Periodically I like to go back and look at my blog posts - sometimes I forget what I've written and as I'm on holidays, today seemed like a good day to do it. I read a blog I wrote from tour and realized how true it still is. So many wishes. Today, it is 3 years since I moved back into my house. When I wrote the previous post, I had 3 months left of tour. Funny how the circumstances change, but the wishes do not. Funny how in 2010, I was wishing that my brain would shut down enough for sleep and I'm still wishing that in 2014...I'm thinking I may be stuck wishing for that one to happen. These are still my wishes for a new year, new season, fresh journey.
Here it is, exactly as I wrote it on August 29, 2010.
I wish that life was fair.
I wish that life was balanced.
I wish that I understood the small things.
I wish that I could tell my mind to stop thinking long enough for sleep.
I wish that my children would know they are loved. By me.
I wish that I would know my children love. Love me.
I wish that the world was just a little bit smaller.
I wish that the world was just a little bit bigger.
I wish that I understood the generosity of many.
I wish that I understood the ignorance of few.
I wish that I could glimpse the future.
I wish that I could change the past.
I wish that love wasn't so elusive.
I wish that hope would be longer felt.
I wish that joy could be everlasting.
I wish that emotions could be more controlled.
I wish that I could be more understanding.
I wish that communication wasn't so demanding.
I wish that understanding wasn't so hard.
I wish that forgetting could be easier.
I wish that remembering could be longer.
I wish that endings didn't happen, but that beginnings still came.
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