A Blue Bouquet

A wall is usually solid structure that defines and sometimes protects an area. This is what ancient man use to do, to keep the women and children safe but also to protect them from other savage vugler men. Its funny how we, nowadays have the similar walls, they may be around on property and in some cases around us. You see, I'm not taking about a physical wall or anything, I'm talking about a mental wall. I took down my wall two years ago, I tore it down to welcome in some sunshine and happiness and I guess at the time it felt right, it felt pretty amazing to break down my wall for someone who I loved so much. My wall was so high, so full of pain and in some cases a slight heart ace but I was adamant on tearing it down. Which I did. It was great to actually leave the walls in which I confined myself into, leaving my little house high on top that hill, always looking down at everyone having such a good time but never ever dreaming of taking part. Until I did . I lef...

Dublin, cold, dark and slightly depressive or is that just me? Now that the dust has settled I finally see what my life has become, what I've gained and what I've sadly lost. See, its kinda of funny the way we all have friends who we don't talk to that often, family members we wont see from one end of the year to the other and people who we might love dearly but don't get the opportunity to see that often, but we know in our hearts that they have nothing but good wishes for us. Its comforting to know that. Its comforting to know that there are people who care about us. But when we don't know who cares or if they care, it can be deathly. Its a withering pain, it takes hold and slowly but surly the hold kills. Take a plant for example without sunshine and water, it slowly dies, from the inside out. That's whats its like. I wish him nothing but the best I really do. I have noting but respect for his decision and I understand it now. Now that I can see...

This blog is suppose to be about "a blue bouquet"-one might know what I refer to or not. We can wave our hands and move along this road of solitude, hoping that one day we find ourselves again, or we can sit in the darkness not embracing life as it happens, not enjoy the company of great friends and laughter. See, its kind of funny how we chose these roads of life. Do we think about it or just follow the current the carries us along the river? I like to think we can create our own roads, only with an unreal amount of powerful positive thinking I think we can change things, change the way we think and want our life's to be. I like to think that way, but it doesn't really happen that often. I have bad days and good days. My good days are great, I feel like I can take on the world! I have a laugh with friends and have endless plans made for after work. I love being happy, its a great way to be and I admire the people who can be happy all the time. I don'...