Sunday Musings


Walk along in life feeling things as if for the first time. Experience hard, feel hard, and love hard. search not for someone to calm the nerves of a lonely heart but rather, some one capable of kindling the flame within your spirits candle. Let it burn!

 

A Tribute To Father's Day

Good morning! Goood moorning!ย  Good morning.

HAPPY FATHER’S DAY!

I cheated and gave Jay his gift Friday and Saturday. ๐Ÿ˜• oops!

Again, I’m left thinking about my dad today.

An ordinary hero. Mr. Sergeant B. hahahaha you almost got me to divulge the name there. ๐Ÿ˜›

Aside from his military presence, he was a dad WITH a powerful presence. I cannot begin to express how often I find myself shedding hisย  messages with my own children today.

My favorite, “Patience is a Virtue.”

I am most grateful, that even in my small time with him, he taught me to look for a deeper meaning. When I began growing up, and becoming a woman, and all he could do was cringe at the fact, I was still his little girl. Even in the moments when I’d dissapointed him, he stood by me. My sun, my strength, my wisdom, and logic.

If I could celebrate him today, I would probably say:
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Dear dad,

Do you remember all those times you pretended to doubt me? Yeah. Thank you! You knew me so well. Only you would question my ability, knowing that mere doubt would give my wings flight. EVERYTIME someone told me I can’t do it, I ALWAYS had to show them just how wrong they were. You knew this. You watched me grow with quite a spunk. Your smile lit up bright as you watched me. Whether it was taking my steps in life, growing pains, and even disappointments. You stood behind me allowing me to lead my own way.

When I look back and remember you, one I my favorite memories shall always be….

I remember sitting on my living room floor. Dad would pull out his acoustic guitar. The tunes would start, and my oldest brother would pull out his. The house grew full of music. I sat quietly watching. Studying the fingerings as dad played. He always seemed so… in his realm. Nothing could take him down, during his calling. After minutes of watching him strum, I’d notice he’d been watching me in return. As our eye contact engaged, that smile… if only there were words to describe that smile. It lit up his face, and he always succeded in melting my heart. My daddy! In the flesh. My face would brighten and I too would light up.

Every time they performed, with as many people in those crowds, even then, my father’s fruitful eye was planted solemnly on me. ๐Ÿ˜

Lately, I’ve been reflecting a lot. I may not have noticed then, but Iย  realize now. That spark in his smiles was fueled by his admiration of my strength. Yesterday, I looked through the review mirror to see my 3 year old son staring out the window. He held a calm and thoughful demeaner while studying the mountains. You could clearly see he was deep in thought.The essence of my father’s shadow shined bright. I saw a little me in the back seat years ago, doing the same thing. I would always find dad sneaking quick glances at me. Every time I caught him, a smile would follow.

I myself smiled at my son. Told Jay, and then said, “I used to do that.”

Hence, the reflection.

He was proud of my mind, my deep rooted questions, and my desire to know.

I may not have you now dad, but your legacy lives on. You are an everyday hero. For that, I am proud. It gives me comfort that in our short time together, you managed to leave me with a valuable key in life. Maybe your in heaven today celebrating with mom. That would be really cool. Is it sandwich, or sangwitch?ย  ๐Ÿ˜†
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I always carry this strange curiousity…..

You know how our parents meet, and fall in love? Live their lives together, then start having kids?ย  What if the circle of life is… just that. Is death rebirth?

(Was that crazy?๐Ÿ˜)

Late ๐ŸŒท

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Photography By: ยฉRare-ity 2016

In Your Dreams

I swept away on my royal unicorn. Fleeing from the guards. My brothers were there one with his snobby attitude, and the other getting ย in trouble with me. We ran up the royal veranda hiding from our parents until. oops busted! We were caught in the pool room. Just then the castle began to shake,”An earth quake!” A bystander yelled. ย “Fee fi fo bread and rum!” ….Wait whaaaaat?

“That’s not an earth quake, THAT’S A GIANT!!”

“Run!!”

Frantically running through the veranda, I looked backed which caused me to slam into a wall. Dangit! Who put that there? ย I ran until I was out of breath, then the wicked witch of the west song started playing over the speaker-com. (hold for thought bubble) Da fawk is going on here?

“Mellie hurry I need your help” A friend of mine suddenly appeared. I looked at here strangely confused. Maybe she needed a hero. (Oh get over yourself) “Can you watch my kids for the day?””Um…Sure.”

A yellow bus drove by, and i’m sitting on the patio of a trailer I’ve never seen before, looking out at other houses. A hollering tea kettle goes off and I’m still not processing what’s going on. “Hey mom, you should um… drink this.” My nine year year old pops up with a silly grin on her face. I reached over to grab the cup and she backed away dropping it on the floor, “JUST KIDDING!” She ran away laughing. I went inside to see they’d trashed the house, and they were in a jet pool tub, pretending to swim. (Speechless I tell you. I’m speechless)

The phone rings, and my friend says where are you its the next day, i’m looking for my kids. “I’m still here it three hours later. (I think) Mellie, you’ve been missing for three days… Well, I …that… but… wait whats going on here?

My friend showed up, and told me about a magic show she wanted us to attend. We followed her there. Omg! its the castle again!!! :O Were piling up on an auditorium this time, i’m not royalty, simply recognizable. When he show was over, everyone faded away. I was left in the castle again with the witch call sounding over the intercom again, Farking great! swords are clashing, and soldiers are grunting. A war is obviously being fought here. “Hello dear.” “Ahhhh!” I hopped around towards her. “I want your soul.”

“Nah!” This is too much. ย The morning sun now creeping through my window, I’ve awoken with a strange start. I roll over, trying to hunt for the last of the comfort, it’s not there. My eyes open, and I realize, ย da fawk kinda dream was that?