REALITY

Jun 5, 2005 at 4:57 PM

Reality

As I lie here half asleep in the darkness
contemplating rising,
only half of me wishes to accommodate
my semiconscious state.

Yet I rise, dropping bare feet into slippers,
before they can touch the cold floor,
and push me into harsh reality,
long before the day dictates I must.

Before the sun rises, before the warm tea
has any effect upon me,
my thought patterns emerge
and for the hundredth time they ask:

Who turned the sunlight off?
Who took all the colors from the rainbow,
leaving everything so gray?
Who stole my hopes and dreams
out of my heart and head away?

Who, please tell me, took my passion for love, my zest for life?
Then the answer to all my cerebral torture comes
and says very simply, you did.

You did, when you decided not to participate
in my life! 

You did, when you took my heart and in
it's place left a gaping, bleeding hole!

Because with you went my skies of blue,
and sunny, happy days.

Even now in this lackluster haze,
I recognize you were my strength,
my courage, my heart!

For only with you was I totally alive!

  But, now it seems I've died!
Or, is it simply I have wanted to,
for lack of you?

If only someone could tell me now,
how do I separate you from the very fibers
of my heart, my soul, my being?

So, I can once more breath again,
live again, laugh again?

Please, does anyone know?

Deborah Taylor Hodge

Copyright ©2005 Deborah Taylor

1971

Jacob looks a great deal like me in this photo.  Same eyes, same color hair. 

Happy Day!

Well Said by Michael Goodwin!

“Good God, free at last, free at last.
Donald Trump is now free to be president without the cloud that hovered over him since his election. No president ever faced, let alone survived, a probe as fierce and determined as this one.

Cleared of false charges that threatened to end his presidency, Trump can be forgiven for gloating and rubbing a little salt into the wounds of his tormentors with a jab about serving another “10 to 14 years.”
Naturally, the hysterics are hysterical over that one. They can’t even take a joke.
Yet Trump’s great victory is not his alone. The release of the special counsel report marks a day of freedom for all of America and sends shock waves around the world.
As Attorney General William Barr said, the finding by special counsel Robert Mueller that nobody in the United States knowingly helped Russia interfere in the 2016 presidential campaign “is something that all Americans can and should be grateful to have confirmed.”
Take that, Chuck Schumer and Nancy Pelosi. Deal with it, Adam Schiff and Jerry Nadler. You should be celebrating the outcome, not denouncing it.
The reality was that, while Russia dangled the bait, no one from the Trump campaign or anyone else took it. Those findings stand as a refreshing testament to the character of our people and the sanctity of the election.
So hide your head in shame, Hillary Clinton. You started the false charge of collusion because you couldn’t accept defeat, and now your name will be synonymous with the most destructive hoax in American history.
But reaching this uplifting conclusion took 23 months and held the entire nation hostage for half a presidential term over the possibility that the president had conspired with a foreign power to steal the election, then illegally sought to hide the evidence.

Happy 21st Birthday to my grandson Brandon!

This is the way I always wish to remember him.  Not the bitter young man he is today. How much he loved me, his Nana.  It was that way until third parties who had a score to settle interfered. Sad.  But, I will always love him (and his brother). 

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Happy Birthing Day to Me!!!

My youngest estranged daughter's birthday is March 9th, same as was my Mom's.  Melissa Carin turned 42. Since I've missed all her 20's, 30's, and now her forties, I no longer think of it as her day, but mine.  After all, it was ME that carried her under my heart for nearly ten months, and it was Me that labored nearly 40 hours to give birth to her.  I fiercely protected her until she was eighteen, until the pedophile monster, Edward Joseph, came into her life.  Making me a far better Mom than she could ever be, because she (and her Dad) has kept my oldest grandson in that sick lifestyle all his life - she did it out of fear of him and for money and CCG did it solely for revenge for a divorce he didn't want. With his mood swings and his anger issues I couldn't get away from him fast enough!  What kind of man keeps his daughter and grandson living with a maniacal pedophile in order to satisfy his longing for revenge???  Not much of one at all, ya'll. Like I said, HAPPY BELATED BIRTHING DAY TO ME!!!!!!!!

Thought I would make this wreath next! Spring is just around the corner...so

The Sun is Shining!

Always makes me feel so much better when the sun shines!  Many cold, cold days then BOOM, out of the blue a couple of nice days hitting over 65 degrees!  I'll take it!  :-)