The Fifth of November

Remember, remember, the fifth of November….

 I have spent a fair amount of time thinking about my life and what I want from it. And then one night, while watching a movie, it hit me.

I am not happy.

I am not happy with my life in general. It has nothing to do with my Son, evey moment that I am with him, I am blissfully happy. I would never trade anything for my time with my Son. Nothing. What I would trade to be with my Son more is the world itself.

I think of Lady Love far too often. I wonder what if. One thing that I am glad for though is that I will never know what would have happened between us. One thing I do know for a fact is that is that she has been the only one that I can see sitting with on a porch swing well into my 80’s.

If I live that long.

I have been really enjoying the song ‘You’ll Think of Me’ by Keith Urban.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jk1nw4Uoxig

Its taken me almost an hour to write this little bit.

~"Remember remember the fifth of November
Gunpowder, treason and plot.
I see no reason why gunpowder, treason
Should ever be forgot…"~