Where has the lighthouse gone?

I am wise, but not old
and I have learned
not to fulfill my desires, but to forget them.
and perhaps
beyond the reach of most,is good instead of evil.
A man goes far to find out what he is,
and may find himself in a dark tearless night.
There must be people getting what they want.
Good for them, getting what they want.
The wind whispers, the night still, the air cold.
People getting what they need
they are so happy, they forget about tomorrow.
I drift farther from shore
my hand twirls in the water,
I should have learned to tie a secure knot,
not an acceptable knot, in the rope.
A breeze blows.

Positive comments work better.

Reed (age 9) played football Saturday and Sunday. He really likes to play and although he is not real aggressive, he does a pretty good job. The thing I dislike is when he comes off the field when the game is over and his team didn't win. His dad will be waiting for him, and usually the first thing out of his mouth is negative. On Saturday he said, "You look like a ballerina out there" and then he proceeds to imitate what he felt Reed looked like. How bad that has to make Reed feel. Well, I know how bad he feels, because he tells me.

I don't think his dad really gets it, and it surprises me that his fiance doesn't say anything. Or maybe she does, and she gets the response I used to get, so you just learn to keep your mouth shut. Or maybe the fact that she's 35ish and he's 49 has something to do with it. (But hey, that's a story for another day.)

Comments like that do nothing for this self esteem.

From different points we came

From different points
of the world
we came,
and found
a bit of magic
hovering between us.
From different points
where we once stood
we come,
to hold each other
in a sort of way
that others
only dream of.
The zigzag pattern
of our life,
caused us to part
for a fraction
of time.
A moment in one day
blended our hearts
into one.
Simply together
laughing,
our hearts not knowing
from different points
we came.

While she slept

The curtains billowed.
Balls of wind swept through, longing
To touch her warm hair.

Unsurpassed friendship

Tonight I had cocktails with some of the most important people in the world. No, it wasn't the President of the United States, or my State Senator or Governor. I had cocktails with students who are being educated in the field of Sonography.

What makes these people so important? The fact that they are everyday people, with busy lives, who are willing to go the extra mile to learn something that will assist someone in need. They are giving up many important things to pursue a career in this field. A very demanding field. They are glorious people. These very people have embraced me as their friend and are able to see the person that I really am, although my circumstances have brought about a different path for me.

That is what being a professional is really about. The 5 people at my table with me tonight are just that. It's not about how much power you have over someone, not how you can intimidate or control. It's not about the grade you get on paper, because truly, that is only determined by the person with the red ink pen who grades your test. These 5 people will go the distance and stand out from the crowd. Why? Because they have integrity, morals, compassion and are truly humble souls.. My friends are strong people with values. They will make it in this profession, because of their self esteem and self respect. Yes, others will make it in this profession, but they truly will never succeed without those vital characteristics.

I have learned that when tragedy hits, values change, relationships become more precious, and life itself more important than any day-to-day occupation or any material possession. When your values change, your life changes. Although hard to believe, people that mourn are really comforted, and believe it or not, they are happy. And I know, when presented with a tragic situation, these are the people you will want at your side, because they know the most important thing in life is to live your life for something more important than your life... that's what happy people do.

Who will buy my memories

Better Now

Before this day
a sense of quiet
we cannot hear
what each is saying.

Glimpse of your face
in the crowd
we will not know
the wrong on both sides.

Look back if you like
from the edge
we won't feel the touch
of someone who is not there.