Dear Diary Page 9…
Been a interesting venture down the path least traveled this week..a week of quotes… smile
Other than being busy dealing with life’s tasks and issues, met a young lady on the internet..as I am not one for labels, she used one of society’s labels and said “she was a transgender”.. I said “ah, a lady with a birth defect, I don’t see that would be a issue”…she was concerned about her destiny and I gave her a quote from Thoreau; “If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavours to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in the common hours.” As you think, so you shall be (from the internet)…anonymous, she ventured off to find her destiny….smile
Then the neighbor boy was concerned about his abilities in sports, mainly baseball and softball … whether he was good enough…I told him to do his best, be patient and determined and he will do fine, not everyone will be a superstar but you cannot have a superstar without a team behind him…. Reminded me of a quote from Michelangelo “The greatest danger for most of us is not that our aim is too high and we miss it, but that it is too low and we reach it.”
And finally as I ventured to the post office I encountered, and I use the term loosely, “gentleman” there ranting about how people that are “different”, be it gender, religion, etc will be the end of society… I promptly shared with him a quote by Samuel Clemens , A.K.A Mark Twain “ sometimes it is best for one to keep ones mouth shut and appear stupid, rather than open ones mouth and remove all doubt” and I left the conversation at that….smile
That being said, Diary, will leave with a poem I wrote to brighten things up a bit…. a laid back, quiet weekend planned, and venture on down that path least traveled with little Bree, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…
A Kipling I know I’m not
I know that from the start,
No eloquent words here, my love
Just words of love, from the heart.
Nothing cute or fancy…
No false charmers words here,
But words of undying love for you, my darling
From my heart, my very spirit…. my dear.
Couldn’t find the words for some time
Searched every book and song,
Until that wonderful precious day
That YOU, my love, came along.
Now that I have the words, beloved
What’s this ole country boy to do,
How will these arthritic hands, my love
Say those precious words to you.
It will have to be done right, you know
And I know I will find a way,
To say how much I Love You more
With every heartbeat, each and every day.
There will be no falsehoods or lies for you, dear one
No meaningless empty words, cute or clever,
For I would rather you love me for just one day
Than to hate this ole country boy forever.
(penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller, 7-12-2008)
To whom it may concern….