Dear Lee,

Hope life is treating you good these days. I can't say for sure if it is for me or not. I mean to say that my health is good and that I still have a roof over my head, but as for the rest I am having a hard time as seeing the glass half full like I would normally. There have been changes at work and once again I am the one getting the shaft. It doesn't really matter I guess, seeing as this is not my dream job, but it would be nice to feel a little more appreciated for all the effort that I put in. As for the personal life, you were once again right about the pretty boy. He only seems to be interested in after hours visits and and a less than close relationship. Since everyone is open to that, it makes him not so special anymore. Why should I be giving him my best when I get nothing in return? He is on his way to the curb, he just doesn't know it yet. Saving that for his next late night call. Oh what fun that will be.
Did you know that I have finally started my book? I read my mom the first page the other night on the phone. She can hardly wait to read the whole thing. Turns out that this will be several books with these characters as I have had another set of dreams that take place a few years after the first. On this past Saturday, I read Mom what I had written from those. She thinks I might need to write full time, or at least spend more time doing it than I am now. I find it hard to clear my head and write after I have been at work for 10-12 hours. I know that just sounds funny. After that many hours most would be brain dead or at least numb. Maybe that is the case, I am just numb. There is no creativity left in me after all that and on my days off I have too much work around the house to catch up on that I don't always take the time to write. I have been trying to make an effort to write a little something every day, but it isn't always part of the stories.
A few weeks ago, I went to a poetry reading. It was a lot of fun and kind of put the bug back in me to write. I have come up with some new poems and add a little to the stories. I need to go back to a mindless job, that way all my brain energy could be spent on writing and not the political games of the work place.
Did I tell you Ann has a new boy friend? He seems really nice. I have been invited along with them a few times. He sings in public just like me and is really into cars. A very big plus. I really hope that he makes Ann happy. She could use to be happy with someone that isn't crazy. there has been too much of that in her life.
That is it for now. Keep me posted on the family.

Peace,

Christmas

Dear Lee,



Here is something that strikes me funny. In our efforts to have and be the best or "perfect", we are missing out on some pretty wonderfully things. Take for example, most would not care to hear an out of tune piano played. But if the listener can set aside the fact the sound is not the way they would prefer to hear it, and just listen they might find the music can be just as beautiful. That the fact it is out of tune has it's on beauty. I have found that to be true of people as well. I'm not just talking about beauty being more than skin deep. Everyone should already know that. What i am talking about is that someone may have parts of their life that, well, fall short of prefect. I mean really short of prefect. There are other parts of their lives that shine brighter than any star. Unfortunately, the short falls over shadow all the shining parts, unless you really stop to take a look. They get pigeon holed by their short falls, and sometime buy into this idea of having nothing of worth or value to share with the world or even one person. If subject to this way of thinking it could lead to the end of shining parts.

There are so many out there that are broken, out of tune, beaten down, falling short or flawed. (warning I feel the soap box coming out) Those that are not often dismiss the value these broken souls have. Our world is the island of misfit toys, so to speak. If it's not prefect (or the way you want it) cast it aside and find one that is. Every time I go thrift store shopping with my mom, I see this. So many good things up for sale, just because they may be less than prefect.

If we each took the time to really look and get to know our fellow humans, we just might find that there is more beautiful things in the world, that come with a flaw or two.



Hope all is well with you.



Peace,



Christmas