Wednesday, October 3, 2007

I'm ok now/a poem I wrote last night

.....Just to let you know, nothing in this journal's entry is toward anyone in specific, I use it to write my feelings, and about my illnesess, and in hopes it might help someone else as I do.I do not pretend nor imatate to be someone I'm not.I have to be careful, apparently someone are way too obsessed with 'my' life. And if you might take an entry wrong and feel that it is about you, I'm sorry but It isn't, it just may seem to coincide with your own life. And if there is something in what I write that "offends" you, options; don't read, or realize that this IS real life, and get out of your plastic bubble and learn more about it! God bless you!......


 



 


I really do hope that everyone is doing better today and not in much pains.


Yesterday, when my daughter came over with my grandson, it really did help me so very much. My grandson was in his little onry moods and he made me laugh! I so needed that! :o) It was the perfect medicine for me! My daughter's sweet hugs and my grandson's onry-ness! lol
She went home for dinner and then called me back because she was having a hard time with a certain math assignment. My husband is very smart when it comes to math, so she and my grandson came back over and my husband helped her with her math and my grandson was sleeping next to me in my bed! Too precious!
I was watching Dancing With the Stars again and my grandson woke up! He loves to dance as well and just loves music! He sat right up and smiled at me! God bless him! So, we both were getting into it! :o)
My daughter and my husband were both stumped on this one problem. They could get the answer but to show how, that was what was making it harder. (I have no idea, I'm not smart when it comes to math) After she left...my husband had figured it out in his head and called her to let her know! They work great as a team! :o)

After they left last night....I just couldn't seem to get to sleep. I was trying everything. Too much on my mind. I'm not going to go to the Adult Day Care Center today. I'm very shaky this morning and I just don't think I can be around too many people today.
My Case Manager called me yesterday and is coming here at 10:00. I have some questions for her so I'm glad she's coming.
Since I was having such a hard time getting to sleep, I wrote a poem. Words just came to me. It's not a very good one, but this is what came to me and I just wrote it all down.


                                 To Live


To live life is a form of art,
feeling the flutter and to just listen,
relax, to deeply understand your own heart.
The touch of the swirling breeze,
brigtness of the sun sets colors,
shinning strong at a beacon's ease.
Using all of the earth's gifts,
feeling all of God's love all around us,
knowing that when I fall, I have Heavens lift.
Reach out your hand, and close your eyes,
Take in what life has for you,
God's form of art is for all to see and feel its surprise.
Live your life on this stage of the gifts,
accept all that has been given to you,
just say thank you and don't look back on the "If's,"


Lisa


After I wrote this, I was then able to go to sleep.
I truly want to thank all of you for being here for me! From my heart...I really mean it! Without all of you, I know I would have just lost it. All of your kind words helped me so very much!

Please smile today! Give many hugs! Live with no regrets!


 


20 comments:

Anonymous said...

great poem  i have missed so much tv lately its not funny

Anonymous said...

The poem was beautiful. {{}} Hope you have a good day.
Sug

Anonymous said...

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Anonymous said...

What a great poem...I loved it.  Glad the kids made you feel better...they do tend to do that.  Have a great day and hopefully some good sleep tonight...hugs and love,
Joyce

Anonymous said...

I'm so glad your family cheered you up.  It's so nice to have family close so they can do that for you.  Little ones like your grandson are the best and they are still so cuddlely.  I liked you poem, very beautiful.  Joni

Anonymous said...

Lisa, I'm glad your daughter and grandson came to visit, I loved your poem !!!!!!!!!! Love and Hugs Lisa XO

Anonymous said...

I liked your poem. Glad your doing better today.
Pam

Anonymous said...

Good to hear you're OK today, Lisa

Anonymous said...

whoa! I didn't know you were a POET!  That's a WONDERFUL poem!
MORE! MORE!

Anonymous said...

I'm so glad you are feeling so happy. Your lovely poem just stems from that happiness.  
Grandchildren are just so precious....aren't they?  They are a gift from God.

Hugs
Jeanie

Anonymous said...

what a poem.....that is gloriously written. Glad you are doing better.
love,lisa

Anonymous said...

That poem is awesome. I am so not a math person. Most of the time I can figure it out, but man I suck at math!
Kelli
http://journals.aol.com/kamdghwmw/noonmom

Anonymous said...

(((((((((((((((((LISA))))))))))))))))))))I loved the poem.I am not good at math,I hated math.When it came passing thoes 4 test to graduate,Math was the hardest and I  passed it on my last year.Have a nice evening.

Anonymous said...

I love it when people write poems or songs that express just what they are feeling, because some feelings can't be expressed as well any other way. I can feel when a poem is coming on, and I would hate to think I had to stifle it!  Lisa, I have been thinking about your entry wanting advise about writing your story, and i am going to get back to you in an e-mail sometime soon.  Gerry

Anonymous said...

What a clever poem,so pleased you were able to sleep afterwards ...love Jan xx

Anonymous said...

great poem Lisa.. love it!  Glad it cleared your head and heart so you could sleep
love ya
d

Anonymous said...

I love your poem....June:)

Anonymous said...

Awww Lisa,
Sorry you haven't been sleeping, I haven't been either.  It's a crappy feeling isn't it?
I like the poem, especially the part about not thinking back at the what -if's.  I am working on that with myself lately.  It's nice that you dh know's Math.  Math gets tougher and tougher in my opinion.  My son is in 9th grade and the Algebra he brings home is crazy stuff.  I don't remember ever having that level of work at the same age.  You daughter os lucky that your husban can help her out with the Math.  Son is able to call his father, he is good with Math.  I am of no help.  lol.  Nice that your daughter and grandson came by.
I didn't sleep much last night again, so I am not long out of bed.
Take care.
Love,
Donna

Anonymous said...

Lisa I forgot to tell you that I liked your poem.
Especially the part about not looking back on the what-ifs.  I need to work on that formyself.
Donna

Anonymous said...

I loved your poem. I have to ask what does onry mean? I hope you have an lovely day
love and many hugs
Katie