الأربعاء، 18 مارس 2009

Happy Mothers' Day

I am proud of her… very proud of her…

She shows kindness through her face.. her eyes.. her smile

She is always there no matter what…

She lifts me up in time of despair..

Hugs me when I am sick…

Swallows my pain…

Fills me with hope..

Holding me in her arms in joy and success..

Mom .. you made me what I am…

You created the hope in me..

You guarded my sanity..

You encouraged peace and love in me…

In you I find peace.. solace.. and quiet..

In you.. my ship comes to anchor..

In you.. my mind cools.. and go to sleep..

In you.. I can sleep at night dreaming of hope..

Mom.. you’re my flower..

Blooming every day…with different colours..

How did you get to be so wise?

How did you get to be so beautiful?

Where did you learn such tenderness?

Where did you learn to love me so much?

Where did you learn to pat my hair like this?

Where did you learn to send comforting vibes to my disturbed soul?

Happy Mother’s Day to my dear Mum,

Author of my personality:

Pleased, I hope, with what you read in me;

Pleased, I wish, with my being in life;

I know I haven't been an easy child,
But love for you lies underneath my whims;
There is no way I could be tame or mild:
I need sometimes to shout and wave my limbs.
You're the wall I need to test my height,
The countervailing force to test my strength,
The chain I hammer at with all my might,
Even though you have increased its length.
It's tough, I know, to be Mom.

I love you Mom..

Never loved anyone like that..

Never will love anyone like that…

Happy Mothers day..

No matter what I get you…

It will certainly be less than what you deserve…

الأربعاء، 11 مارس 2009

I miss you

I had this at 5:00am today... enjoy it...

I miss you in sunshine and rain

I miss you when I feel pain

I miss you when rainbow kicks in

I miss your strong hands holding me in joy and vain

I miss your sad eyes settling in on me

I miss your scent filling me in

I miss having your hand in mine

I miss u taking care of every thought in me

I miss u filling the house with your cooking

I miss patting your hair

I miss having you in charge

I miss my role model and darling

I miss our similarities

I miss your confidence

I miss you holding me with your eyes

I miss your gentleness, softness and love

I though time would heal the pain but it doesn’t… it becomes deeper… and all my trials to heal are in vain..

I miss you…

I love you…

الأربعاء، 4 مارس 2009

Remember Me

This is a very nice poem by Bonnie Fetch.. that describes a woman sick with Fibromyalgia... it says what i have in my heart and mind... enjoy...



When I sit and think
of how I used to be
I ask my husband,
"Do you remember me" ?
we used to laugh alot,
we used to run and play
and fall into
each others arms at the end of the day

Now you come home,
find me in our bed
blankets tight around me
pillows under my head
the house is a mess
, supper not fixed
i thought I could do it
but my plans got nixed

I try to explain to you
just how I feel
that I am NOT Lazy
that my Pain is Real

You look at me
with those beautiful eyes
and say "be back later"
and go have a beer with the guys

so I just lay there
feeling lost and alone
remote in one hand
the other the phone

Tomorrow is a new day
i think to myself
maybe i will find a way
to get my life off this shelf
I will get up and shower
and go make my bed
and pray that the fog stays
out of my head

I will shake out the rugs
and vacuum the floor
and with a deep breath
I will head out the door

I am going in search of
finding out where I went
and I come back home
with my energy spent

I Pray that I have found
the right words to say
so you will fall into bed with me
at the end of this day

I miss you so much
your laughter, your fun
I miss being outside
with you under the sun

I miss the quiet moments
and the long talks
I miss holding your hand
when we go for long walks

I want you to know
I understand how you feel
I do not LOOK sick
so how can this be REAL ?

Plz understand
I do not want this in our life
I want to be your Friend
your Lover, your wife

Remember who I was
before this came along
I was in love with life
and I danced to lifes song

Just have patients
and remember where love lives
I will be right here
giveing all I can give

but if you decide
you can take it no more
remember one thing
as you walk out the door
I love you enough
to be here for you
or let you go
If thats what you decide to do...

Bonnie Fetch

Sorry am Sick

i wanted to write what I feel about my life..

I appreciate people in my life.. my entourage that are making life much much easier and very enjoyable… I appreciate my pet.. that sometimes give me joy …….

To all my loved ones, I am sorry I am sick… I know that I did not chose it but may be I chose the way I lived my life that resulted in this… I am sorry once again..

I wanted to tell you that I appreciate your patience in dealing with my flares, tantrums, depression periods and my long lonely nights… I know I can be difficult and not always loving! But I assure you that I love you all so much and I cannot help it honestly…

I have mourned my previous life.. the energy that I used to have… the strength to live life and have injuries without stopping my heart beats from pain… I never suffered from forgetfulness… I once could concentrate hard and get excellent results…

Alas… no use crying over spilt milk… I experienced the process from shock to anger, to depression and finally acceptance. Grief IS a process that takes time…I am adapting to my new reality and trying to make the best out of it… and as one of my support group said.. try to do your best in each day.. that should be good enough..

I have come a long way…. I don’t know what will the future hold for me.. .. except that in advance I am sorry if I hurt you.. nagged you or screamed at you … I love you all…