Wednesday, December 1, 2010

cement.


Last night I could have punched a hole 
through the wall.
I was so angry, and so frustrated. 
I don't usually get angry, I usually get sad...but this was something more.
This was knowing I had hurt them.
This was knowing I was hurt.
It was frustration of trusting people.
Hearing one thing and seeing another.
Believe the best, then wishing I hadn't.
...giving second, second chances.
Being misunderstood and not being able to do anything about it.
.
My friend said to me today - "You're a treasure, live like you believe it."
So, there you have it. 

Tomorrow I have an interview. 
For my dream job.
I could not possibly be more excited.
When I left America, I knew in my heart it wouldn't be for a year.
This could be something permenant.
Those could have been some lasts.

A blank wall, waiting to be painted.
I'm choosing bright, and brighter colors.
Let's go God, you and me.

5 comments:

Liesl said...

I am DYING to know what the interview is for?!!! What's your dream job?!

Anonymous said...

I think we all want to know that!

GLB said...

:) It was to work in a home for women in need, where I would be like a house parent. I'll find out next week how it went!

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Anonymous said...

!!!!!!!