Poetry

Wishing on a star

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Twinkle twinkle little star,
I know you hear her Grieving.

Twinkle twinkle little star,
I know you hear her Wishing.

Twinkle twinkle little star,
I know you hear her Praying.

Twinkle twinkle little star,
I know you hear her Hoping.

 


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Contents compiled: December 20 2016
Originally published: December 20 2016
Copyright © 2016 Inner Ramblings Boulevard


Short Stories, Uncategorized

My latest eccentricity!

Thank goodness my eldest isn’t around to see this. He’s already flabbergasted by my insane need desire tendency to put Ranch Dressing on everything that he might just have a conniption over my latest quirk. What is it you ask? Taco Sauce on my pasta!

Okay, okay, cut me some slack, I’m under a bit of pressure getting myself used to a new schedule and this is totally a firstborn coping mechanism. Or maybe it’s just me on my way to becoming an eccentric old lady! Or both!!! 🙂
Either way, taco sauce on my pasta with some home made salsa was pretty darn good so I’d like to see you stop me from digging into this yumtastic discovery!

my latest eccentricity
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What quirky food discovery do you have that has your family thinking you’re “nuts” eccentric? Do share?

 

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Originally published December 2015


Contents written: November 19 2015  |  Copyright 2015 Moylom Enterprises


 

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Why today?

God:
Make contact. Today!

Me:
Why? What’s the point? I’m no longer valid to him. Why make things uncomfortable for myself?

God:
Just do it!

Me:
I’m not comfortable with this. Why today? Why at all? I’ve resisted the urge for so long, why go back?

God:
Just do it! Why are you always so stubborn?

Me:
Fine. I don’t want to argue. Please don’t get upset. I don’t like it when you yell.

God:
(sigh…) (shaking head)

Me:
My wounds are raw is all… I don’t want to cry anymore, not over him. Not over anyone really, but especially not over him. I don’t want to hurt anymore.

God:
I know. But you need to trust me. Just trust me.

Me:
OK. But what do I say? I have no clue what to say!

God:
“Hi” always works.

Me:
That sentence is way too long!

God:
Really? (rolling eyes) (shaking head)
OK, then say nothing.

Me:
Yeah, I like that…

God:
Good one!  😂


Contents written: Feb 29 2016 | Copyright 2016 Moylom Enterprises


Poetry, Short Stories, Uncategorized

Why him?

Me:
“Why did you send him?”

God:
“You needed someone to help propel you to the next phase of your life.”

Me:
“But why him? Why not someone else? Someone I wouldn’t care for; someone I could easily dismiss; someone I would never love!”

God:
“I did send others, many others, but you ignored EVERY SINGLE ONE!
Remember the guy with the wife? You told him off! Remember the guy with the dog? He made you uncomfortable? Remember the guy with the fancy car? He brought back really bad memories. You hung up on him then blocked his number! Remember all the others you politely told you weren’t interested?”

Me:
“Yeah, I see what you mean…”

God:
“So do you understand now why I had to send him?

Me:
“Yeah…
I’m such in idiot…
I didn’t get it.
I wasn’t paying attention. (Sigh…)”

God:
“No need to be mean to yourself. You’re just stubborn. I made you that way for a reason. Your tenacity has many uses. I just have to find creative ways of dealing with you is all. You certainly keep me on my toes” 🙂

Me:
“Yeah” 🙂

God:
“I had to send someone to catch you completely off guard. Someone who’d capture your attention; Someone you couldn’t ignore; Someone who would give you what you needed; Someone who’d make you listen.”

Me:
“It worked. He did all those things. He was amazing!”

God:
“I know. I saw it all! You were hurting. You were stuck. You were losing your essence. You were locking yourself away. I wanted so much more for you. I wanted to see you smile again. I wanted to hear you laugh again. I wanted you to thrive not just survive. I wanted you to be amazing for your munchkin and for yourself. Most importantly, I wanted you to move forward. Look at you now, you’re doing great!”

Me:
“Thank you Father, but it’s all because of you. None of this would have been possible without you!”

God:
“No need to thank me. You were made to be happy. To share that happiness with others. To bask in the joy of living. To rejoice in good times and bad. For in so doing you can be the light others need to see their way to ME. My child, you were made to be a bright diamond full of beauty, your rough edges polished and glowing, revealing the love you carry within.”

Me:
“Wow! Me? A diamond?”

God:
“Yes my child. Don’t be afraid to shine. Shine for ME!”

Me:
“Okay, then shine I will, Father! I’ll do my best. I bow in humility. Bestow upon me your mercy and grace so I may LIVE, LOVE and SHINE for you.”

God:
“Rise my child, rise and shine!”

Me:
“But what do I do now? How do I stop loving him now that his task is over, and he’s moved on? I’m really struggling with this. Some days I can ignore it, but sometimes, in an instant, the feeling overwhelms me and it’s excruciating! How do I get over him?”

God:
“You’ re not supposed to, there’s more…”

Me:
“More? What do you mean? I don’t understand.”

God:
“You’ll see…”

 

 


Contents written: Feb 20 2016  |  Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises