bumblebee thoughts

It seems that
six
months
felt much longer
on other days
when I
didn't
love you.

But now
that I
have
learned
to trace
your roads
like lines
across
your palm...
I fear
it is much
too
short.
~


So my friends, we will be moving in six months. Unless something unforeseen happens. As of now, we are Louisiana bound in the middle of July. My mind is racing with all the certain things and uncertain things to come. The gypsy in me is THRILLED! The momma in me is sad, as one kid stays behind to make a world for himself. The southern girl in me is enthralled with the beauty of the trees and edges of the shore.
Many moons ago, I set out to work on a cruise ship all alone.
With this mantra: One cannot find new worlds if they are not willing to lose sight of this shore.
And so here I go again. Lucky for me, I will be co-piloting this journey. (Take my hand Sean, cause we're about to jump!)

~S

davia

I want to
stay
awake.
Recounting
hour
by
hour.
Our goodbye
kiss.

A
one-woman
vigil,
lit
by laptop
glow.
My fingers
fumbling for keys,
to make
words.
to make
sense.
to make
love.

Tomorrow children
want
to tell
secrets
and
hear
stories
like those
I
once read
to you.

And so
tonight,
through
fits
of restlessness
I.
will.
sleep.
perchance to dream
...and if I dream,
I pray
I catch
a glimpse of you.

Wink
if you
recognize
me.

2011!

Last year I blogged for one month. This year I'm going for at least two. :)

I'm also going to try taking a few more courageous steps.

And let myself make mistakes.

As long as they take me forward.

Here goes!

~S