
This journal is for my beloved children and grandchildren...
...and for Dear Hubby if he outlives me

I’ve learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow. I’ve learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you’ll miss them when they’re gone from your life. I’ve learned that ‘making a living’ is not the same thing as ‘making a life.’ I’ve learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance. I’ve learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision. I’ve learned I still have a lot to learn. I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.
-- Maya Angelou --



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I tell you I am a wayfaring stranger.
I tell you I listen to
melodies
written for only me
to hear.
I tell you I am alone.
Misinterpreted.
Misunderstood.
I tell you I am on a lonely road.
I tell you I see things
images
I can't explain
to even you.
I tell you I am invisible.
Invisible.
Evaporated.
I tell you I am a mystery.
I tell you I am unknown
strange
living in a world
I don't understand.
I tell you I am aching.
Troubled.
Lost.
I tell you I have secrets.
I tell you I am enclosed
caged
behind the bars
looking out.
I tell you I am airborne.
Drifting.
Directionless.
I tell you.
I tell you again.
And
again.
-- MissKris2005 -- Jully 30, 2006 --