Closed my eyes and kept thinking of you.
I wanted to say this before I doze off.
I like the comfort you provide.
Being myself and expressing the thoughts
that reveal my ability to be selfish,
or painting myself in a not so good light,
or sharing my fears with you,
comes with ease, no effort, nothing forced.
Thus far, it’s what I find most attractive.
I like you more than I did yesterday.
“Commending the victims to almighty God’s mercy, I implore his strength upon all involved in rescue efforts and in caring for the survivors.” — Pope John Paul II, Sept. 11.
It was the first semester of my senior year of high school and I was in English class. The principal made an announcement I didn’t listen to and then the TV in our classroom began broadcasting what was happening. I sat on top of my desk for some reason. I was really intrigued, terrified and confused and couldn’t turn away. I immediately thought of all my family in NY. My grandmother, aunts, uncles and cousins and wondered if they were OK. I wasn’t one of the cool kids with a cell phone so I couldn’t call my mom to ask or get any sort of update. I recall going home after school and watching the footage over and over and over. The sight of the 2nd plane hitting the towers still gives me chills to this day and every single time I hear a plane flying over head while at home I fear it may be another attack.
On this day, I pray for the families still mourning and for those still suffering the residuals of that day. I pray for the troops overseas who are fighting a seemingly never ending battle and as cheesy as this may sound I truly pray for peace. God Bless!
I keep getting the feeling that I should be capturing this moment, this experience. I’ve never done anything so daring in the name of romance and possibly love. I’m nervous as heck. The butterflies in my stomach seem drunk. Fluttering about in all different directions. But among the chaos I still feel a sense of peace and calm. I trust him with my safety and dare I say heart? So here I am embarking on this new journey, adventure. I don’t know where this will lead but I want these words to frame this moment in time. Who knows, maybe I’ll be reading this to our kids one day.
I fear thunderstorms because of
the unpredictable noise and chaos.
I also fear the aftermath…
Fresh starts, new beginnings.
Last night I experienced a thunderstorm.