I'm facing spinal tap results again. I should have them tomorrow. As I'm getting ready for bed I remembered the dream I had the night before I got my results last July. For a full review of that post, you can go to Friday, July 16, 2004 in the archives. But I'm in a poetry mood so I'm reposting the poem I wrote that day.
Thank you all for your prayers and love. No way I could do this without you!
Just a Dream
Today I know it's not what
I thought it might have been
So tonight I might sleep better,
at least more soundly than when
her face was all I saw;
eyes so blue and hair gently gleaming
Her words stung,
as if they came from me
Now I know - in this now -
however long its meant to be -
I will stop from seeming
so flawed and out of place
For a moment, a slice of time,
(can I hang on forever?)
I understood the wonder of
an everlasting grace.
Back in college, in 2004 when blogging was hardly even a thing yet, I was here. Blogging before blogging meant anything to anyone. You can look in the archives for my past writings, but it was much more like a journal in the past. When we started fundraising, I messed around with the idea of launching something new for this new phase of our journey but actually hated that idea. I am a sum of all of my life and so much of it is here already. So I'm keeping it here. At least for now.
My main focus these days is blogging about our newest journey into the bizarre and wonderful world of gestational surrogacy. Posts dated 2013 and forward will trend heavily toward that journey. I don't promise everything I write will be about though. There might be other things that sneak in occasionally.
Please come along our journey with us. As the saying goes, "The more, the merrier!"
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"Poetry is the revelation of a feeling that the poet believes to be interior and personal but which the reader recognizes as his own."
- Salvatore Quasimodo
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