Category: Writers Block
As spring moves on and sunshine makes the days grow long,
The breeze touches my face like a lovely song,
My mind drifts to great times ahead,
Barbecues time in the sun and ample time for books to be read,
Hopefully I can do the two things I most love,
Spending time with friends and family as the moon and stars dance far above!
This reminds me of bonfires I used to have with my family. We'd all spend days swimming, and then we would eat dinner outside. Then we would go out into the middle of nowhere, or at least it felt like the middle of nowhere. It was just our pasture. No light from the house, no electronics, just the flames and the smoke and the fun. The laughter. The complete family. The music, and the joy. Then late, when the last wisps of smoke disappeared, we'd climb the fence and go back home. Our property was 'so huge at the time that we considered ourselves to not be home when we were out in the pasture. We would all go and sleep, and the next day would always be something different. Sure, many of the same things would happen, but the joy each day was full and complete. The breezes, and the water, and the lazy summer days just doing nothing. There was a joy in everything. They stole that from me. How dare they? How dare they take the only little bit of the joy I had left out of my hands, while I wasn't even there to fight back? That last bit of memory, the last remaining keepsake of my life, destroyed with one final tearing sound. And I'll never know why it happened this way. Ever.
Wow, this reminds me of camping in the summer. My family would take us all somewhere to camp. It was so fun. Now, we never do that anymore.
That's the way I feel, Marilyn. But you guys have a choice. Like I said before, my entire life was taken from me, I had no choice in the matter.