Unchanging Mission Statement

So I had cause to review my Mission statement I wrote way back in 1994. It has remained unchanged and still is after my review.
In fact i have told Nat that it should be on the program at my funeral.
I have shared it here before but thought to re post it and recommit to it.


My Quest( my mission statement for life)

To view each day as a chance to learn from yesterday,
plan for tomorrow and act accordingly.
To be as Don Quixote and view life
as it should be and not as it is.
To see each person for what is inside,
not what they put out front.
To go to sleep at night with
the knowledge that my family and friends know
I love them unconditionally and
that I am proud they are part of my life.
To know that if I should die,
the words, actions
and thoughts of today could
stand as my monument.
To keep my word no matter what.
To be true to myself above all else.
To reward accomplishments
no matter how small or great they are.
To see the magic in every sunset
and enjoy it.
To show kindness
regardless of circumstance.
To be able to smile
no matter the complaints I may have.
To attempt the absurd!
(thus achieving the impossible from time to time.)
This is my Quest.

Almost Scripture

I am sitting here trying to figure out how to do my talk for Sunday. Not having much luck...On the TV is Les Mis 25th anniversary concert on PBS.
If ever there was music that rates to be classified as scripture it is Les Mis.

I love this show. While this version is not my 100% most favorite cast (The 10th year one is that) I still find it moving.
It is the dream of every person who puts pen to paper to have their work live on after them.

I don't really care if I ever get published (have to finish something long before that will happen)
I just want my children, grandchildren etc to have a glimpse of who I was and have their life touched by my simple act of putting pen to paper.

The Notebooks

 I have started to once more carry a notebook with me everywhere. I use the small ones pictured above for work and such.
This along with my blackberry works a lot like my old day planner

This also helps with spur of the moment ideas...had one yesterday for the ending line of a new poem

Also I have a larger book that I pack for more room and thoughts etc. You never know when the thought will strike so you must be prepared to jot it down or it will be lost

Old yet new thoughts

I was looking over some of my old thumb drives and files I had stored on several hard drives.
I found several "works" that I had started.
A few poems I will share. These were written about 3 years ago, just after we were able to get our wonderful Boo through the miracle of adoption.
This has forever change my life

4am Feeding



You grasp my finger
In your small hand
(Which is not like mine
Yet it fits.)


You hungrily latch
Your lips on tight,
(Lips not like mine
Yet I make them smile.)


You gurgle then
Grunt your special
Noises, (that I encourage)
Stopping mid gulp to


Open your eyes
(That I did not give you
Yet they reach
Into my soul.)

I hear one small
Word in my
Mind, that settles
In my heart.


This you give
to me.
Simply
Dad.

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Your body did not conceive me.

Yet your mind saw who I was.

I did not physically grow within you

But my soul started then

grew in your heart

It took longer for me to get here

Than you wanted

(We both had growing to do.)

I came when it was time.

I can not speak the words I want,

So I smile and hope you hear

These special words

That are just for you

“Hi MOM!”

Adoption Love moment #2



You have been in our
Prayers for over 3 years.
Hoping you would come.


We see your strength, your love
As you follow your heart.
Few can fully
understand your
Reasons,

Yet He knows
And is smiling


As you place
Your daughter
Into her mothers arms.




We hug, cry,
Melt into each other
The 3 of us

Forever bound
Together
Through the love
We have for
This small wiggling


Bundle.


This moment

Like our arms
Intertwining together
With the power of pure
Unselfish love.