I Am Whole..


PHOTO CREDIT:   Copyright  ©Pat Priebe;Waller, Texas. 2005


My heart was scarred-my soul was lost

true love so often eluded me

and then my eyes were opened

you accepted all I have to offer

and I am whole….

In the solitude of the early morning dawn

when the dew is still upon the grass

I hear your name softly whispered on the wind

I see the sparkle in your eyes reflected by the rising sun

I feel the warmth of your body nestled in my arms

I hear your voice as you gently say “I love you”

and I am whole….

At the height of the day

still you occupy my every thought

and I wonder how one such as I

could be so very blessed

as to have my own special angel

to share my every waking moment

and I am whole….

As the sun slips beneath the horizon

I feel the gentle warmth of your lips on mine

as my fingers softly caress your face

and I thank a power much greater than I

for bringing you into my life

and making you mine

and I am whole….

Official Adult Resignation

I am hereby officially tendering my resignation as an adult.  I have decided I would like to accept the responsibilities of an 8-year-old again.  I want to go to McDonald’s and think that it’s a four star restaurant.  I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle and make ripples with rocks.

I want to think M & Ms are better than money because you can eat them.  I want to lie under a big oak tree & run a lemonade stand with friends on a hot summer’s day.

I want to return to a time when life was simple.  When all you knew were colors, multiplication tables, and nursery rhymes, but that didn’t bother you, because you didn’t know what you didn’t know and you didn’t care.  All you knew was to be happy because you were blissfully unaware of all the things that should make you worried or upset.

I want to think the world is fair.  That everyone is honest and good.  I want to believe that anything is possible.

I want to be oblivious to the complexities of life and be overly excited by the little things again.  I want to live simple again.

I don’t want my day to consist of computer crashes, mountains of paperwork, depressing news, how to survive more days in the month than there is money in the bank, doctor bills, gossip, illness, and loss of loved ones.

I want to believe in the power of smiles, hugs, a kind word, truth, justice, peace, dreams, the imagination, mankind, and making angels in the snow.

So…here’s my checkbook and my car keys, my credit card bills and my 401K statements.  I am officially resigning from adulthood.  And if you want to discuss this further, you’ll have to catch me first, cause, “Tag! You’re it!!

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I first read this many years ago, and loved it then as much as I love it now.  I only wish it were that simple!  But I’ll keep on dreaming, as I usually do, and who knows…the dream could come true!!

Peducah, Kentucky

I left on my trip from Wisconsin on Oct. 19.  Spent the first night at a Super Walmart in Illinois.  I saw a big sign on my way into their lot stating there were no trucks allowed on the lot.  I checked with management to be sure I could stay the night. Sure didn’t want to wake up to a wrecker towing me away.  My stay was approved.  About an hour later the semi’s started rolling in(guess they missed that sign). Must have been ten there when I woke up!

Second night was spent at a privately owned rv park in Peducah, Kentucky called Victory RV Park, Inc. Very nice park, and the owners Shawn & Tammy Miller were excellent hosts. Amenities included electric, water, dump, at each site. They also had a laundry room, bathhouse, playground, community fire ring, a fenced pet run, large pond, community outdoor pavilion, and onsite propane.  All this for $27.00 with my Good Sam discount.


Reach Out

If ever you feel out in the cold

reach out to me, your hand I’ll hold

I’ll stand forever by your side

our friendship I’ll not try to hide

many friends may pass you by

if you just sit back, breathe a sigh

such is life without a doubt

reaching out-what life’s about

each of us must show we care

our time, our very selves must share

Not one of us exist alone

we must have love to us shown

this-the way that life must be

if you’re in need, reach out to me

when comes the time that I need you

I know that you’ll hold my hand too

love and comfort freely give

this, the way that friends must live

reach out to me-take my hand

together we’ll forever stand

against the storms, trials, strife

stand together throughout life.


Last night I lay in my bed in my travel trailer and contemplated choices that we make in our lives.  Our lives are made up of choices that we, and we alone,  make.  Others may influence our choices, but they cannot make them for us.

I am presently in Tennessee visiting “my sister” who is dying of cancer. She isn’t my biological sister, but could not be more of a sister, even if she were.  And I am so thankful to have had her a part of my life.  She has made a major life choice, and that is to die with dignity and grace, and a peaceful heart. That is what started my thinking on our making of choices in our lives.

As small children our choices are made for us, but at a very young age we begin making our own choices.  Many of our teens choose a life of drinking, drugs, and mayhem, despite our teachings. Most of the time we, as parents and friends cannot influence those choices. We must choose..do we stick our heads in the sand and, because we love them so much, enable them by making excuses for their bad choices, or do we direct our love toward them by excepting the fact that they have made their choices, and that they must make new choices in their lives to become the beautiful persons they were meant to be?  And pray that is what happens?

I move on to the choices we as adults must make…and every single day of our lives is made up of choices. Life would be much easier if someone would just make our daily choices for us, but we must not allow that to happen.  We can’t let anyone else dictate our choices…do we choose happiness and contentment, despite our material possessions?  Do we find our own contentment in life, or live with others unhappiness heavy on our hearts. I don’t mean that I think we should be unfeeling or uncaring about others…just the opposite actually.  We are meant to be loving creatures, but don’t think we should destroy ourselves in the process, nor should we set out to harm others by our choices.

I think we are probably meant to give our love and compassion to another human being, a life partner, a person to spend our lives with, but love is not always enough, nor easy. It takes real effort, and once in a while hard work to make that kind of life workable, and there are times that escaping seems the best of choices.  It takes making the right choices on the part of both people, and for each others good. Would that we could each be Scrooge for just one night, to see into our future based on our choices….

I sometimes hate it when I get into this depth of thinking, but perhaps others would like to share their thinking with me, and help to settle my mind…speak to me, please.

My Wish

I write this for my beautiful Granddaughter, Sydney, on her eighteenth birthday.


Syd, I wrote this for your Mom, Aunt, and Uncle many years ago…it is also my wish for you.


“If I were granted but one wish for you, my children, it would be that you all be dreamers”

I would not wish you riches

of silver or of gold

nor that you would go through life

with anothers hand to hold.

I would not wish for you

a life devoid of tears

nor that you would go through life

completely without fears.

I would not wish you laughter

or one endless, happy day

nor that you would go through life

with naught to do but play.

Rather, I would wish for you, desire

to follow each and every dream

no matter how ridiculous

to others they may seem.

You see, dreams beget successes

so reach out and take a hold

Simply live out every dream that’s yours

you’ll not need this world’s gold

Stretch your mind–pursue your dreams

don’t let others tell you what to do

as you achieve each dream in life

relax–and dream anew!

This, alone, would be my wish for you…

Syd, I want you to know that I am so very proud of you for all your academic and athletic accomplishments, but am most proud of your inner beauty and the amazing young woman you are fast becoming!  And I want to thank you for the love you showed me last year when I was so very sick. Even though I wasn’t always consciously aware of your presence in the hospital, I know that many times you asked your Mom to wait to visit until you could go with her.  You, along with the rest of the family gave me the strength to carry on.  I love you SO very much, and am sending you the biggest hug ever for your special birthday!!!!

I love and miss you!


When love is felt it must be told

true love cannot be bought or sold

no more precious gift we give

a gift of love will ever live.


There are many kinds of love

as many kinds as stars above

friend, lover, child, husband, wife

without love what is life?


When I love you is hard to say

love can be shown some other way

sometimes through touch or a word

the words I love you, can be heard.


There is no gift on this earth

that is even near the worth

of the words I love you

unless it is I love you, too.




A Poem by Rudyard Kipling

I find Kipling to be such an inspiration, I had to reblog it.

Business in Rhyme

doubt4For all those days when your feel insecure, discouraged or even lost;

For all those days when disbelief starts to bite you inside and every idea, every step you take seems pointless – read the verses below:


…you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same:.
If you can bear to hear the truth…

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Open your mind and you will see

how very lonesome thought can be

Your mind can wander round and round

making real each sight and sound

It can create for you a jail

where you’ll forever cry and wail

Bringing from others only scorn

making you wish you were never born

If you keep hopes and prayers inside

from friends and family feelings hide

Hiding thoughts – you’ll never know

the love you get, when love you show.

Open your heart and you will see

how very wondrous thought can be

Through thought your loved ones can be near

the songs of angels you can hear

Thinking thoughts of joy you’ll not be sad

through thoughts have much you’ve never had

Bring memories back of other days

vanish your faults and mend your ways

Turn back the clock – be young once more

walk in the surf along the shore

Through thought you can be king or queen

have riches like you’ve never seen.

Don’t keep thoughts all to yourself

stored away on some hidden shelf

Open your heart and let others see

your hopes and dreams whatever they be

Don’t be afraid to share a dream

no matter how foolish it may seem

Open your heart and mind today

don’t worry what “someone will say”

Open your heart to a friend in need

to the thoughts of friends you must pay heed

Unless you do – you’ll never know

the love you get, when love you show.