36 Hour Work Week: Soulful Life

Soulful Life

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How could little creatures bring so much joy

However small, much like a toy

Just a touch of it, makes your heart leap

Freeing the pain, lifting your spirit

You can't help but smile

Although you're tired

Even its licks

You do not mind

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I am thankful for this journal

Where I do pour my thoughts

Whatever my mind comes across

Like some decisions I'm at loss

It's my stress management tool

Where there's no strict rule

This journal's like a jewel

Feeding my hungry soul some fuel

With a guide from the Bliss app

That makes journaling a snap

I can write some daily entries

That is more than enough

I can write about gratitude

What I like about work

The good things in my life

That give this life worth

I can write about the future

What I'm looking forward to

What can happen and how to fix it

Instead of fretting about it

I can think about great people

Who gives me inspiration

I can focus on things I favor

And address God, our Savior

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Seeking for peace and guidance

I, Carin, an exhausted parent of two strong-willed teens, have been chosen to become the strongest mother, among all the other parents with defiant teens.

I will be everything parents ever dreamed of.

Patient. Strong. Intelligent. Perfect.

I will make the silver bullets. I will shoot the bad angels surrounding my children.

I will know what to do everytime they run away, or what to say and do so they do not run away.

I will protect them.

I will stop them from getting in trouble. . .

But I am not patient. I am not strong. I do not always know what to do. And I am imperfect.

Deep inside, I feel crushed.

Why isn't he home? He has been gone for three nights.

What can I do to prevent this from happening again?

I did it again. I failed my son.

You see, my son left home again. My son who is a chronic runner, who was doing good staying put since summer. He ran away again.

He left on Wednesday night following a heated argument between me and him. It started with the issue of taking the dogs out to go potty. So ridiculous.

How do I cope?

After wiping my tears, I grab my rosary every day (or my virtual rosary group in the form of an app). This rosary is my crutch and support, for this difficult time.

I have done what I know I should do—try to locate/message/call him and his friends. Report to the authorities.

After all that, I could cry a lot, or pray, or say the rosary. But today, I choose to do the last two.

Mother Mary, help me and my son find comfort.

And while you are praying for us, please include the family of the innocent people murdered by a couple in San Bernardino, California.

Help us.

I haven't gotten out much lately but I did shoot a few pictures:

Stolen shots of my teens before their required urine tests.
The view of the chairs from the chairs where I was sitting waiting for them.
Across the street on a windy day. I did not catch the flying leaves.
The view of cloudy downtown before the snow/rain day.
The fake foliage in the corner while I waited for my daughter finish her psychotherapy.

I like looking at the skies in this pictures. They make me think of my father who died last Wednesday. May his soul rest in peace. His suffering was brief (two days in the hospital), and over. May we (the ones you left behind) all heal from the shock of your sudden disappearance from our lives. We pray . . .