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Dismissed--
Free! Spring break
Or Summer...
Christmas even.
Close the door and drop the books--
Run, play, dream and plan.
Sun hot on my face,
Or a cold snow coming down.
The air is free and so am I.
Crawling under my skin, the irritation feels like a virtual army of little ants. Crawl, crawl, creep...itch. I want to smack someone something somehow...
Pushing buttons and he knows it. The irritation swells til I want to scream with the need to speak up, say something, be done.
(yes, bad mood)
Sitting in a circle, sometimes with Glenn's mom and sometimes without.
She, smile gleaming and thoughts clicking.
Me, watching her more than I was paying attention to the game.
Who was it? Where was it done?
Candlestick, rope, wrench? Who cared?
When the real mystery was who she'd be all grown up.
And still as wonderful to me.
The carnival was my first lesson on cynicism as a young child. My father told me about the bent nails, the half-filled balls, the off-centered hoops for the baskets. All made up, all false.
The carnival is tricky.
I circle around you,
You move around me.
The distance between us constant
So we never touch.
Push, pull
round and round
Ebb and flow.
Together, yet apart
Renewing with each path
We are as one.
Yet separate.
Not alone.
Family time is sacred.
The church is sacred.
But then there are those who say that the family should spend so much time in the church.
I don't get it. Most of these families seem to split into their individual groups, away from each other. How is that family time?
How does that keep the sacristy?
How does that keep them together?
My best neighbor used to always say that good fences made great neighbors. The same could be said for families. When you have good strong boundaries between where you end and your loved ones begin, you can begin to see who they really are, inside. You begin to understand that their wants are different from your wants, and their needs are different from yours. This can be a brand new way of seeing each other, and keep the relationship strong.