Creative Writer Meets The World

Before I received the Oregon Health Plan Standard, which has given me access to not only regular doctor visits but gave me the ability to learn more about what was going on with my health and able to take care of it better than I was able to.   Even with insurance my asthma still seemed to decline getting worse in one aspect or another including violent asthma attacks, some that left me very sacred to the point of wondering if it would be the last, and others that I thought I would have to call the ambulance to take me to the ER, but thankfully God has gotten me through it all and put me in a place of constant comfort thanks to my husband.   Those attacks that I have had, even if I don’t have them that often, is one of the things that has worried me about getting a license and driving a car other than having to depend on my husband to take me everywhere on his hours, not that he ever would complain because he cares about taking care of his wife in whatever way he can. ...

Songs come onto the air, Reminding me of moments that we shared, Words that is so meaningful to me, Ones that you brought into my life, So much of my love of these words, Are because of the length of time you spent in my life, It’s been almost two months since we last spoke, I can still remember the conversation well, The feelings, The emotions, The tears that burned, As my husband held me, As I realized the end of almost fifteen years, Of a close friendship, Of a been through thick and thin, Through many differences of opinion, To everything that one can share in that sort of relationship, We shared all our ups and downs, We understood pain and health issues, We were each other’s anchors for so many years, Moments sometimes seem to go by slowly, And other times quicker than lightening, Distractions come at times to keep my mind off of the hurt, And other times it hurts more than anything else, I know that the emotions are still there...

Adversity was part of my language long before I knew what the meaning of the word was and dealing with hardships with difficulties was second to it.   Before I was even ever diagnosed with Asthma, Carpel Tunnel, Tendinitis, Hypothyroidism, Chronic Migraines, and mild Scoliosis I was born with a speech problem and a motor skill problem although it was not discovered until I was in Preschool, where those part of the program realized there were issues with my speech and my motor functions which started my journey of being a medical anomaly even though I would not understand until many years later.   In grade school I was put in special education due to the fine motor skill problem and the speech issues, going through a speech therapist during the process for the whole length of my grade school years, it was during those years I would know what adversity was even before knowing the word.   I was teased and bullied during grade school, due to me being in special education an...

Do not put my words in a box, Do not put my words into some stereotype, Words are meant to be shared positively, Words are meant to be shared in love and truth, Words are meant to be touching to one’s inner soul, And one’s heart, And one’s being, They do not need to fit some sort of standard, Let them just speak and flow the way they wish, All of us have our own inspirations, Some write the words in rhyme and meter, And some write the words free flowing and true, And some write novels of fantasy or action, And some write songs to those that need the inspiration, And some write something totally radical and different, And above all the rest, So don’t put one’s words in a box, Let them flow with their intent, May it always glorify and honor, May it remind people of better days and joy, May it remind people dreams and beauty, Throughout every moment of their lives, Do not put words in a box, Maybe they might not fit what you imagine, Or ...

Tulips are the symbol of love, Not just roses who can be a gesture of love, The very smell and depth of them, The beauty within each stem, Love, Depth of one’s emotions, Depth of one’s dreams, Depth of one’s forever, Until there is nothing else to be seen, They show the beauty when all is fleeting, They show the dreams when all is forgotten, They show the world to the possibilities, Of every portion that we forget, Or stop believing in, Or stop wondering in, Or forget about not seeing the truth, That is within each part of the world, Do we stop and wonder still? The beauty of the world around us, So many people with regrets, So many people with unhappiness, So many people with vagueness, Forgetting to stop to see, The symbols of love all around them, Love, The wonderful emotion that thinks of all things, Believes in all things, Finds hope in all things, So next time you see a tulip, In the beauty of nature, Remember the be...