The Lonely Wanderer

Following the stars,
his dreams reach ever higher,
roving, wandering,
dreading the settle.
Some secret past -
stuff of legend or forgotten life?
Ghosts of old enemies,
faces of lost loves,
the dark of the night
and memory of the day
haunt his every move.
He embraces the party,
takes challenge and adventure,
trouble is his shadow,
danger seems his middle name.
Intellectual yet restless
charming yet solitary.
Inside he burns.
What are you trying to forget
poor wandering soul?
He is never lost,
knows how to get out of every pinch.
A mystery to the ladies,
he still manages to fall in love time and again.
But time is not kind.
It steals all he holds dear.
So he moves on,
searching for one more star.
One more moment in time.
One more new memory to be made.
Some of us pity him.
Some of us admire him.
How could he be so different?
Is that the magic?
Is that the wonder?
Who is he?
This lonely wanderer?
In the end
he is me,
he is you.
Every life lost at heart.
Searching for the voice that calls us Home.
He is every wandering soul.
He is every friendless child,
single mother
crying father
prodigal son
heartbroken daughter.
What shall be said to them?
Oh Humanity.
What does your Lover?
The ancient song goes on.
     Come ye sinner
     I take you as you are.
     I'll forgive you
     and be your home.
     Come lonely wanderer.
Come. 

Once Within A December

"Living life
Working hard
Things I'll always remember.
Vacation time
Far away
Once within a December..."

Winter wonderland at work, or palm trees of the Caribbean.
Icy rain or sunlit sky.
Thick frosty gloves, or a gentle tan.
Fur lined hood, or a wrap concealing a swimsuit.
Clunky boots, or bare feet on the beach.
Frostbitten nose, or laughter from the sea lion show.
Christmas carols, or - well, I couldn't escape from those.
Serving others, or being served.
Scraping windshields, or learning the Tango.
Selling meringue, or dancing Merengue.
Asking method of payment, or asking for a No-jito.
Drinking hot coco, or eating exotic fruits (and watermelon).
Helping customers, or playing trivia and bingo.
Curling up under blankets, or stretching out in a hammock.

"I simply remember my favorite things..."

Both choices are fun for me.
I enjoy vacation. I enjoy my work.
Life is what it is. Take it and run with it.

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

Giving Thanks

     On a day where most people think about family reunions and eating way too much dinner, I'm sitting at home thinking about all the things I have to thanks-give for.

     I have a big home and lots of stuff - a big TV, a computer or laptop in nearly every room, several game consoles, a wall covered in DVD's and Xbox games, craft stuff spread throughout my room, enough books to make a small library, and drawers and drawers of good clothes. I have a great family - a dad I respect and trust, a mom I look up to and admire, a brother that still seeks my help and keeps me strong and on my toes. No sisters, but I make up for that by surrounding myself with fantastic coworkers and friends. I love an amazing Christian man (he may or may not love me back but you know, if I knew he loved me I might fall into the temptation of calling my life just short of perfection). I live in a pretty decent neighborhood. I love my job and the places I work. I have plenty of delicious food (too much occasionally) every day. I have pets that entertain me. I have time to make and create and write.

     Yes, I don't just have a good life. Even if you were to take it all away and force me to start all over again, I would still call myself one of the most blessed of people on Earth.

     Why?
     Because given me are riches far beyond anything on Earth that cannot be taken from me.
     Because given me is a Forgiveness and a Healing from my mistakes, stupid moments, and outright pain and lies I intentionally inflicted on others.
     Because given me is a Love greater than all the love my friends and family can give me combined.

     I will give thanks to Jesus Christ for all the blessings in my life until its end.