I pondered this one over and over and couldn't figure it out:
If both of your middle fingers got amputated, how in God's name would you live?
If both of your middle fingers got amputated, how in God's name would you live?
And I'm not a man to throw words to the wind. When I said I loved you, that's what I meant., and I'm going to show you if it takes me the rest of my life... the rest of my life.... the rest of my life. - Blessid Union of Souls
As much as I remember how easy it is to be angry, I watch my girls (Akaiylyn and Amber) fighting and recognize that God created a peace that can only be struck by a melody.,,,, or a chord... or just a phrase and you're whole again. Right now I'm sitting here in front of the computer watching a four year old and a twelve year old argue and it's not phasing me one bit. I've got my iPod on the speakers. I'm thinking positive thoughts... and I'm content with where I am, regardless of where the girls are.Childhood living is easy to do. The things you wanted I bought them for you. Graceless lady, you know how I am. You know I can't let you slide through my hands.
I know that sounds stupid, right? I mean, how can you be content when your kids are screaming at each other? I remember going to lamaze and being told that you had to take a "me" break and sometimes just walk away. So today, I took a "me" two hours. I blocked the kids out of my head, went and picked up what I needed to get at Lowe's for paint swatches, picked out my new light fixtures (Which are gorgeous, by the way) set up my budget plan in order to pay for those suckers (which is NOT gorgeous, by the way) came in the house and started planning for my upcoming school semester.I watched you suffer a dull aching pain now you've decided to show me the same but no sweet, vain exits or offstage lines could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind.
Wild horses couldn't drag me away; Wild, wild horses, couldn't drag me away
I know I dreamed you a sin and a lie.I have my freedom, but I don't have much time. Faith has been broken, tears must be cried. Let's do some living after love dies.
Wild horses couldn't drag me away; Wild, wild horses, we'll ride them some day