Day 3
Submitted by 1sweed on Sun, 04/14/2013 - 21:40
This is the third day I have posted in this blog and I feel it will be a connect the dots type of blog, where everything I say will come together in a way that makes it all easier to understand and shows a pathway out.
Today I went down to the edge of the woods near my home and stood there and listened. The birds were singing and the trees were talking in the wind, that click and clatter, that they make as the wind flows between the branches. Ever now and then a branch would break off and fall to the ground. And time stood still.
I wanted so badly to start off walking down through the woods like I did in younger days. Skipping from stone-to-stone through the creek beds and following deer trails no matter where they might lead. The feeling to go was so strong that holding back made me feel betrayed, as I stood on legs that could not support the hilly travel in the journey spread before me.
With a moan and a sigh, I walked back to the house in depressed by what I could not do this day. Maybe tomarrow I told myself, smiling at the thought. Yes, tomarrow I will walk in the forest, one step each day at a time.
Today I went down to the edge of the woods near my home and stood there and listened. The birds were singing and the trees were talking in the wind, that click and clatter, that they make as the wind flows between the branches. Ever now and then a branch would break off and fall to the ground. And time stood still.
I wanted so badly to start off walking down through the woods like I did in younger days. Skipping from stone-to-stone through the creek beds and following deer trails no matter where they might lead. The feeling to go was so strong that holding back made me feel betrayed, as I stood on legs that could not support the hilly travel in the journey spread before me.
With a moan and a sigh, I walked back to the house in depressed by what I could not do this day. Maybe tomarrow I told myself, smiling at the thought. Yes, tomarrow I will walk in the forest, one step each day at a time.
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Anonymous
Sun, 01/29/2017 - 01:48
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I just read through your three blog days and your words are very moving. Dreams put on hold waiting on the sidelines for a day they can be fulfilled.. event if only partially. My dreams have become smaller in stature so I have more realistic goals. I don't Hope so much to be cured anymore, just to be able to get through each day with some happiness is good enough. Is that sad? Perhaps but at least it makes me more content and less despairing.
Thank you for your insights
Anonymous
Sun, 01/29/2017 - 01:48
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Thanks for your comment twiztc. I am in a way alot like you, but I still have dreams for without them my life would be totally empty and meaningless. Right now I am trying to help a good friend and the emotions involoved in caring for her and keeping her on a even course is making my life have to be put on hold for a while. So dreams of what I hope for keep me from depression in the knowledge of plans I have, that might never be real.
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