Leaving Me Out...

My Mom once told me that when I was born I looked like a box of Christmas decorations that had been left out on the curb in the rain for three weeks. They made her write an entire report on me. What was the Lamaze like? Did controlled breathing help? Did she like having Dad present? Could she have used more pain blockers? Was natural child-birth the only way to go?

Then she wrote about me:

A box of Christmas decorations left out on the curb in the rain for three weeks...

Highly complementary?

Guess it depends on whether you take care of your Christmas Traditions.

My family does.

Presents, booze, fires, Christmas tree, stockings we made years ago, Christmas Parties, long conversations in a toasty house, with too much food, and too little honest conversations about where we are in our lives. But, we do pray...over our dinner...

What do they really know about me?

That I like to create, surely, but did they ever once support my dream to be more than a half-baked Artiste? Since when do Mathematicians and Scientists use Art for more than a random hobby? And when I did create...was it ever for more than lining their pockets with royalties...if I ever became less than useful to them on their combined quest?

Did they even know about my penchant for Literary Composition before they crucified my character and left me out with the trash...the Christmas trash...on January 13...after the wise men had their say...after the angels sang...after the shepherds followed their songs to the stable.

Did you know, I turned thirteen on Friday the 13th?

Do you know, that I am, possibly, the only person on the entire planet who understand the wisdom behind superstition?

Did you know, that my dreams are passionate, beautiful, and completely fulfilled?

Did you know, it's only because I trust God that I am alive to see them come to fruition?

Do you know, I only win because I give everything I have away...

You have the blogs, you have the tests, you have the journals, you have the poetry, you have the Art, you have my heart...oh God...and they are my testament to You...to Your Love.

Study it all...if you want to waste more time...but...it will be much better to take a file...read it...sit in lotus for 5 minutes...and follow your gut...

*zzzzzzzz*

~AC