I'M BACK FROM VACATION ~ BATTERED BUT NOT BEATEN

So I am back from Lake Tahoe but not quite home in southern California. I made a two day stop in the Bay Area to help one of my brothers out with his house (design advice and purchases) and to visit a friend and fellow blogger, Rob, from Roblog. I am hoping we will meet up later today at 1:30pm for lunch but if not, it will be Tuesday, noonish.

As for vacation, let's just say I am glad it is over for this year. Don't get me wrong, I have always enjoyed my family time at Tahoe and expect it will not be any different next summer. But this year simply was a disaster. Let's just say the entire family needs to work on communication and not being over-sensitive in our interpretations of each others words/actions, myself included. The vacation started out great for the first two days, then went south, looked like it was springing up again, and then took a major spiral downward. And now, I am finding out through the backdoor, as of late yesterday evening, that I am somehow involved in the latest family fallout. Out of respect for my family, I will say no more about the circumstances, other than I am hurting to some extent. I may find myself discussing something with my family that I have backed off discussing for sometime now. We'll get through it though...we always do.

Had hoped to post some pictures of Tahoe but my camera flaked out on me. Trust me though, the view and the weather were incredible.

My blues got me deep into thought and as a result this poem of sorts evolved. It may seem a bit dark and raw but it expresses my mood at the moment. Don't let it alarm you in any way...I am ok. I just needed to 'externalize' a bit as a release. I am just glad I have my blogger pals out there. It's good to be back. Hugs.

ALONE

Alone in my world.
Nowhere to go.
No one to listen.

I so often run to it
To escape my fears,
To gain some sense of purpose.

But does this 'world of mine' bring real peace?
The question resounds in my head a hundred fold.
I grow weary battling it.

Will this torment ever end?
Part of me says, " No."
That it is to be my life.

What I find difficult
Is reconciling myself to that torment.
So hard, so painful.

I wish this emptiness would cease.
That the spirit within me could be free.
Free to fly high, to spread stifled wings.

Alas, the reality.
The words and feelings will never be.
My heart, my soul trapped forever...

Alone in my world.

Author: Tony

P.S. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ROQUE! If any of you read Woof of Steel and his Mighty Woofables, give a big happy birthday shout out to Roque.