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My Son

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Weew, I haven't been here for weeks and weeks!  It's a good thing Blogger doesn't kick out subscribers that go awol. :) Well, I have been really busy healing up and taking care of my dearest cutie boy. I'm thankful that yesterday, I was able to use the shower like a normal person again, after three months of waiting for my surgical wound to dry up.  Now I am all healed and almost back to normal but whoaa, my boy is growing too fast and too soon he is so heavy, my arms are always giving me problems... or maybe I'm getting old. Now, isn't he adorable?  Hehe! mY Synapses...

Excited to Welcome Xami

I just saw my Obstetrician today and after poking around she said we'll probably meet our dear Xami in 11 days time.  It would be sooner if she has her way of putting me under the knife but I won't have it until it is the only choice left.  So this waiting game is really boring me to insanity since I have been on bed rest for the last eight months but I guessed I can manage 11 days more of waiting.  Please keep your fingers crossed for me that I will be able to deliver a healthy baby in a normal way. mY Synapses...

...the honesty of the night...

I am beat, I am powerless I have to remain here at the mercy of this pain To lie here until it is done with me, Months of living a half-life if at all I lie on my back, a nobody with a future so unsure Weakened, in body, spirit and soul So afraid of what tomorrow will bring. I cannot feel the beat of my own heart All I see is this hellish nightmare That is my suffering So welcome to hell, Margie The world is going on out there happily without you! I am failing to see the wonder of a moment To hear the humor in a joke To perceive the joy in a laughter To see innocent mischief in a smile To be sure of the silver lining in a cloud Oh, when did I start losing sight? Don’t hide me in the cleft of a rock Please show me your face or just cover my eyes Or you might as well leave me right here, if you’ll hide your face from me. Mend this mind that’s been flayed beyond repair Make my heart understand that you were never unfair. mY Synapses...

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WOULD YOU?

Would you take it, if you get another chance to live your life over again? Would you cherish anew the pleasures and scorn all the tears and pain?   Would you relive the moments, revive the love you’ve chosen? Would you travel the same smooth roads, make that journey yet again?   Would you dive into the ocean that smashed you against a rock? Would you take another key, one that won’t break in the lock?   Would you take the crazy dares, ones that gave you real fright? Would you keep everything or only those that went right?   Would you get seduced by gold, that thing that once put a price on your soul? Would you seek to have substance to fill that dreadful gaping hole?   Would you land as many blows, or would you let them miss by a mile? Would you then use your head and not be beaten by guile?   Would you know the next time you travel which way at the crossroads to go? And perchance you still took the wrong one, would you know when to go slow?  

unINSPIRED

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I’ve read one time that true writers can write even without the so called inspiration, be it happy or sad, good or bad.  I can’t… and I guessed that makes me an untrue writer although I do love writing and writings.  Now is one of those times that there is just nothing that inspires me to write so as you have probably noticed, I am just rambling on and I have to warn you that I will go on dadadadahing until you get so irritated you’ll click this window off. In my computer is a folder full of ebooks and movies and to my left where I am sitting right now are loads of books of all kinds:  novels, technical books in linguistics and other topics, as well as biblical and other spiritual books.  But for the life of me I haven’t lifted any of these books off the shelves in months nor have I opened any of the ebooks in my computer to read them.  What I usually do after work is feel tired and hungry, and sleepy, and then tired and then still tired.   I also played scrabble with a ninong one tim