The zebra’s stripes are lacking hues,
so they don’t compare to you-know-whose. Orange, black, and white is what to wear!
It’s haute couture for those who dare!
It’s camouflage, and stylish, too!
Yes, tigers look the best, it’s true!
I’m in a dilemma at work that I feel actually legitimately frustrated with. Is God asking me to swallow my pride in this situation, what is God telling me? That in itself, is a frustrating question. My hands are tied, I’m expendable, and there are consequences if I take it higher, and would that even be the next ‘best" step. I am unsure.
I don’t know how to put into words what I want to say. Or rather, I don’t want to put in to words what I’ve been feeling. I don’t want to give God the satisfaction, and there lies an issue. I want to visit my padrinos grave, I miss him. I don’t want to ask God for what I want, in part because I don’t want to be disappointed, and not even at Him but at myself because if I don’t get what I want, its not on Him, but on me. There’s so much to say, but I don’t feel free, not anymore maybe. 28, huh.
I couldn’t help but think of you at last nights celebration. I remember when it was you reading the passion of Christ. It brought tears to my eyes that you weren’t there with us, and aren’t with us anymore. Something that has been on my mind is when people say, “I know they’re in Heaven”. I don’t say anything to negate what they think or feel, but a part of me wonders, how can someone say this when we really don’t know. Is it just sentimental? What will I say, feel, or believe when someone so close to me dies. Not that you weren’t close to me, but perhaps when I’m faced with a stronger reality of death, I might say the same thing. I miss you, and I think of you so often.
I miss you so much man, I just want to play dnd again. Or I wish we could have played MTG a couple of times, that would have been so fun. The four of us playing magic.
Admin. is not on your side. It’s not like I really believed this, but I didn’t think it would be shown to me in such a trivial and overblown way. I work for my community, and the people, not for them. That’s what matters.
I can’t believe it. He was one of the only people who listened to me. He didn’t see me as a naive kid, maybe he did, if he did, he didn’t show it. He was a great man, who loved his children so much. I can’t believe he’s gone. I loved him, and I missed him when he stopped walking. And now, I’ll miss him in an entirely different way. I just can’t believe it.
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