Goodnight Moon

Dear Mr. Moon,

It has been sometime since we have spoken. It has been sometime since I felt the need to whisper my thoughts to the quiet of the night. Here I am unable to sleep, and the rain does not help, it does not lull me to a place of peacefulness. It does not clear my mind tonight.

Maybe it is the stress of moving, although a relatively easy move, it is never easy for me to pick up and go regardless. I will not miss this house, as much as I loved it, just as he said, it never really fit me. Too spacious and cold. Many wonderful memories will leave with me, but that is it. I will not miss the house. I am looking forward to my new place, Keep and I are going to be happy there I am sure. Now if I can just get through this month. I am ahead of the game in packing. That feels pretty good. Most of the furniture has been sold. Not much to move to the new place.
But the moment I think about it, anxiety takes over, I feel as though I can not breathe. Sleepless nights, and scattered thoughts. I cant even find peace beneath the peaked roof.

I wonder what it is I am doing in my life? I wonder if what I have is really worth the effort. How can I stand in a room with those I love and feel so alone. Am I missing something? What is it? Where is it? Please don't get me wrong Mr. Moon, I am not unhappy, just not content. So many things I want in my life, yet they always seem to be 2 feet out of reach. I look around me and wonder when and where it will be for me. Life is passing by and yet I feel as though I am standing still. I'm not asking for a fairy tale, I'm asking for the real thing. Is it asking too much?

I wonder if she knows I miss her being around, and I worry about her all the time. I am sad at what happened, and I understand her need to spread her wings. I hope everyday that she is making good choices. I hope that she will not wait to make her life happen, that she will realize that time passes very quickly, and it does not wait for you. I hope she knows that I love her more than life.

I am listening to a song that makes me think of a journey I once took. I can't help but think of that bus ride with a mixture of emotions still. How did I allow it to happen, how did I not stop it even though I knew all that I knew. Sometimes when I can not sleep I wonder if what happened bothers him. And then I think Probably not. Why does that journey still enter my mind? Will I ever be able to look back on it as if I am looking at a post card rather than an entire photo album I photographed myself?

Oh Mr. Moon.....

You are so silent tonight, more so than usual. I wonder what you would say if you could answer. If you could look into my mind and see my thoughts, what would you say? Would you tell me to relax? Would you tell me that I need to let go to find what I really want? To be patient. Would you tell me the journey was worth something because I learned things about myself I didn't know? Would you tell me that this move is worth it, that the anxiety will pass, that the change is a good one? Would you tell me to hold on, the small things aren't all that important? Would you remind me of the laughter, would you remind me of the pain? Would you say to me that she knows, that she is aware of the love I have for her? Would you tell me the images will soon fade to mere memories? Would you tell me that there are those around that love me dearly and sometimes that's enough? Do I even really need you to answer?

Goodnight Moon.

Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight? Looked in his eyes, felt the heat of his touch? Listened as his words moved over you, springing to life all of your senses? I have, in fact I am surprised that I made it out in one piece. A journey of discovery that lead me down a path I never thought I would go. A man full of tales and a woman eager to believe them. I think less and less of it all now, I don't know that I will ever fully understand the motives, or the reasons, I haven't stopped trying to figure it out, I hope one day I will move past it and let it go. That day however is not today.
The words haunt me, the many beautiful words spoken and written. They creep into my thoughts when i least expect it, when I am drifting off to sleep, when I have a quiet moment to myself, sometimes even in the chaos I can hear them. I try to push them out, to remind myself untrue words they are, spoken not only to me but to another as well. It doesn't always work. Sometimes they grab a hold of me and take my breath away, only this time it is more like I am choking.
I can't help but question myself and the validity of the things said, was every letter formed to nothing but lies? Were the words spoken to more than just me? Letters given to not one but two? Recycled and reused for a purpose I cant begin to understand.
Was I so blinded as to not see what was right in front of me, unable to see what others saw clear as day?
The devil is powerful that I am certain of, the ability to grab hold and weave a web that encircles you and won't let go.
But I am free now, free from the grip of destruction, free from the lies, free from the journey that set me down a path I had no business being on.

Singing......

I’m taking scissors to all of the pictures of us
I’m cutting you out but it won’t be enough
It’s never enough
You’re still walking through my memories
I’ll never solve this mystery
I lie awake with echoes and whispers of you
I’m still haunted by you

And I can’t let you go if you’ve already gone
Can’t bring you life, it’s been way too long
Can’t move on, just can’t stop...
With the ghost of you in my heart

I see your face, I keep hearing your voice
Holding my breath and remembering every choice
I made a choice
Now you’ve taken all the life from me
Living ancient history
I lie awake with echoes and whispers of you
I’m still haunted by you

And I can’t let you go if you’ve already gone
Can’t bring you life, it’s been way too long
Can’t move on, just can’t stop...
With the ghost of you

The walls are closing in, I...
Just want this to end, I...
Thought you would leave me by now
But here you are again

I’m taking scissors to all of the pictures of us
I’m cutting you out but it won’t be enough
It’s never enough

I can’t let you go if you’ve already gone
Can’t bring you life, it’s been way too long
Can’t move on, just can’t stop...
No, I can’t let you go if you’ve already gone
Can’t bring you life, it’s been way too long
I Can’t move on, just can’t stop...
With the ghost of you in my heart.

Make it stop!

Most of the time I don't mind being single, today is not one of those days. Today is one of those days I wish I had a significant other, someone I could confide in. Someone I can discuss the things that are weighing heavy on my mind. Someone I can lay my head upon his shoulder and work together to find solutions to the things that I am unsure about. I have many wonderful friends that I know would be more than happy to hear my thoughts and offer advice, and I am thankful for them, but today I want more than that. Today I want someone stronger than me, someone who can listen and help me to know what to do. Someone who can carry me once in awhile. Not all the time, as I am capable of doing that myself, but once in awhile it would be nice to have someone to lean on.

Maybe it is the weather that has me all melancholy, maybe it is the many things that weigh on my mind that make me need someone stronger than myself. Whatever it is, It makes me frustrated at where I am in my life. I know there is a reason for everything that happens, and there is a reason why I am single still. I at least hope so, heck maybe that reason is just me.

Anyway... I am in a weird mood today, I can't seem to shake it. I apologize to those who's emails are being flooded with my thoughts this week. I know I am blogging more than usual. I can't seem to shut my mind of for one second. I can't get a grasp on it all. So many different directions, so many things that require attention from me. So many decisions to make. UGH! For Sure!! I have no idea what steps to take, what direction to go.

So I guess the best thing to do is to take one thing at a time and just work through it, knowing whatever decisions I make will be my own, and that's the best I can do.

Seeing a little more clearly

Last night as I was driving home I was thinking about events in my life, some recent, some not so recent. I thought about words spoken, and the words that aren't. I thought about the actions of those in my life and the contradiction to the words they speak. I let drift through my mind all the things that I questioned quietly. I let run through my mind all the things I already know. I mixed it with the things I shouldn't know but do. and finally, somewhere halfway home I came to a conclusion. I realized something that maybe I hadn't already realized. Something I had over looked, something I maybe chose to ignore. I saw the truth. Beneath all the other things, I saw it for what it was. The undeniable truth. Now I wasn't shocked, or surprised. I think I kind of already knew. I think it was there all along waiting for me to discover it. I am quite certain I just tried to look away, to not see it. but when it is staring you in the face you have no choice but to take notice and see it for what it is. The rest of the trip home I tried to decide what to do with it. I tried to decide how I would let it affect me. Would it change my out look on this journey? I believed it would. Would it change the bus ride I had embarked upon? I think it already had. Today would be a testament to that. I would not have been open to today had something not changed within me. So how will it set my path? How will it determine my steps? I can not answer that question. I do not know for sure. I only know that the more my eyes are opened, the more clearly I see.

History Starts Now

Today was an interesting day, I saw new life and a life that never had a chance. When I got into the truck, the song above was playing, and it got me to thinking, what kind of world do I want? Life is so short, life is so precious, we have no idea when it will be gone. I look around and I wonder if where I am is exactly where I should be. Shouldn't I be making some grand plans, or embarking on the rest of my life. Why am I just trying to figure things out? Why am I stuck in the what should I do now mode? The what kind of world do you want? Why am I asking myself this question? Asking and not doing.

So lets think about it, what kind of world do I want? If I could think anything, have anything what would it be? Would it be to have an endless supply of money? Would it be to travel the world? Would it be to have a mansion and fancy cars? What would it be? If I could imagine anything what would I imagine?

I don't think it would be any of those. I think if I were going to truly be honest with myself, and with what kind of world I wanted I would have to admit that being with just me isn't all it's cracked up to be, and I know that I would rather be just me than to be with someone I wasn't happy with. But I think if I were going to imagine my world, it would be a world filled with someone who knew me, who understood what I needed, but could meet those needs, someone who could bring laughter to my world, who could accept me for the random thinking person I am, and most important of all someone who could not only love me, but let me love them in return. Unconditionally, without a doubt and forever.

Is all that asking too much? Is all that a world that can't exist? Is all that just some fantasy world that is just beyond my reach?Should I be careful of what I ask for? If I am building my own masterpiece, then why not? Why can't I have exactly what I wish for? History starts now.....

Don't you just want to find someone
that feels this way about you.....


You cool your bed-warm hands
down on the broken radiator,
And when you lay them freezing on me,
I mumble "can you wake me later?"
But I don't really want you to stop
and you know it so it doesn't stop you
And run your hands from my neck to my chest

Crack the shutters open wide,
I wanna bathe you in the light of day
And just watch you as the rays
tangle up around your face and body
I could sit for hours finding new
ways to be awed each minute
Cuz' the daylight seems to want you
just as much as I want you

It's been minutes, it's been days,
it's been all I will remember
Happy lost in your hair
and the cold side of the pillow
Your hills and valleys are
 mapped by my intrepid fingers
And in a naked slumber,
 I dream all this again

Crack the shutters open wide,
I wanna bathe you in the light of day
And just watch you as the rays
tangle up around your face and body
I could sit for hours finding
new ways to be awed each minute
Cuz' the daylight seems to want you
 just as much as I want you

just a little rambling

Today is the perfect day to have a sundae on a Sunday. Sometimes a day like today needs to have a little vanilla ice cream and a bit of hot fudge. I am sitting, wasting time while waiting for my keep to have practice. I didn't see the point of going home after work only to have to return, so here I sit, relaxing, enjoying a little sweet treat!

I am pretty tired today, and I have a terrible headache. it has been a busy weekend, but an enjoyable one. Non stop from Friday to tonight. I did make it up to see Marcos last night. We had a good time, I left kind of early as I wanted to drive home. I was falling asleep almost home though, I probably should have just stayed, but I had to work today, so I guess it was good I came home.

Sometimes it is nice to crawl into your own bed after a long day, even if it was a fun day. Although I often think I'd like to have someone there I could snuggle up with on a regular basis, but I guess that isn't the plan for my life at the moment. I am not exactly sure what the plan is for my life, I guess I just wake up everyday, go through the day and what happens happens. Not exactly where I thought I'd be at this point in my life, but here I am. I guess there is no point in focusing on what I don't have, not going to bring into my life any faster. I am thankful for those that are a part of my life.

I can't believe September is here already. My youngest is turning 13. and next thing you know it will be Christmas. I cant believe all the things that have happened this past year. A year of discoveries for sure. Of course that is a whole other blog for a different day.

Well I am finished with my sundae and ready to be finished with my Sunday. I am off to practice.

Hello Moon

Well Hello There Mr. Moon,

Long time no see. It has been weeks since I was up so late conversing with you. Why oh why can I not find peace in my mind tonight to drift off into dreamland? Why can't i clear the clutter long enough to close my eyes and sleep?

Maybe it is the recent development in my home. The news that came tonight. The uncertainty of what my next step will be. What are the options, what are the choices?

Maybe it is the news I am waiting for, the lingering thought on what it will bring with it.

Maybe it is the goings on at work, the frustrations and the amount of work needed to be done by 2 that will be completed by 1.

Maybe it is all that and a little more. Whatever it is, it is keeping Mr. Sandman away. I am not able to sleep, I can't even close my eyes. No peaked roof or thunndering rain can bring peace enough for me to drift off. So here I am, talking to you Mr. Moon, as if you could answer back. I wonder what you would tell me if you could.

Wondering to the man on the moon...

Dear Mr. Moon,

I wonder if you have ever known the pain of watching your child battle within. To know that you can not help her, to know that she is just outside your reach. I wonder if you know the heartache of the words hurled at you, of the look that is given you. I wonder if you know the feeling of watching the one you love more than life itself slip from your fingertips, the helpless feeling that there is nothing there to grab onto to keep her from going.

I wonder if you know what it feels like to not know, to wait for answers. I wonder if you know what it is like to wonder if you are truly able to handle anything that may come your way. To wonder if you are strong enough to face whatever answer you may be given. To be strong not only yourself but for those around you. I wonder if you know what it is like to be afraid.

I wonder if you know what it is like to be uncertain. To know what you want and to not be sure you can attain it. To exist in a world that is unfamiliar. I wonder if you could be sure enough to reach for more, or would you settle for less? I wonder if you could, would you stay on the journey, or would you seek a different destination? I wonder if you knew all the answers and you could, would you tell me? If you could quiet my mind, heal my heart and give me strength, would you?

Good Night Moon.

Old Friends and New Numbers

What a long week, I was happy to see Friday arrive. A few days off will be nice. I am looking forward to the plans I have made for the entire weekend. It should be interesting indeed. A blog for another day I am sure.

I ran into an old friend today at the bank. Ok maybe not so much an old friend as in a guy I used to date a long time ago. He was a nice guy, and well that was probably his downfall. Poor guy. And it didn't help that he was also during the Rob era and well, anyone I met then met with the same fate, one date and never to be called again. A casualty of a time when I wished I knew now what I knew then. This guy however had actually made it to 3 dates before he was sadly removed from my social calender. I had a bit of a wait at the bank and enjoyed a lovely conversation, he said he had wondered why I kept saying no to his requests for another date, then he said he had seen Rob and I out one night, and he figured that was the reason. Oh that era of my life, and the lessons I have learned from it. Imagine what my life would be like now had I not gone down that road. Then again, I would not have a few of the friends that I have now had I not. I guess everything is an exchange for something else.

So we stood there and talked for about 30 min, his daughter is now 16 and we shared driving stories. It was casual conversation, no awkwardness, and it was easy. He said he had seen me a few times downtown recently, but hadn't said anything. He figured I was probably married and blissfully happy by now. I held up my left hand. :) He asked if I wanted to grab lunch sometime, and quickly wrote down his number on a deposit slip told me to give him a call and then walked out as I walked up to the teller.

So what do I do with that? My thoughts immediately went to Bond. I haven't really dated anyone since he has been in the picture. I am not very good at dating multiple people. And my feelings for Bond keep me from really dating anyone else. I did a long time ago, but I would then compare to the way I felt when I was with him, and if it didn't compare, they didn't get a second date. Isn't that absolutely insane? How can a man have that much power? Oh I know, because I allow it. What is wrong with me? Crazy girl!! :)

So here the phone number sits in my purse, I did not put it into my phone, I did not say yes I would call him. What do I do with it? I know what I would like to have with Bond, and I don't know that it will ever be possible. Do I need to stop the bus, get off and look for someone that will be able to some day (not today or tomorrow) be able to give me all the things I need? Do I hold out hope there will be some magical, change of behavior and feelings? What to do? What to do?

Well I better get going, I am having dinner with Mr. Bond this evening, and I must get in the shower and get ready.

Can tomorrow hurry and get here. I am headed up to have some "Marcos" therapy tomorrow, an afternoon in Midtown, Italian food for dinner and Ricks for dessert. There is nothing like a little "Hollie and Marcos" to distract me from the past few weeks. Then we are off to Minneapolis for a work thing. I even had to pack the "alley" dress for a dinner we are going to on Tuesday night, I haven't been to a summer meeting in a few years, I can not wait to see everyone. And how F.A.G is it that "Marcos" and I are going together. Fun times for sure!

I bought tickets today to a Shinedown/Sick Puppies concert. I am super excited. Aeri and I will be going together. I hadn't heard of the other two bands that are going to be there, so I checked them out on I tunes and ended up buying their albums. I love love love new music. Maybe you have heard of them, Cavo and Adelitas Way. Good Stuff. If not, check them out.

Other than that, playing a waiting game on some news, still praying to Baby Jesus for a miracle and getting geared up for holiday. Isn't funny that most people don't think about Christmas until December, and I start thinking about in July. It is such a crazy time for me at work, last year I worked so many long days and days and days in row. I had considered putting a bed in the studio so I could sleep there. Although I think this year will be different, new studio, fantastic staff, and the best support system a girl could ask for.

Well I am off to cook dinner, finish packing, and get Snooken's ready to go to her dads for the week

just a bit of nothing

Well what a week it has been. I will say a bit quieter and less chaotic than the week before. I am thankful for that for sure, although I am a firm believer in what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger. I have spent the better part of the week trying to refocus and make some pretty important decisions based on the happenings from the week before. Decisions that will bring change to your life are never easy ones to make. Especially when it is every area of your life that needs change.
I also found a new spot to blog. It is actually a blogging community, kind of cool. I moved parts of this blog over there and I have to say that I kind of like the new place. It is quite a bit different than here, and I already have a list of friends and have chatted with some pretty cool people. I don't think I will delete this blog, over the last 9 months it has given me a place to release all those random thoughts that are roaming around chaotically in my mind. It's familiar and I am sure I will still post here.
So this week something happened, and I know I am not going crazy, and I know what I saw on sunday and what I didn't see on friday. I know I haven't lost my mind. But now I don't know what to do with it. An explanation was given, but I know what I saw. But it caused a reaction in me I wasn't quite prepared for. Something happened yesterday that I thought would never happen. I saw the situation and the people involved in a new light. I took off the rose colored glasses and really looked at everything from start to finish. boy, did I see things completely different, including myself.
So now where do I go from here, what decisions are the right ones to make? Who am I kidding, I know me... and I know the decisions were already made for me.

A Mental Checklist

I don't want to be lied to

I like honesty and trust

I don't want to move in with anyone anytime soon

I like my own space

I don't want to get married today or tomorrow

I like taking time to get to know someone

I don't want to be someone's dirty little secret

I like being able to be apart of someone's world

I don't want to be told what you think I want to hear

I like reality better than fantasy

I don't want to be alone for the rest of my life

I like the idea of sharing my life with someone someday

I don't like the unknown

I like to have an idea of what is actually happening

I don't like feeling unsettled and unsure

I like comfort and security

I don't like sleepless nights

I like curling up and drifting off peacefully

I don't like circling around the question

I like direct answers I can understand

I don't want to know everything

I like a little bit of mystery

I don't want to miss out on something great

How do you tell the truth...when you know they are telling lies

How do you come out and tell someone you know they have been lying to you, especially when you shouldn't know about the truth? How do you tell them you are aware of the dishonesty when they have no idea you know the facts? Maybe you stumbled across the truth unintentionally, found it when you weren't looking. Maybe someone else led you to it, maybe it was them that led you to it. Maybe you just happen to be at the right place at the right time to see it for yourself. Doesn't matter how you got to it, the fact is you know.
Do you have a right to confront the untruth based on the new found facts? How do you even bring it up? If the lies are trivial does it really matter? Little white lies. Or is the fact that the little white lies exist make you wonder what bigger untruths there are. Do you begin to question everything that is said from that point on, try to distinguish whats real and whats not?
And why lie about anything? Do I need to look within myself and see what would make a person lie to me? What need was there to automatically be dishonest? Am I that irrational and easily angered that one would need to give untruths rather than truths?
Now I am not saying that I haven't told a lie or two in my time, but it has been to protect someone, it did not cause any harm, nor was it for the purpose of deceiving someone. I am not saying that makes it right, I am merely suggesting there may be a difference.
Now I am not talking about kids being kids, I am speaking about adults. Grown adults that know the difference, who make a conscious effort to be deceitful.
So what to do, what to do.... that is where I am right now.