Is it only for a chosen few to have hope. That's more of a statement than a question.

When you find yourself in Brokenville, USA, do they dish up a plate of hope at the Corner Cafe? Will it be tasty or will I have to pour ketchup on my meal?

Hope that my mindset can be gently altered with a changed and new life.

Hope that the broken unhealed past will one day find me living in Contentville, USA.

Hope for time, direction and clarity.

Hope that not a moment of this life is being wasted.

Hope that my unspoken words will be heard and understood.

Hope to be stronger as pieces to the puzzle of life fall into place.

One look in the mirror and I can see the look in my eyes of fading hope.

Maybe I never lost hope at all, maybe hope lost me.

Beautiful World

Strawberry lips shining in the summer sun
Canary-tips glowing there for everyone
You fell asleep under the cherry tree
La La La La La
It's a beautiful world we're all here

Your winter skin warming in the summer sun [summer sun]
We know within you will stay forever young [forever young]

You fell asleep under the starlit sea
It's time to wake up
The moon is high above you
We're all here 'cause we love you
And when you finally open your eyes and ears
You'll see and you'll hear us sing

La La La La La
It's a beautiful world we're all here
La La La La La
It's a beautiful world we're all here
La La La La La
It's a beautiful world
It's a beautiful world

You fell asleep under the starlit sea
It's time to wake up
The moon is high above you
We're all here 'cause we love you
And when you finally open your eyes and ears
You'll see and you'll hear us sing

La La La La La
It's a beautiful world we're all here
La La La La La
It's a beautiful world we're all here
La La La La La
It's a beautiful world we're all here
La La La La La
It's a beautiful world [It's a beautiful world]
It's a beautiful world

So, so you made a lot of mistakes
Walked down the road a little sideways
Cracked a brick when you hit the wall
Yeah, you've had a pocket full of regrets
Pull you down faster than a sunset
Hey, it happens to us all

When the cold hard rain just won't quit
And you can't see your way out of it

CHORUS
You find your faith has been lost and shaken
You take back what's been taken
Get on your knees and dig down deep
You can do what you think is impossible
Keep on believing, don't give in
It'll come and make you whole again
It always will, it always does
Love is unstoppable

Love, it can weather any storm
Bring you back to being born again
oh, it's a helping hand when you need it most
A lighthouse shinning on the coast
That never goes dim

When your heart is full of doubt
And you think that there's no way out

The Winds Of Change

I just finished talking to someone who told me they feel the same way I do....most alone when I am in a crowd. hmmm

Last night I was sitting in my bed with pillows stacked behind my back, watching Terminal with Tom Hanks when it came to me....I feel the most comforted in my bed. It is the only place where I am the most comforted. It is where I can dream any dream I choose, be kept warm, have papers I am working on scattered all across the comforter and no one complains. Although I am alone, I don't feel alone. Does that make sense?

I spent Thursday morning with one of my sons. We went shopping, ordered Chinese take out them came back to my apartment and nibbled on Sweet and Sour Chicken. I loved the hot mustard but my son twisted up his face when he dipped a piece of chicken in it and gave it a try. :) We watched some YouTube videos together, laughed and shared jokes.

The next day I had a fun day with another one of my sons. I learned after too many stressful 'dates' with my sons, that taking one out at a time works so much more smoothly. Perhaps they enjoy the break from each other. For sure they get more of my attention and time when we have our outings.

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I have a couple of friends who take me out of my comfort zone. I know what is coming sometimes and prepare myself to deal with it and kinda sorta go with the flow of things. Then there are times when the out of my comfort zone is a surprise.....kinda sorta sends me whirling and searching for an escape.

Not sure how I am going to deal with that. I kinda sorta feel like I am the one who is suppose to make the changes and become more open to their way of thinking and doing things. But, I kinda sorta like the way I do things....hmmm

The winds of change are always blowing
And every time I try to stay
The winds of change continue blowing
And they just carry me away

trying to find
where i belong

the search
goes on and on

as i contemplate
a change of place