This is something that I hear a lot and I like it. I just wish that I could always believe it. Sometimes I want to matter to you and if I don't it bothers me. Well, it bothers me for a litte while anyway. When I was young it seemed to matter a lot more. There are advantages to getting older. The first one that comes to mind is that I will never have to ride a horse again; not that I rode horses often, but I did once when I was about 11 years old and I was scared. At 11 being scared isn't cool, so I couldn't say I was scared. And I never have to wear 4" spike heels again, although there was a time when I did enjoy wearing them. I never have to wear makeup........wait a minute, I have never worn makeup, except for a couple of occasions, weddings I think, not my own, then it was done prefessionally; I still felt like a clown. I do look funny with makeup, most people look better but I look strange.
Back to the quote; I guess those that matter really don't mind that much about me, they seem to accept me the way that I am, and the ones that mind really arn't that important most of the time. I was going to write about "Thinking Out Loud". But I am to tired to think even quietly tonight. I was up about 7:30 a.m. and I am not used to that. Up until I was terminated I was always up at that time. I just naturally woke up and showered and had coffee and got in my car and went to the office. Now I get up to pee, then back to bed for a couple of more hours. There are advantages and disadvantages to this. I miss some beautiful sunrises. I remember I used to drive my youngest son to work for 7 a.m. I really enjoyed that, we had some great early morning talks and enjoyed each others company. Although we don't talk that often,. he is the one of all my children that I can talk to about anything. He understands me and I understand him, kind of scary, if you knew us better. He never judges me, I wish I could say that I had never judged him, I have and I am sorry. Mostly when I was sounding like I was judging, I was scared for him and didn't know how else to express that. I Love You Rusty Roy.
Evening Thoughts
Tuesday, March 29th, 2011.........8:12p.m.
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