Wisdom Notes-23

The Past Showed Up Smelling Good, Dressed In New Clothes That Covered The Old Ones; Wearing The Same Shoes That Walked On My Heart; Speaking The Same Words That Woke-Up Old Feelings To Set Familiar Traps. What Do I Do?

Close my eyes, nose, mouth, butt and ears, turn around and run like hell!



Husband, devoted and faithful. Man, unfaithful and dishonest.  Husband, caring and providing.  Man, selfish and narrow minded . Husband, understanding and supportive.  Man, distant and inconsiderate.Husband, learns to be attentive and compassionate.     Man, labels feelings or emotions as drama. Husband, a God fearing man Man, pleasing God is far from him. Husband, comes home and home is where the heart is.  Man, home is where he pulls off his shoes.  Husband, respectful and encouraging Man, feed off of low self esteem. Husband, grows with his wife, changes with his wife. Man, leaves instead of growing and changing. Husband, whaps the tears away and easies the hurt Man, causes the hurts and tears Husband, endures all things with his wife. Man, allows things to separate him from his mate. Hubands shouldn’t be the same as Man but Men should always treat their mate as a wife.

GirlScout Cookies

Poetry Girl Scout Cookies (by Ms Doggett)

He walks through the door and says “Honey I’m home” as if I’m not standing here looking at him. He turns to put his coat on the rack by the door. I sweetly said, “Glad your home honey, Shelia called”. His coat and shoes must have weighed a ton because he didn’t move an inch and I wasn’t sure he was still breathing. Like the news-paper funny pages, I could see that little white balloon above his head filled with the words “damn, damn, damn, no -she- didn’t”.

He turn to speak but I cut him off and said don’t worry about, we’ll talk later and I left him standing there and headed to the kitchen and fixed his plate. The tension at the dinner table… you could cut it with a chainsaw. We got ready for bed, room filled with guilty silence, regret and no eye contact. He reaches for me and says “I’m sorry” and I said “Sorry for what”. He said that he only slept with her once and I looked at him and said, “She called to see if you still wanted her Girl Scout Cookies”. Well, I guess you do.