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My son is my love...
and without him, i would not be whole... just like without history, where would i be right now? how could one be like one could be? let me tell ya, history is complicated, it can be good, bad, taken in, lived in, or thought of as a lesson that can be learned from, and the way i think is not easy as one could see..... hmmm...i lay here... thinking about history, maybe there is another way to think of it... but i do not know, i sit and think.... paulette tells me i think too much... but why not think?
someone told me not to think.. just do it... lol... sounds like a commerical... or was that in the military, hmmm... intresting...
along time i lived on this planet... been in too many situations of where i had to teach.. love.. hate.. dang, i wish i could of done things differently... isn't that regretting the past?
maybe... i'm not a shrink.... but it may be common sense... i do have that... and seeing history in my eyes, does teach me one thing... to learn from it... not to repeat it... think about what i'm about to do at a certain point of time i'm about to repeat history.... so where do i go from now?
lets sit and think... putting all the puzzle pieces together, i do what i do... every day, every way... wiether i talk to an old friend... helping a friend... or even giving advice to a friend who needs it.... so there it is... history is complicated... at least to me... so i step and march into the future... making history....