Musing Mind of Wanderingdeerpoet

Man, holds the strings Woman, inspired to sing Children, the music notes they bear Family, the symphony, however discordant, with the world is shared.

Life disarms in an instant of time Life changes on the flip of a dime Just like that (snap!) everything flips upside down Your driving, then hurdling Comes the smashing sound! Children are precious commodities treasures impossible to measure I could not count the cost of mine I am grateful I am thankful I am shocked That they are fine- Cell phones And unknowns (fools that don't know how to drive!) Forgetting to look A blind spot you don't see So many things that change like that (snap!) And my, the thoughts of what could be! Life, my son, disarms!

    So yesterday one of those things we go around being so sure will   never happen to us decided to pay me a reality check.     My husband and our 3 sons were happily skipping across town to meet up with our friends (yes! I do have those out side the internet!!) to see the new Batman/Superman movie. Not my first choice but tell that to a majority vote of teenage boys!     Everybody was psyched, anticipation was building! (even if I was mostly excited about the nachos with extra jalapenos) Then out of the left turn lane, BAM !     Here comes a genius who wanted to turn left across two lanes without looking. She turned fast, we braked fast, my 9 year old freaked out fast! You can't have yourself a good old fashioned ruin your day kind of head-on collision without some fierce crying from the back seat!!     The best part? Every parent (and I say every parent to make myself feel better...

Life's a bumpy ride Don't fall off on the way there- Dig those heels right in!! ~ "Bumpy Ride" a haiku

Do you ever find yourself wondering, "Have I completely failed or is this how its supposed to be?" It's like when my son asks me, "What did you want to be when you grew up?" I say, "I wanted to be a writer and have my own home with my own family and my own life and I've got all that." Then I smile. A reassuring smile. (More reassuring to him than to me!) So he says something like, "Really? That's it?" Then he walks away, shaking his head at how boring his mom is, leaving me wondering, 'How boring am I?' and 'Why does he ask me that like my whole life is over already?' This leaves me to think about my age. I'm going to be 36 this year. My father-in-law tells me I'm middle aged. My mom says I should be thankful that I'm 35 and not 65 (like her). And my husband's answer to just about everything is, "Baby-doll you're perfect." The question is: Am I perfectly happy? Perfectly disappointed...

Make enough noise to be heard! #sixwords