The majority of us lead quiet, unheralded lives as we pass through this world. There will most likely be no ticker-tape parades for us, no monuments created in our honor. But that does not lessen our possible impact, for there are scores of people waiting for someone just like us to come along; people who will appreciate our compassion, our unique talents. Someone who will live a happier life merely because we took the time to share what we had to give. Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have a potential to turn a life around. It's overwhelming to consider the continuous opportunities there are to make our love felt.
~Leo Buscaglia
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Sunday, February 19, 2012
moments in Rockmart
...I banged around under the hood of my truck for a good five hours so I had to go test drive it to make sure it was still working...well...let me just say I didn't fix the problem but I have new spark plugs, an ignition coil and spark plug wires...i know i know...it was so fucking butch and sexy i couldn't stand mydamnself afterwards...anyway, on my test drive I decided to go through "downtown" Rockmart...
let me preface this by saying I live in the "city" of Rockmart on the edge of "downtown"...this town isn't bigger than a wad of God's spit but I like it...small, quiet, and brimming with fantastic country characters for these little snippets of life in Rockmart....the ethnic diversity is pretty awesome...however, there aren't big cultural events for us diverse peeps...i'll go into descriptions of Rockmart in a later section...
...ok...back to driving through "downtown"...across the railroad tracks, we have tennis courts and a mini skatepark...usually the courts are empty...however, today I got to see a first in my lifetime...something I had to share because I'm sure it only happens in small towns...there are two courts and I'm not sure how many people were on them...I just noticed one at the time...a male...swinging wildly at a ball...but that's not what caught my attention...it was his attire...not typically what one would wear to play tennis...I know the build up may let you down but it's fantastic if you can picture it...the gentleman was wearing denim Liberty overalls with a plaid long sleeve button up and possibly some sneakers that have seen better days...I stared in amusement the whole 30 seconds it took for me to drive by...there were numerous giggles from me...as i started to pass the courts I looked to the other side of the net at his playing partner...then a big "awwww" escaped me...I'm sure it was his daughter maybe 10-12ish...dressed appropriately for tennis...smacking the ball easily while her overall clad pops struggled...a sweet moment I'm sure she'll always remember as "the time when daddy took me to play tennis in his overalls"...a little quality father-daughter time and entertainment for me...love small town country life....
let me preface this by saying I live in the "city" of Rockmart on the edge of "downtown"...this town isn't bigger than a wad of God's spit but I like it...small, quiet, and brimming with fantastic country characters for these little snippets of life in Rockmart....the ethnic diversity is pretty awesome...however, there aren't big cultural events for us diverse peeps...i'll go into descriptions of Rockmart in a later section...
...ok...back to driving through "downtown"...across the railroad tracks, we have tennis courts and a mini skatepark...usually the courts are empty...however, today I got to see a first in my lifetime...something I had to share because I'm sure it only happens in small towns...there are two courts and I'm not sure how many people were on them...I just noticed one at the time...a male...swinging wildly at a ball...but that's not what caught my attention...it was his attire...not typically what one would wear to play tennis...I know the build up may let you down but it's fantastic if you can picture it...the gentleman was wearing denim Liberty overalls with a plaid long sleeve button up and possibly some sneakers that have seen better days...I stared in amusement the whole 30 seconds it took for me to drive by...there were numerous giggles from me...as i started to pass the courts I looked to the other side of the net at his playing partner...then a big "awwww" escaped me...I'm sure it was his daughter maybe 10-12ish...dressed appropriately for tennis...smacking the ball easily while her overall clad pops struggled...a sweet moment I'm sure she'll always remember as "the time when daddy took me to play tennis in his overalls"...a little quality father-daughter time and entertainment for me...love small town country life....
Monday, February 13, 2012
...everyday...
...laugh...
...find a reason to smile...
...allow yourself that little love beam sparkle to enrapture you...
...keep focused but don't forget to make time for those who are important...
...live in the present and make it so beautiful it will be worth remembering...
...hope...
...show kindness...
...be compassionate...
...be a better version of who you were yesterday...
...find a reason to smile...
...allow yourself that little love beam sparkle to enrapture you...
...keep focused but don't forget to make time for those who are important...
...live in the present and make it so beautiful it will be worth remembering...
...hope...
...show kindness...
...be compassionate...
...be a better version of who you were yesterday...
Sunday, February 12, 2012
...that blissful oblivion...
...for those of us who have struggled through it...for those fortunate few who have survived it...recovery is not an easy road...12 years in and I'm still recovering...thinking how easy it would be to just melt away into that beautiful oblivion...but I don't...just like many of us in recovery...us survivors...I've found a million more beautiful entities in this world than the brief respite that eventually consumes everything...always always going deeper into what we think is sweetness and trying to stay longer...sometimes this escape we are always searching for keeps us pushed down and holds us down...in those dark moments for me I always saw pieces of my future...I was always trying to go into the blackness to see what else I could find...the further I went the longer I was gone...the longer I was gone the more of me I left behind...it's not easy to face yourself in the mirror...you're not there...there is only a twinkle of who we once were...we convince ourselves we are fine...we are great...noone notices...but everyone does...
whatever form the enabler is...a person, a pill, a powder, a liquid, a feeling...it's not the problem...we are...it never holds on to us...we want to hold on to it...we can't push it away...that thing is always there...we want to keep it close...we want to get away from it...we fight...we struggle...we give in...we lose ourselves a little more...we are broken...then for some of us...for those of us that hear it...for those of us that listen to it...for those of us who want to be free from the person we've become...there is a voice...an image...something that says...you don't need to do this anymore...let it go...for some of us it's a true second chance to make ourselves right...to make love and life better for those we've hurt along our self-absorbed destruction...it's a time to rebuild...trust...love...happiness...mostly ourselves...we aren't the same person we were before or during...we only hope to become better...there's more for us to do in this world...
for others...the sadness...the pain...it's done...they have found their peace...they leave us behind to question everything...to miss them...to be angry with them...to go through life without them...without their laugh...their smile...without everything that is them except the memories...it's not easy...yet we find a million sweet things in life to keep us moving forward...
I still struggle...but I know what I'm capable of...I know what's important in life and that's the sweetness I want to hold onto...that blissful oblivion that I knew years ago is still important to me...it helps me remember where I was and what it took for me to get where I am today...it's not easy...but I do it because this life is beautiful and I want to do my best with this true second chance I've been given...i owe it to that imagine...to my family...to my friends...most importantly to me...
it's not easy for anyone...everyone has a vice...we choose how we want to fight...there is always a struggle...always a sadness...and always a peacefulness...the best we can do is recognize someone struggling...lay it all on the line...say I love you...say I'm here for you...say I want you here for me...this we can do...it's not going to be easy...in the end the rewards are amazing...even for those that are gone too soon...
whatever form the enabler is...a person, a pill, a powder, a liquid, a feeling...it's not the problem...we are...it never holds on to us...we want to hold on to it...we can't push it away...that thing is always there...we want to keep it close...we want to get away from it...we fight...we struggle...we give in...we lose ourselves a little more...we are broken...then for some of us...for those of us that hear it...for those of us that listen to it...for those of us who want to be free from the person we've become...there is a voice...an image...something that says...you don't need to do this anymore...let it go...for some of us it's a true second chance to make ourselves right...to make love and life better for those we've hurt along our self-absorbed destruction...it's a time to rebuild...trust...love...happiness...mostly ourselves...we aren't the same person we were before or during...we only hope to become better...there's more for us to do in this world...
for others...the sadness...the pain...it's done...they have found their peace...they leave us behind to question everything...to miss them...to be angry with them...to go through life without them...without their laugh...their smile...without everything that is them except the memories...it's not easy...yet we find a million sweet things in life to keep us moving forward...
I still struggle...but I know what I'm capable of...I know what's important in life and that's the sweetness I want to hold onto...that blissful oblivion that I knew years ago is still important to me...it helps me remember where I was and what it took for me to get where I am today...it's not easy...but I do it because this life is beautiful and I want to do my best with this true second chance I've been given...i owe it to that imagine...to my family...to my friends...most importantly to me...
it's not easy for anyone...everyone has a vice...we choose how we want to fight...there is always a struggle...always a sadness...and always a peacefulness...the best we can do is recognize someone struggling...lay it all on the line...say I love you...say I'm here for you...say I want you here for me...this we can do...it's not going to be easy...in the end the rewards are amazing...even for those that are gone too soon...
Friday, February 3, 2012
Thursday, February 2, 2012
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