Memories of my mother,

Moments of dot connecting.
             Life giving life.
Sometimes backwards in my journey of self-defence.
Odds have been fought against when are backs have been to the fence.

I looked for that flame most every day.
Hands weak, heart strong.
I have wondered often where this is coming from.

Honeysuckle wind swept thoughts crashing at times as the sea I do admire.
Perhaps it reminds of you and I.
Standing alone against demons of our own.

Those should be sent away with the tide,  white waters cleansing our souls.


Separationz situated

Separationz situated

It took a little perserverance, a fuckin struggle, no doubt bout it but something, a real thing took place.
Stay peaceful in this FabulousFantasticalNewYear.

Boys are leaving for the summer

Well  the countdown begins, the boys are packing up and getting ready to leave to the Dads for their summer break.  I remember the days not so long ago when I would be a balling mess at the airport when the plane took off with my boys into the blue.  Now, they get at each other so much and me, that I am grateful for the break.  I think God is doing this cuz those days of letting them go were so very difficult for me.  Now, in my mind, I am thinking “better hold myself back from kicking their behinds as they scoot out the door!)”  Shameful?  I don’t think so.  Being a single Mom of three boys, 14, 12 and 10 gets me a tad ready for the breaks!  It will take about a week then I will be missing them hugely and wanting them back.  Usually, once in the car, they are right back to normal!! The bickering, the what I got from Dad squabbles, etc.  It is moments like these that I know in my heart the time flies so quickly and they will leave my nest for good….I treasure most of these moments with my wildboyz!

Some vents

Well, these days I am right smack in the middle of “teendom”….My oldest son at home has decided he would like to go and live with his father.  Til this becomes his life he is working hard to make things difficult at home.  All the brothers are starting to get on each other, they start to play like the little bear cubs that they have always been in my eyes, then things tend to get ugly quick!  I feel like all I do right now is be the ref!!  I’ve decided to let him go to his Dad’s, after some serious prayers and consideration…My first reaction was no way, that was in March now I just want him to be happy and if this is what he wants I will no longer deny him that.  My hope is that he gets what he wants which is special attention by being the only child there and the fact that his Dad has money.  Like I said I just want him to be happy and not resent me later for keeping him where he doesn’t want to be.