Belief

Sometimes the hardest thing is belief in oneself. Why is it that the things we love to do, are the things we are afraid to accomplish. Maybe, I'm not good enough. What I do isn't good enough. Maybe others won't like what I have done? The funny thing is, no one knows and no one cares what I think sometimes. That is the kicker. People are so busy with their lives that they don't know what other people think of feel. Isn't that funny. I think so.

Up before the sun

I have been getting up before the sun for a while now. It has been interesting the things I get done before that ball of fire arrives. I have written lots of stories an poems of course no one reads them but oh ho, I have a good time. That is all that matter's I guess. I still haven't figured out how a man's mind works. If anyone read my blog then maybe they could let me know what they think but it will remain the mysterious mystery of all time. At least to me anyway. Marci

Abd Er-Rahman III of Spain:

I have now reigned about 50 years in victory or peace, beloved by my subjects, dreaded by my enemies, and respected by my allies. Riches and honors, power and pleasure, have waited on my call, nor does any earthly blessing appear to have been wanting to my felicity. In this situation, I have diligently numbered the days of pure and genuine happiness which have fallen to my lot. They amount to fourteen. (960 C.E.)

Albert Camus:

You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life.

Hey, I have discovered classmates.com. It has been a fun discovery for me. I have got onto a writing group, arts and crafts, geneology, and have discovered friends I never knew I had when I got onto my class website. It has been an awesome inspiring time for me and for Fred even. We met a guy that was from his graduating class and he came over and Fred and he reminiced even though he was a football player and Fred was a quiet shy, kind of a guy. It was very fun and enllightening time for me as I watched Fred light up. He has the cutest dimples you know. IT was fun.

My wings are spread and I will fly

Well, I am 51 and it is time for me to fly. But now that I am old enough to fly, I want to change my name. Marci is my legal name but, strange person that I am, I want to be known (at least in artistic circles (written and arty) as Marcella Isabella. For some people (family) this will be very strange. But for me it is a rising of the old me into a new and better me. Leaving behind the old labels, either put on by others, life or whatever. I am meeting new people this year who are changing my life. I freely and gratefully acknowledge the hand of God in my life at this time. I thank him for his patience with me, a daughter who is a trial a lot of times to any one who knows her and loves her. But mostly to myself. I love you and am grateful I am you. You are beautiful, strong, courageous, a fighter and a lover. A fighter for those who are the underdog and a lover of all that is good, praiseworthy and of good report. I am one of those. Thanks Marci and goodbye Hello Marcella it is your time to fly.