Memories

glorified from the past,

frozen in time,

resurface through

reminders of location,

sensation, and activities,

unconsciously in dreams

and consciously through regrets.

I wish to metamorphize

this past relationship

and bring it into the reality of now,

paste over the rose-colored glasses

of yesterday

and capture it in realism.

I cannot pursue what wasn't

for this isn't the time

or the place for it to be.

I will have to take a new direction

of old and aging friends,

to purge myself of our past

that continues to reemerge

and interfere with my present.

I find I cannot turn my back

and let the past be past

so it shall have to change

and it shall have to mature

as my body, if not my mind, has done.

There is no place for that past

in my today.

With it, I cannot move on,

within the relationship I now have.

Brave Girl

Taylor's dentist appointment sadly didn't end with her being posted on the cavity free wall. Mommy's slacking off on flossing Taylor's teeth resulted in a cavity between the tight upper back teeth. Taylor, since receiving her shots for starting school, is rather afraid of needles. She was not thrilled about the idea of having to get a needle to have her tooth fixed. With a quavering voice she asked the dentist if she could have gas instead of a needle as mum had told her that sometimes people have gas instead of needles. She wasn't able to have that option. The dentist explained that she would put a type of jello on Taylor's gums so that the needle wouldn't hurt as much. Taylor said she had to get a needle for school and it really hurt. The dentist then expained that this needle wasn't going into her muscle and wouldn't hurt as much. Mum and little sister had to leave for Taylor to get her work done. The dentist didn't want to scare Mackenzie for any of her future visits. About 30 minutes later when Mackenzie was asking if she could see Taylor now the dental hygenist arrived and said Taylor did well and we could go see her now. Taylor, cheek all puffed up, was rooting through a treasure box of stickers and tattoos for being such a good girl. She wasn't phased by her experienced at all. She puffed up in a big grin when mum told her she was proud of her. Taylor then wanted to call all her relatives and tell them what a great job she had done getting her cavity fixed. She then announced she was hungry and wanted something to eat.

Thing Number 8: try an online processor

I tried google documents and created a xmas shopping list and wrote a wee poem (also published here on my blogspot). I used to do a lot more poem composing. I can see the convience of keeping documents online so that they are accessible from any computer rather than having to download and upload in order to share or to edit. This option has great potential.

Relationships take work.

Great relationships take even more work.

But they're worth it.

The more you put in,

the more you can get out.

Relationships are also a two way street.

It takes two of you to move forward.

Or only one does the work,

and burns out feeling unappreciated.

It takes honesty even when it hurts,

for the imagined may be worse.

It takes understanding;

attempts to understand and

help to make one understand.

It takes agreeing to disagree

rather than having to always win

thereby creating a loser.

It takes respect.

Respect for self so that one doesn't lose

too much of oneself and have nothing to give.

Respect for the other

so that one tries to accomodate,

compromise, and please.

It takes choosing to love

in spite of little things that irriatate

or things we don't agree with.

True love begins when the lust wears off

and we choose to stay

and we choose to do

because we want to.

Wikipedia's view of scrapbooking

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scrapbooking

Thing Number Seven: Wikipedia article

Being the crafty person that I am (take that expression as you wish), I decided to read an article on Scrapbooking. I was very interested to learn the history of it such as that it began almost as soon as printing began and that it was similar to oral story telling only with a more visual and tactile element. Makes sense to me. I'm more a visual learner than oral so it makes sense that I would enjoy passing on my families stories through scrapbooking. Hey, I'm now amongst the elite of Thomas Jefferson and Mark Twain who also scrabooked! Scrapbooking as it is now understood was started in 1976 by Marielen Christensen who made 80 albums in 4 years. And I thought I had too many albums! I think I have 14 completed albums in 7 years. I thank Marielen and her huband, AJ, for starting and devolping scrapbooking as it is known today. It has been an emotional outlet for me, has helped me to find time to be with my friends, and has helped me to capture and preserve the memories and moments of my family. I'm addicted.