In realms of golden light, where dreams take flight,Your spirit dances, radiant and bright.On this sacred day, in whispers soft and low,I send my love, where angelic breezes blow.My dearest Dad, though you've soared above,Your essence lingers, wrapped in eternal love.In every glimmering star, in each gentle breeze,I feel your presence, calming, at ease.With every … Continue reading As we celebrate your mortal birth, I celebrate the joy you brought to Earth.
My Rambled Thoughts
We Are Warriors
Living with autoimmune diseases is like navigating through a maze with no map and unpredictable twists and turns. It's a journey filled with highs and lows, victories and setbacks, but above all, it's a testament to resilience and strength.For those of us living with multiple autoimmune diseases, every day brings its own set of challenges. … Continue reading We Are Warriors
Athena’s her name, mischief her game.
In a world of dirt and garden glee,There's a husky pup, wild and free.Athena's her name, mischief her game,With a penchant for digging, she's earned her fame.With a nose for adventure, she'll start to roam,In the garden's earth, she makes her home.Digging deep holes, her paws in a flurry,Turning the yard into a canine quarry.With … Continue reading Athena’s her name, mischief her game.
Happy birthday, Dear Hayley, Twin Of Mine.
In whispers of the wind, a melody's sway,Two souls intertwined on this special day.Hayley Jo Jo, dear sister, as the sun softly gleams,In the tapestry of life, you're the brightest of beams.Twins we are, bound by a magical thread,In every laugh, tear, and word unsaid.Your presence, a symphony, fills every space,A cherished companion, in life's … Continue reading Happy birthday, Dear Hayley, Twin Of Mine.
Reflections On Turning 46.
As I sit here, penning down these words on the eve of my 46th birthday, I find myself enveloped in a cascade of emotions that I struggle to put into coherent sentences. You see, reaching this milestone age comes with its own set of reflections and challenges, but for me, it carries an additional weight, … Continue reading Reflections On Turning 46.
Dear My Valentine
To my dearest Mark, my love so true,On this day of hearts, I pen for you.With every beat, my heart does swell,For you, my darling, I'd gladly tell.In your arms, I've found my home,A sanctuary where I'm never alone.Your love, a melody sweet and pure,In your embrace, I feel secure.Through life's storms and gentle breeze,With … Continue reading Dear My Valentine
The Sandman’s on vacation
In the realm of night, where dreams should roam,Insomnia arrives, making itself at home.Tucked in my bed, I stare at the ceiling,The Sandman's on vacation, that's the feeling.Under the moon's soft glow, I lay wide awake,My bed becomes a battleground, a restless quake.Pillow fights and sheet wars, oh what a sight,Insomnia's playing tricks, keeping me … Continue reading The Sandman’s on vacation
We lay her down in slumber’s sheet – Doreen June Townsend Nee Willats, 21st May 1930 – 25th December 2023.
In solemn hush, we gather near,Beneath the sky so vast and clear,To bid farewell, with hearts so heavy,To a soul cherished, steady, and merry.She was a beacon, a guiding light,A source of warmth in darkest night,Her song echoed, her wisdom pure,A presence that forever will endure.With gentle hands and loving gaze,She filled our lives in … Continue reading We lay her down in slumber’s sheet – Doreen June Townsend Nee Willats, 21st May 1930 – 25th December 2023.
Our dear puppsie, forever home.
In a solemn journey, we bring you home,Your ashes, once vibrant, now still as stone.A vessel of memories, a symbol of love,A reminder of the bond we'll forever hold above.With tender hands, we cradle your remains,Feeling the weight of loss, the ache of pains.But in this act of bringing you near,We find solace in knowing … Continue reading Our dear puppsie, forever home.
In the grasp of winter’s icy hand
In the grasp of winter's icy hand,A tale unfolds, both harsh and grand.A soul, with Raynaud's fierce embrace,Navigates a world, a frigid space.Fingers tinged in hues of blue,A dance of frostbite, a chilling view.Raynaud's, a relentless foe,Yet within this struggle, strength does grow.In the quiet of the coldest night,A warrior battles with all their might.Vessels … Continue reading In the grasp of winter’s icy hand
Rest In Peace, Doreen June Townsend Nee Willats 1930 – 2023
In the gentle folds of time's embrace,A cherished soul now finds its resting place.Gone from our sight, yet forever in our hearts,Our Mother, our Nan, a beacon, from which love won't depart.Her song danced like petals in the breeze,Kindness flowed, a river through the trees.In every moment, her warmth did reside,A gentle spirit, a constant, … Continue reading Rest In Peace, Doreen June Townsend Nee Willats 1930 – 2023
We Bid Adieu, To The Year That Tested us, Through And Through.
In shadows deep, we bid adieu,To a year that tested us, through and through.2023, with its trials and pain,Now fades away, like a passing rain. Through every struggle, we stood tall,We faced your challenges, big and small. Though wounds may ache, we start to heal,But now it's time to seek a new, And leave behind … Continue reading We Bid Adieu, To The Year That Tested us, Through And Through.
Twas the night before Christmas
Twas the night before Christmas, a comical sight,Elves wrapping gifts in a merry delight.Santa practiced yoga to fit down the flue,While Rudolph tried salsa, antlers askew.The snowmen were sculpting a snowball brigade,Competing to see who'd roll the best grade.The gingerbread men ran off with the cake,Leaving frosting footprints, a sugary wake.The tree in the corner, … Continue reading Twas the night before Christmas
Run Free.
In the vast expanse where memories roam. Your spirit dances, finding its home.Amidst the ache of a love profound,Your absence echoes, an echoing sound.Oh, how our hearts in pieces lies,Amidst the tears, amidst the cries.The devastation of a bond so true,Lost in the void of saying adieu.Run free, dear friend, beyond this pain,Where skies are … Continue reading Run Free.
Their Footsteps Echo.
In the attic's quiet, dusty air,Lies a chest of tales, a lineage fair.Bound in yellowed parchment, memories entwined,A chronicle of kin, an ancestry defined. Each heirloom holds a whispered trace,Of ancestors' valor, their enduring grace.In fading photographs, faces stare,A legacy preserved, beyond compare. From humble beginnings to triumph's cheer,Their footsteps echo, crystal clear.Through epochs danced, … Continue reading Their Footsteps Echo.
To My One And Only Love
Bound by a love, no words have ever expressed.You are my soulmate, my heart's truest song,Together, we've danced, and grown ever strong. In every sunrise, and in each setting sun,I see the reflection of two becoming one.Through valleys and peaks, through trials we've braved,Our love, like a lighthouse, steadfast and saved. In the depths of … Continue reading To My One And Only Love
Dancing Letters, The Gift Of Unique Perception.
In a world that often celebrates uniformity, there exists a beautiful mosaic of minds, each with its own distinct way of perceiving and interpreting the world. Among these unique perspectives lies dyslexia, a neurological variation that gifts individuals with a truly special lens through which they experience life. For those of us living with dyslexia, … Continue reading Dancing Letters, The Gift Of Unique Perception.
Embracing The Shadows, Navigating Anxiety, Depression, And Loneliness
It's been a while since I wrote anything personal and heartfelt, other than writing about my deeply respective ancestors lives. Today, I'm going to step outside my norm as I need to talk about something that has been a constant unwanted companion in my life: anxiety. It's a word that carries a weight, an invisible … Continue reading Embracing The Shadows, Navigating Anxiety, Depression, And Loneliness
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