Pages of Life (17)

Over the weekend, I saw my Dad.  It was enjoyable for many reasons, but he surprised me with a gift.

The Seventh Child of a Seventh Child, by Louise Hansigne Frederikke Norgaard Hagensen Beyer.  In short, this a book my great-grandmother wrote about her life.  The book covers a short period of time, but she lived from 1895 – 1993, and I remember her well.

I sort of remember the time when my father acquired this manuscript.  Although, through life’s lovely journeys this project of assembling her writing and formally putting it together in a binded form, was put off for many years.  Until recently.

I have been anxious to read this since I knew about it.  Now that it is done, my Dad is very proud of this accomplishment.  I am als0 very proud of him.  I look forward to reading through this manuscript and getting some insight on her life at the turn of the century -20th century, that is.


Today was a good day.  The weather was exceptional, and I felt as if i accomplished some things today.

My wife leaves this Saturday, the 2nd of June, for her school journey for 10-weeks.  It will be difficult, just the boys and I.  But, deep down, I am relaxed.  I am excited, and I am ready.  I am usually the one leaving for short periods for work, why should this be any different, just a longer period of time?

Hopefully I will get into more writing, more photography as the weather fairs, more movies, more late night catching up on TV shows online, more song writing, maybe some outdoors stuff, and of course, more time with the boys.

This is a journey for her, but also for me, and this will be a great growth time for both of us.


As I learn more about myself, and learn more about my family history, may the pages of life read me like a story by the water.

Talk soon.


I Watch You

I watch you.
You look beautiful.
If I close my eyes
I can smell your hair.
You’re with him, but I’m with her.
Considering circumstances, it’s fair.
But is it really?
Who’s body do you want?
I know what I want!
O, how I love your skin.
I feel anxious. I just want to turn
And look at you all night long.
O, won’t you be with me tonight?
In my dreams, I want you there.
If that’s the only place I can have you,
Then I will take it all.
O, what I do in my dreams with you.


I cannot get you out of my head!
I can’t stop thinking about you.
I can’t get away from the part of me that wants you.
I can’t, I can’t!I want to be with you.
I want to hold you.
I want to touch you.
I want to smell you.
I want to taste you.
I want to know you in every way.


Do you ever feel like hitting your head against the wall?
Like you can’t make any headway at all?
When someone you love seemed to have turned into
The one person you just can’t meet eye to eye,
What do you do? What do you do?
Is it the reason to drop it all and run?
What if there are things involved?
What if there are kids involved?
How do you deal with the daily headache of
Trying to communicate, and express your thoughts and feelings
Without being yelled at, or argued with for no reason?
Why can’t I express my thought and opinion
And not get a calm reply? Just answer the question!
It’s frustrating, to say the least,
And I just want to run away!

Hands Tied

Do you ever feel like your hands are tied?
You want to be able to do something, but
Life just doesn’t have the same thing scheduled for you.
As much as you try to make it work,
There always seems to be something that gets in the way.
Why, oh why, can’t things just work?
Why can’t I just pursue someone
Without the many inevitable restrictions?


When passion strikes again
It’s easy to get caught up in it.
Without knowing, you could find yourself
Wrapped up in the spin of this special time.Is it someone? or something?
Does it really make a difference?
I suppose with something it’s easier to
Back away and start over,
Whereas someone could get hurt,
And other things could come of
The result of this passion.

Always know
What you are getting yourself into.
Keep your mind open,
Keep your heart open,
And never lose sight of these passions.
They are what drive you through life.

Loving Little Ones

Young life, so full of trust.
The warmth and love of their actions.
Their sincerity and passion for all they do
Should be admired and remembered.All of the memories forming by the minute
Can be revived by loving more and more
Through the unconditional support and
Fulfillment of expectations.

We make it seem difficult
When all it takes is a little extra attention.
Take a deep breath, put a smile on your face
And be with your kids every step of the way.