Thursday, May 18, 2017
A thought for the evening
Over the course of politics and identity crises, there are more important things on my mind. I think of the other people in this world and what kind of legacy I leave. Will it be a good? Who have I hurt, Is my time being spent well? Do the people I care about know I care? Oh well back to numbing the throbbing questions with puppy videos til I fall asleep,
Sunday, May 14, 2017
1 AM
Its a quarter after one I'm all alone and I want oreos.
I know I should sleep, but I have no self control so I eat oreos
and I don't know how I can do without, I want OREOOOOOOO
Little rant
Lets get something REAL clear right now, I may look like I'm 12. I certainly don't act like it no.
Of course not! Thats a disgrace.
I act like I'm 8
Of course not! Thats a disgrace.
I act like I'm 8
Friday, May 12, 2017
Dear Mama
Dear Mom,
Today I am thinking a lot about the strength and characteristics that have been instilled on me. Endurance, perseverance, morality, respect. And in a world where women vary widely from shape and size to morals and values. I am glad that I had you as my role model.
I have a lot to thank you for starting with the beginning, My X chromosome. From that chromosome you gave me my intelligence, my spunk, my musical talent and much more. Then comes the next nine months. For almost a year you held me inside you to a final form. Completed, you went through the rigours of birth for me.
I know in the past I have done a lot to cause you pain but at the end of the day, I am glad I can come to you about anything and everything. Thank you, Mom, for caring about me so much. With pain and strife, you showed me that anything can be forgiven. Even when a sin tears a family to shreds, you brought us all back. Your emphasis of family gave me hope to one day have my own. Sometimes you do have to remind yourself you have to breathe but I think we are all allowed a fatal flaw.
You ran your own business while taking care of a rambunctious problem child and still was able to teach me about right and wrong. Duty and Honor. Want and Need.
I have learnt from you that people like us, with deeper emotions, have to be careful with them. They can drive us great distances but they can hurt people too. You taught me how to tell the truth, with varying degrees of success in the past due to student error. You taught me above all things how to love.
All in all you taught me things that I wouldn't have to learn the hard way. Lessons.
I know we have our differences, but I just want you to know I love you
Love,
Ink
PS Happy Mother's Day
Today I am thinking a lot about the strength and characteristics that have been instilled on me. Endurance, perseverance, morality, respect. And in a world where women vary widely from shape and size to morals and values. I am glad that I had you as my role model.
I have a lot to thank you for starting with the beginning, My X chromosome. From that chromosome you gave me my intelligence, my spunk, my musical talent and much more. Then comes the next nine months. For almost a year you held me inside you to a final form. Completed, you went through the rigours of birth for me.
I know in the past I have done a lot to cause you pain but at the end of the day, I am glad I can come to you about anything and everything. Thank you, Mom, for caring about me so much. With pain and strife, you showed me that anything can be forgiven. Even when a sin tears a family to shreds, you brought us all back. Your emphasis of family gave me hope to one day have my own. Sometimes you do have to remind yourself you have to breathe but I think we are all allowed a fatal flaw.
You ran your own business while taking care of a rambunctious problem child and still was able to teach me about right and wrong. Duty and Honor. Want and Need.
I have learnt from you that people like us, with deeper emotions, have to be careful with them. They can drive us great distances but they can hurt people too. You taught me how to tell the truth, with varying degrees of success in the past due to student error. You taught me above all things how to love.
All in all you taught me things that I wouldn't have to learn the hard way. Lessons.
I know we have our differences, but I just want you to know I love you
Love,
Ink
PS Happy Mother's Day
Sunday, May 7, 2017
Saturday, May 6, 2017
Dear Papa
Dear Dad,
I don't know if you will ever read this but thank you. As I am lying in my bed with a fever, I'm listening to TED talks and one just came up that struck my heart. In today's world the most demeaning thing you can say to a boy is BE A MAN. When I look back, I never see those words in my childhood. Conversely, I only hear YOU ARE A MAN. Even at times I do not feel like a man, yoi have always told me, whether in deed or word, YOU ARE A MAN. Today, this man is thanking his father for everything he has ever done. Through joys and smiles, and the pains that have torn our family to pieces.
Oh, hell, right now I'm crying right now, and right now I am not ashamed. Right now these tears, are from love. You tought me how to cry, you taught me to laugh, you taught me to be in tune with myself. Most of these lessons I did not learn until much later, but not withstading, you laid a foundation for me, not to be a good man, but a great man. I can only hope one day I can pass on your lessons.
I went out to a men's retreat over a year ago, and we talked about St. Joseph. Now as I look back, even with all the icons, there was only one image that filled my head was yours. You were willing to give, whether or not you said a word, and give and give.
You were there when I betrayed you, you were there when I cheated and lied and attacked you. You are still here through Hell and highwater to tell me I love you. My only regret is, I wish I said it to you more often.
Recently, someone asked me what is your earliest memory. I did not reply but now looking back. I think it was me saying "I love you" and you saying "I love you, bud", Thank you for loving me. Thank you for being there. Overall, thank you Dad.
I dont think I could ever have made it this far without you in my life.
I love you Dad,
Ink
P.S. I hope to many more years together, Abba.
I don't know if you will ever read this but thank you. As I am lying in my bed with a fever, I'm listening to TED talks and one just came up that struck my heart. In today's world the most demeaning thing you can say to a boy is BE A MAN. When I look back, I never see those words in my childhood. Conversely, I only hear YOU ARE A MAN. Even at times I do not feel like a man, yoi have always told me, whether in deed or word, YOU ARE A MAN. Today, this man is thanking his father for everything he has ever done. Through joys and smiles, and the pains that have torn our family to pieces.
Oh, hell, right now I'm crying right now, and right now I am not ashamed. Right now these tears, are from love. You tought me how to cry, you taught me to laugh, you taught me to be in tune with myself. Most of these lessons I did not learn until much later, but not withstading, you laid a foundation for me, not to be a good man, but a great man. I can only hope one day I can pass on your lessons.
I went out to a men's retreat over a year ago, and we talked about St. Joseph. Now as I look back, even with all the icons, there was only one image that filled my head was yours. You were willing to give, whether or not you said a word, and give and give.
You were there when I betrayed you, you were there when I cheated and lied and attacked you. You are still here through Hell and highwater to tell me I love you. My only regret is, I wish I said it to you more often.
Recently, someone asked me what is your earliest memory. I did not reply but now looking back. I think it was me saying "I love you" and you saying "I love you, bud", Thank you for loving me. Thank you for being there. Overall, thank you Dad.
I dont think I could ever have made it this far without you in my life.
I love you Dad,
Ink
P.S. I hope to many more years together, Abba.
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