Even when I went to Ireland and had to traipse all around Dublin until we could check into our hotel room without crashing, I knew that staying up had a purpose. I wanted to see every sight, drink in every moment and yet I could be exhausted but I couldn’t sleep and miss a moment of what I was seeing.
I took pictures of everything I could, some made sense, some didn’t but those moments are locked in my memory for a long time.
Right now, I’m having the opposite problem. I have no purpose in staying up and yet I am up at all hours.
I’ve watched almost all 500 channels. Sorry Music Choice, you and the Espanol channels haven’t been touched.
And yet without her I am sleepless.
I miss my wife. I know she is working hard, trying to find a job everywhere including Austin, DFW, San Antonio and she’s frustrated. With her gone, looking, helping her mom & dad with a renovation in Fredericksburg, I am looking for sleep.
It isn’t here.
I’ve watched informercials, tried sleeping pills and they all don’t work.
I know that I will be able to finally sleep when she is home. When I can hold her then I will be able to get the sleep that my body needs.
But my heart will be better when I get that first kiss.
Get here soon Joanna… I miss you.
Thank you for your strength when lesser people try and tear me down. Thank you for your love when my heart is hurting. Thank you for being a part of my life. I feel the end of my favorite time is coming. I will mourn the loss of it as a part of my life but I will look forward to the next challenge.
I can not win the battles that I want to win but I have certainly won your heart. I hope that with every day that I can rewin your heart, keeping our love strong.
I’ve made many mistakes in my life, but I can tell you that every day with you is the greatest. I start each day looking to the challenges that we face and yet no matter what land mines are placed in front of us, you guide me as I guide you.
Our strength is boundless , our love is incredible.
I love you more and more each day.
The board table was filled with some of the tops in the community, “No-hair Harry”, “Windshield Wally”, and of course “BP Bob”. It was the monthly meeting held under the freeway in the part of town where no one drove. You got off on the access road at your own risk and the junkies and dealers were peddling their wares to whoever would listen.
“Now look guys, it’s time for quality review time,” said No-hair Harry.
“Aren’t you going to open the meeting in a civilized way Harry,” BP Bob interrupted. “we aren’t all neanderthals, we’re just homeless.”
“Fine, I call to order this meeting of the International Brotherhood of Homeless, Hobos and Street Performers Chapter 806,” Harry said with a smile.
“Move to waive the reading of the minutes,” No-teeth Natalie tried to say but it came out where noone could really understand her. She just needed to feel like she had a purpose in life.
“Ok, let’s move on. Now let’s see everyone’s signs,” Windshield Wally said as he held his own up (Will wash your windshield for $5 or best offer).
All around the broken table that was held up with two shopping carts the members held up their signs one by one.
(Will Work For Food) – said White Trash Sally’s. “Good,” everyone said.
One nut Neil held up his sign and everyone started to laugh.
“What, what’s wrong? What did I do this time,” he said as he turned his sign around to look at it. “I changed it from the last one. I wasn’t getting any money and mostly got middle fingers with (Will have sex for food).”
“Now, look Neil, we’re homeless not illiterate,” Airhead Angela said.
“Yeah, I like the words but do you want the people that look at your sign say “I’m gonna hand the homeless guy a dollar and tell him to buy himself a vowel,” BP Bob laughed”
One Nut Neil looked at his sign. All it said was (I used to be an accountant plese help me with a dollar).
“Would you like an A Vanna,” BP Bob said?
Neil jumped up and crossed pushing Soup kitchen Sandra to the ground as he tried to get to Bob, “Just because you screwed up the Gulf doesn’t mean I’ll feel any pity for you as I start kicking your ass up and down the hood Bob.”
As he got closer and closer to Bob the Peacemaker got between the two of them holding up a glass filled with what could best be described as prison punch.
“Why don’t you two just have a drink and relax,” he said and pushed the glass in Neil’s face.
Neil took a sip and started to gag, “this is worse than the last batch you made up, what did you put in it, lighter fluid?”
“Actually a tablespoon of battery acid for that extra pick me up,” Peacemaker said as everyone gathered around for their taste of the kidney killing nectar.
Sandra interrupted with a “remember that the south side soup kitchen has bran muffins this week!” This was greeted with cheers!
“Everyone remember the cops will looking in the north side this week so lets keep our activities to the east and south until the heat cools down and remember, we have our standards, don’t be like Big Voice Ted and try to go big time,” No-hair Harry said.
“Yeah. he doesn’t even remember I gave him that piece of cardboard. He owes me 14.85% of his future earnings.” One Nut Neil said.
“I hope people remember that this could happen to them if things don’t change soon,” Bad beard Barry said as the meeting broke up.
“Well, more homeless could mean more membership dues, and just think of the strike fund that we can have,” said Tranny Taglibue.
As one by one they left for their assigned areas One Nut Neil was scratching out his new masterpiece.
(Bet ya can’t hit me with a quarter)
“That’ll do it! I’ll be eating at the dollar menu by lunch today.”
My brain works a thousand miles an hour but when you are directing traffic, everything goes where it needs to be.
My soul has been hurting until you came along and smoothed over the rough and sharp portions of it, tailoring it to what we BOTH needed.
My heart had been lost, without fire or spirit, but with you I have new energy and try to find successes in every path I take.
You are my lover, my friend, my soul mate , friend and guide to my children and the one person I trust implicitly.
I love you now and forever. Though I am far from perfect you see past my flaws and see the true me, the diamond in the rough.
And for that I will always love you my dear.
How much do I love you?
Take a breath, and while you hold it imagine the millions of atoms in that one breath.
My love for you is like the collection of all the atoms in the universe.
Now exhale and remember that my love does not question, it just is.
I love you!
I don't believe you when you tell me that you want to be my friend. I don't care if you say that you served in Desert Storm, or help with your daughter's Girl Scout troop. I don't care if you've listened to me on the radio for years and are my biggest fan.
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