There is something peculiarly British about the fact that we have many different words for precipitation arising from our legendary obsession with the weather, itself not surprising for a people living on an island at the junction of four weather systems but with a prevailing westerly airstream. In contrast, the most dramatic and powerful of human emotions is summed up in a single rather bland word “love.”  To the Ancient...

Some will make changes Pretend and control Harden their hearts Lose their souls Choices are there Trust and believe See the signs Listen to the silence You will hear Destiny was written Soul mates were made Walk the path your given Travel safely with my heart You must see dark For brightness to shine Sadness shows How happiness great is Change will alter Only so far You got me to help If you want. Not far away At home in...

Hey, listen friend, I get it. I do understand where you are coming from, how you feel, and what you are trying to accomplish. I'm in the same place as you, it's dark and intimidating; lonely. You miss a friend you once had, maybe they weren't the best of friends, maybe they drive you up the wall but still you did care about them. You still care about them and even still you want to undo mistakes made. I have made mistakes...

Loss never heals Pain does not go away To become whole again Rebuild around Remember each day Love is never lost It is constant and true The raindrops tap a song The sun does shine Temperatures climb One will smile Things are never the same Nor should it be The heart cries tears That cannot be controlled  

I was watching, amused, as two girls had a tiff over one of the activity boards. One of the girls stood up and made to walk away. The other girl said something I couldn't make out. The girl who was standing turned around, put her hands on her hips and declared loud and proud, "Don't care, grumpy bear!" then she stormed off in dramatic four-year-old fashion. That's a great line. I'm using that in any future tiffs or argume...

Why is it that when you order items to be delivered from your local lumber yard for a home project, the missing item is always the one you needed most to do the project. Does anyone else think that porch pirates work in conjunction with certain drivers of package delivery services? Why is it that when the instructions say “No Tools Required”, you always need tools? Do you ever wonder why it is that your computer can work...

Lean on me Ask your heart's desire A broken limb Never heals perfectly And hurts in the cold Silent tears of the heart Sadness so great Is not a weakness  But a love so great With support and love Whatever you need I got you Lean on me  

When the wind blows A chill in the air Gentle rain falls Or a hard thunderstorm Stars that shine bright Or clouds hide the light Hot summers days  And cold winter nights The magic around With each sign will tell Your never alone I'll always be near  

My mediocrity overwhelms me as I ruminate on my life.Were my expectations too high?Work, sleep, succeed, marry, parent, mentor, and prevail.Seven words in everyone’s life. If you know their meaning, you’re living your life backward.Fewer memories to make and more to forget ahead.The road in front of me is shorter than the one behind.I have more regrets than a thousand Frank Sinatras. My God, why have I wasted my life?I kn...

Panic starts to cripple my mind as the realization sinks into my consciousness. A merry song is softly playing somewhere from a piped in speaker, as if laughing at my expense. My feet carry me to a sacred place, looking for sanctuary. My eyes remain tightly shut as tears fall, both my hands clasped tightly together on bended knees in a corner. My heart and my soul are breaking, screaming thoughts in my head. "Why?" "Why?"...

Hey, it's been quiet, and the time since I messaged last, I don't quite remember if it's been half a year or a year and a half. It's been a long time in perspective but in hindsight, it isn't as long as it feels. Not to ramble too long, how have you been? I ask that blatantly no matter what, I know. Sometimes I don't care to know and other times I do want to know you're okay and alive and happy in a way. I am okay, not he...

I’m running through a lush field of yellow grass blades after a black cat under a blue sky. The cat jinks this way and that but I’m gaining on him. I’ve never run so fast in my life. It’s like I’m flying over the grasses and through the bushes. It’s like I’m synchronized with all motion and I’m lying still inside the motion while the universe is doing the running and the cat and I are one with it, but I am getting closer....

Sprinkling softly, the rain falls down to earth, like tears from the heavens. Ironic in this moment, as my own eyes start to well. I close my eyes and bite my lip, pushing back my feelings as a clap of thunder shakes the ground. My once-treasured thunderstorms are leaving me empty, broken. Thanks to you. Bittersweet I suppose, I always knew deep down I was never good enough. Oh so painfully you made it crystal clear to me...

"Heeeeeey teacher," a child said to me, just as I was about to sit down and effectively ruin the fun of the children who were painting without fully being supervised."My name is Laura, not teacher," I said. Oh, the joys of working at a new school."Laula," the child said. Close enough. "How can I help?" I asked little Miss Four, standing in front of me. She was looking very bright and colourful in some new dress ups the ki...

I know, I can feel it. I can almost hear your laughter as I slowly walk in the stationary section of my favorite bookstore this morning.The new arrival display of journals and notebooks, along with the colored pens. Itching my way to start browsing the section, touching the hardbound cover of the journal and feel every texture of every page. I thought to buy two sets, I choose the red for me and blue for you. I continue m...