Not real sure what this is supose to be for but here goes. Just gonna write about what is going on with me and mine and use it for that I guess. Read or Dont read, who cares.
What I have learned of late is that nothing in life is for sure. When you start to feel safe and secure, when you feel as if life is as it should be, something comes along to let you know that at any moment, for no reason what so ever, it can all change.
Angry, frustrated, and left wondering ……………….why???
I dont want to trust. I dont want to dream. I dont want to hope. I dont want to imagine what could be. I dont want to.
Sleep…….what a sweet word. What does it mean? Not being awake. Not feeling pain. Not feeling anything. Dreams get jumbled with what I am afraid will happen, with what has happened, what might happen, and scare me to the point that I do not want to sleep. Unless it is a sleep that I do not wake up from. Sweet Sleep.
Joy. What is joy? Is it a farce. Just a word that keeps you hoping, searching, longing, but never getting.
Karl H. Betz
Sometimes I think we don’t recognize JOY because our expectations for it are so high.
You might be surprised to find who cares.
As a race (humans) we seem to be constipated in our ability to let others know how much they affect our daily lives.
I care.
And I am glad that you woke up to read this today.
I hope your pain is manageable and a smile finds its way to your lips.
When is the last time you saw a Rhino breathe out a rainbow?
Or a puppy want his boys so bad he rode a big yellow bus?
Life is so full of little joys that are so easily overlooked.
I wish you JOY.
Karl
aka
EDBBuzztail1