Déardaoin, Meán Fómhair 28, 2006


I don't make a big deal out of it because...I just don't.
Right now I just want some sleep, but in the morning I'll go to work, then I'll have practices and then I'll probably sleep. It's not a big day, but it is one more year. One more year of experience. One more year of knowledge. On more year of things left undone. One more year of things never forgotten. One more year of travel. One more year of hope. One more year of seeing where God has placed me. One more year of moving forward. One more year alone. One more year full of friends new and old. One more year of encouragement. One more year. I'm not guaranteed another one, but if I had to leave I think I'd be content. But for now I'm not content, there is much to be done and I am looking forward to every new day. I tend not to celebrate the day becuase to me it's just like every other day, one more chance to get it right, and that is the best gift I could ask for. This is the end of year 25 and the begining of year 26...bring it on. I'm ready for you.

Happy freakin' birthday to me.


Dé Domhnaigh, Meán Fómhair 24, 2006

If I told you I love you
would you believe me.
I've lied, I've cheated
and trust is a virtue
I seem not to posses.

Of all the things
I could promise
none seem to posses
the finite ability
of absolute truth.

If I showed you
the black of my heart
would you stand at my side
when the morning brings to life
the world I've tried to hide

If I told you I love you
would the world stop turning
would the sun shine brighter
would the stars seem closer
If I told you I love you...

Dé Máirt, Meán Fómhair 12, 2006

I don't know how to say this. All I can do is ask for prayer. Not for myself, but for my family. I can't say much, but my cousin is in serious trouble. He and his family need serious prayer, so I appeal to you. Please, I beg you. Please pray.