Time4Tim




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A life is not important except in the impact it has on other lives.
Jackie Robinson


What happens…

when you are not needed anymore?



As I finally took down the tree and decorations (yes I know, it’s about time), I realized the significance this years tree represented, even if for a short while. 

In early December my youngest stayed with me and asked to put up the Christmas tree and decorate the house, I reluctantly said yes as I just was not feeling the spirit like I should have been. We were able to get everything done and it looked great, since we were planning to go to Colorado for actual Christmas it would be a little sad to watch the tree sit with nothing below it, but we made it. 

During the put away stage I then realized what a memorable experience it was to have that time with my daughter. It does not take long for them to grow up and out of our lives and I see that is what is taking place now. All the distractions of junior high and high school are replacing me as what they consider important. It is truly a hard pill to swallow.   


I can’t quote the bookThe chapter or the verseYou can’t tell me it all endsIn a slow ride in a hearseYou know I’m more and more convinced the longer that i live
this can’t be all there is
I raise my hands, bow my headI’m finding more and more truth in the words written in redThey tell me that there’s more to life than just what i can seeOh i believe…

I can’t quote the book
The chapter or the verse
You can’t tell me it all ends
In a slow ride in a hearse
You know I’m more and more convinced the longer that i live

this can’t be all there is

I raise my hands, bow my head
I’m finding more and more truth in the words
written in red
They tell me that there’s more to life than just what i can see
Oh i believe…


I have reached a point in my life where I have to let go of my Superman ego…I can no longer do the things I used to with ease. Case in point, helping move a TV last night has rendered me useless today…hard to walk up to a mirror expecting to see Superman and what you see staring back is Father Time…

I have reached a point in my life where I have to let go of my Superman ego…I can no longer do the things I used to with ease. Case in point, helping move a TV last night has rendered me useless today…hard to walk up to a mirror expecting to see Superman and what you see staring back is Father Time…


Do these eyes really see how much I love and miss her?

Do these eyes really see how much I love and miss her?


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