was wrong.
I had no idea of the envy my neighbor hid from me all these years. They have been patiently waiting, with smiles and flags of peace towards me all these years, just for this precise moment.
“Ha, she has lowered her drawbridge and has trusted me to watch over her castle.”
I got back with flowers and berries I picked to share with my sweet neighbor……..and was left in total Loss & Shock.
They strolled across my drawbridge while I was out, and did a ClockWorkOrange within my walls.
-Issa
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