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What do you expect? His mother looks twelve.
Generalizations like this bother me.
“I was a young mother,” I say.
“I bet you were a better mother later,” she says.
“No, I was not,” I tell her. “I was a good mother sooner.
“You are an exception,” she says.
“No, I am not,” I reply.
I have gone a mere two steps when I hear another generalization queen say
“She is probably set in her ways. She is old.”
“I am old”, I remind her. “Am I set in my ways?”
She laughs. “No, Caren you are not. You are the exception.”
“But I am not the exception”, I tell her. “Some of the youngest people I know are
More set in their ways than any of my friends, and we are all old.”
She rolls her eyes, disbelieving me.
“Do you have any suggestions for me?” Another adult asks me. “I am at the end of my rope.
You know what this kind of child is like.”
Yes, I do, because I know this child, well. He is sent to me daily.
“Sorry,” I reply. “ I have no suggestions at all unless you want to have lunch with him and get to know him.”
“I do not lunch with children,” she tells me.
If she had one measly lunch with this child so she could see him not as a part of an imaginary group she has labelled in her head, but as an individual who has unique identities and talents and interests and hobbies she would never need another suggestion to help her with this child again.
It saddens me that she misses this opportunity every day.
This is it
I give up
I throw in the towel
I draw the curtains
I pull down the shades
I close the doors shut
Finito
The end;
No more haggling
No more beseeching
No more whining
No more whimpering
I'll call it a day,
Saddle sore
I am heading home
I am out of the race -
Get me off the grid.
World-weary,
Timeworn,
I am done.
Flat-lined
I am pulling the plugs;
I ran the gauntlet
Kaput
Stop the earth
I am getting off -
Sayonara!
I am just circling the drain -
Get me off this hamster wheel,
I am at the end of my tether,
I have just about seen
the last of the sunsets,
No more sunrises for me,
I am sitting fallow,
I am at the end of my rope
I am teetering on the precipice
I am hanging by the skin of my teeth
I am dying on the vine
I am ready to kick the bucket -
Uh...can someone
bring me a bucket please!
Author Dana Redricks
November 28, 2024
(Verse 1)
God keeps blessing me once more, this I know for sure. Every time I look around, He's opening another door. I've seen Him bring me through, so many times before. When I was broken and lost, He made me whole once more.
(Pre-Chorus)
When the night was dark, and I couldn't find my way, He turned my darkness into the brightness of the day. Time and time again, His love keeps shining through, God's been so good to me, His promises are true.
(Chorus)
Once more, God keeps opening up another door. Keep your head up, don't give up, His love's for sure. When shadows fall and the light seems far away, Just know that Yahweh, He will make a way.
(Verse 2)
There were times I felt like giving up, but He saved me. At the end of my rope, His grace came to carry me. God opened my eyes, now I can finally see, He freed me from my pain, my chains, my misery.
(Pre-Chorus)
When the weight was heavy, and the road was rough, His strength lifted me, and His peace was enough. He's my constant hope, my shelter from the storm, God's love surrounds me and keeps my heart warm.
(Chorus)
Once more, God keeps opening up another door. Keep your head up, don't give up, His love's for sure. When shadows fall and the light seems far away, Just know that Yahweh, He will make a way.
(Bridge)
He'll wipe away your tears, calm all your fears. Hold on to His hand; He'll lead you through the years.
When the world feels cold, and you're tired of the fight, Yahweh will step in, and make everything alright.
(Chorus)
Once more, God keeps opening up another door. Keep your head up, don't give up, His love's for sure. When shadows fall and the light seems far away, Just know that Yahweh, He will make a way.
(Outro)
Yahweh, Yahweh, He keeps opening doors once more, once more. Don't give up, don't give up, keep your head up, oh, oh.
Once more, God keeps blessing me, that's for sure. Yahweh will make a way, once more, once more.
After the end of a long hot day
At the end of my rope with nerves all frayed
I sat on the porch to rest a spell
As the sun slipped slowly behind the hill
Calmed by the lingering after glow
I watched the summer night unfold
Crimson streaks...on a sky of blue
Melted in a thousand different hues
Got lost in the dark without the light
Leaving just their shadows in the night
And in fields of clover across the way
The crickets began their serenade
As fireflies danced with sheer delight
Glowing…in love with this summer night
And there ahead...at the end of the road
Above the bridge where the river flows
It rose like magic before my eyes
An orange moon so big it filled the sky
The truth of reality haunts my soul,
lamenting the innocence childhood stole.
A heart that's never experienced love;
always feels empty, never wholly whole.
I found no love on the wings of a dove;
push inevitably turned into shove.
And yet, normality included hope,
and my willingness to partake thereof.
Faced with the fact that I can barely cope,
I'm left dangling at the end of my rope.
And, frustrated with an absentee God,
faith starts sliding down a slippery slope.
The fact my father never spared the rod;
meant unconditional love was a fraud.
And an incompleteness shadows my dreams,
retracing the steps I've already trod.
My upbringing was harsher than it seems,
confronting my demons with silent screams.
And a fractured future born of the past;
forms a collage of life's lows and extremes.
Hope's magic has become too weak to cast,
Exhausted, its power has degraded fast.
Lonely and unloved, I await life's end,
Praying that in death, I'll find love at last.
Sitting here
Sitting there
Dealing with the crazy.
My mind grows hazy.
Fighting fire
Desire.
Writing down a happy thought
So long have I fought.
Trying not to drown.
Life can bring you down.
Showing only love when I feel the hate.
In life I feel I'm too late.
Sometimes I feel like crying.
Dying.
To say I want to go on would be lying.
My crazy mind
Gets me left behind.
Lost in a world of my own making.
Chances I'm taking.
Inside a tear may fall
I smile when I'm backed into a wall
The tear falls unseen cause They only see the smile.
All the while.
Nothing is true
Nothing I can do.
To bad.
So sad.
Does it even matter
Being the hatter.
I write of peace, love, and hope.
While at the end of my rope
A slippery slope.
When I can't take no more.
A knee on the floor.
A tear may fall.
But remember, I smile when my backs against the wall.
I reach out.
I don't shout.
Tis the season.
I search for a reason.
Why.
I shouldn't die.
A happy thought.
For this I fought.
Pull myself up straight.
Get myself past the hate.
Change my fate.
Tomorrow.
Maybe I'll find my land of no sorrow.
I know this is the only way.
I just got to make it through today.
A smile hides the silent tear.
Love buries your fear.
But the pain is always near.
Dry the eyes..
Such blue skies
Made it past
At last
The battle no one will ever know
The smile won't let the pain show.
Ready or not, here I go.