Igster's Inklings

Ive heard that saying fr most of my life. Honestly it  never mean anything to me. After all until I was 18 I lived, well, at home. So it didn’t apply. Over the years Ive moved to other states and always had a I don’t know a pang of regret for NJ. But, I’ve also moved back, if only briefly. The most recent time was this past Feb. We’ve been here since then.

The town is great, the people are nice and Im within minutes of some of my family. And while we like it here, we’re not as happy as I thought.

I was talking to Chelle today. I realized we should not have moved from Texas when we moved to PA. The kids had good friends in Grapevine, so did Chelle and I.  They were outside for like 10 mos out of the year and could swim from like apr through Oct. Sure it was far away from family. That only served to make the 4 of us closer as a family. Which is a great thing imho.

I never really realized, or may I did and was avoiding it, Ive come to hate despise, dislike it it here?

I swore that I would never say thins or even consider crossing the Red River going south again. I miss Texas. I think that’s the most logical place for us to go. We mostly know the area, we liked it, the people the food etc.

I’m even thinking about finally getting that college degree Ive wanted since I was 18. TCCD looks like a good school.  Maybe Chelle will get a real job and not that bullshit she’s dealing with now, we’ll get a great place to live and I’ll go to school.

I’m not sure now where I first came across this. But, I loved it almost from the start.  I wanted to share it, and now I can through this blog. I hope you all like it as well.This is found on poeticportal.com (thank you to them for hosting it)

I live for those who love me,
Whose hearts are kind and true;
For the Heaven that smiles above me,
And awaits my spirit too;
For all human ties that bind me,
For the task by God assigned me,
For the bright hopes yet to find me,
And the good that I can do.

I live to learn their story
Who suffered for my sake;
To emulate their glory,
And follow in their wake;
Bards, patriots, martyrs, sages,
The heroic of all ages,
Whose deeds crowd History’s pages,
And Time’s great volume make.

I live to hold communion
With all that is divine,
To feel there is a union
‘Twixt Nature’s heart and mine;
To profit by affliction,
Reap truth from fields of fiction,
Grow wiser from conviction,
And fulfil God’s grand design.

I live to hail that season
By gifted ones foretold,
When men shall live by reason,
And not alone by gold;
When man to man united,
And every wrong thing righted,
The whole world shall be lighted
As Eden was of old.

I live for those who love me,
For those who know me true,
For the Heaven that smiles above me,
And awaits my spirit too;
For the cause that lacks assistance,
For the wrong that needs resistance,
For the future in the distance,
And the good that I can do.

- George Linnaeus Banks