Mijn Tony...
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Monday, December 22, 2008
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
hard to contain...
there is something I am bursting to tell you all... but I need a few more days to really get my own head around it....
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
to see the world in a grain of sand....
I think in all our lives there are moments when things seem perfectly clear.
Instances of clarity that seem to make time stand still, quiet the cacophony of life and its trials, the air suddenly calm, clear and crystalline.
They come at random times, standing at our shoulder as we discover their gift, quietly nodding and dissipating once their message is received.
Tangible moments.
Life changing.
Things like love.
You look, and wonder, and create your ideal. You work towards it, and sometimes, wanting it so much, convince yourself it exists where it truly does not.
Then, perhaps when you have given up hope, you look just ever so slightly to your side, and all goes quiet.
Oh there you are… mijn liefde.
I asked where he had been all my life.
He answered, “waiting for you to come home. Took you long enough.”
No idea where this path will lead. It has been a difficult one to navigate. Leaping into the unknown, uncertain what the future will bring, looking past the histories we might both prefer to forget but have been brutally honest about… all possible with the courage drawn from believing.
What seemed insurmountable has suddenly given way. Cautious steps must be chosen wisely, but can at last be taken nonetheless.
And hearts that have been broken too many times can heal in the warmth of love.
Instances of clarity that seem to make time stand still, quiet the cacophony of life and its trials, the air suddenly calm, clear and crystalline.
They come at random times, standing at our shoulder as we discover their gift, quietly nodding and dissipating once their message is received.
Tangible moments.
Life changing.
Things like love.
You look, and wonder, and create your ideal. You work towards it, and sometimes, wanting it so much, convince yourself it exists where it truly does not.
Then, perhaps when you have given up hope, you look just ever so slightly to your side, and all goes quiet.
Oh there you are… mijn liefde.
I asked where he had been all my life.
He answered, “waiting for you to come home. Took you long enough.”
No idea where this path will lead. It has been a difficult one to navigate. Leaping into the unknown, uncertain what the future will bring, looking past the histories we might both prefer to forget but have been brutally honest about… all possible with the courage drawn from believing.
What seemed insurmountable has suddenly given way. Cautious steps must be chosen wisely, but can at last be taken nonetheless.
And hearts that have been broken too many times can heal in the warmth of love.
Sunday, December 07, 2008
interesting....
seems there have been posts on our circle of blogs lately that have had a political theme (understandable really), so I invite you to read a new blogger... meet my nephew, Chris. (Note: he promises not to be political all the time...)
http://round-one.blogspot.com/
And if you have not yet found my niece Miss Margery...
http://vantownmrose.blogspot.com/
Frankly brilliant both of them. M's most recent post is a fun ski trip, but peruse a little further down and she too has some very thought provoking posts regarding her thesis subject.
And as one is in Newfoundland at university, and the other in Vancouver at university, I think we have the country covered. Let's just see anyone try to get away with anything...
http://round-one.blogspot.com/
And if you have not yet found my niece Miss Margery...
http://vantownmrose.blogspot.com/
Frankly brilliant both of them. M's most recent post is a fun ski trip, but peruse a little further down and she too has some very thought provoking posts regarding her thesis subject.
And as one is in Newfoundland at university, and the other in Vancouver at university, I think we have the country covered. Let's just see anyone try to get away with anything...
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