Happy Birthday

I love you.
You make my life beautiful.

That time

Its that time of year again, and I have been falling slowly apart so it has good timing.

Whether you believe in New Years resolutions or not, its a good time of year to re-evaluate how things went, what you need to change about your life, what you will prioritise next year. I like to goal set all year round (I don't always actually do it, but I like to think about it), but New Years is a new start for me to let go of the things that haven't worked out and look at things from the zoomed out perspective rather than the day to day perspective that I usually use. I am hopeing to further post about what I come up with, but the holiday season is often a busy one for me, so I can't actually promise anything.

Perhaps my resolutions should include finding some way to stay in touch better, and probably also to post more often... I have been slack this year. Once per week isn't a bad goal... I will think about it :)

If I don't post again before hand, I hope everyone has a merry christmas, a happy new year, and a restful break.

Child

I am feeling... strange, disjointed, childish. I want to say so many things, and yet I don't know what I want to say.

When we were children
my sister and I
Our uncle told us that he had a dinosaur
In his bedroom
In his closet
And every morning for breakfast, he fed it
Seventeen Sausages
Eight eggs
Bushels of bacon
But
It was always a little bit hungry

So we went down the hall
Past his door
At a run

I didn't really believe him
Dinosaurs are very big
Much too big to fit in a closet.
It probably lived under the house
And came up through a hole in his closet
Just to get breakfast.

When we were older
My sister and I
Our uncle told us that he was going overseas
On a plane
And that gran would feed the dinosaur, its
Seventeen sausages
Eight eggs
Bushels of bacon
But
He was worried that some days she might forget

And one boring, rain swept day
We went looking for it
The dinosaur
And in that closet there were
clothes
Shoes
Books
and a gun
But not a dinosaur in sight
Then we looked under the house too
No dinosaur

Our uncle lied to us
My sister and I
And to this day we wonder
How he got such a big dinosaur into his suitcase.

*edited for simplicity