Someone understands me!!

I was so excited when I read this.  I dont' know how they knew this stuff and I am not even sure if others are as 'right on' as my sign is, but this is scary on point for me!   It makes me feel like it is okay to be how I am.  The emotional part was right on and I HATE to be tied down.  I am a free agent.  So weird that nothing that was written contradicts my personality!
http://zodiac-signs-astrology.com/zodiac-signs/aquarius.htm

Cranky Old Man.....

 

What do you see nurses? . . .. . .What do you see?
What are you thinking .. . when you're looking at me?
A cranky old man, . . . . . .not very wise,
Uncertain of habit .. . . . . . . .. with faraway eyes?
Who dribbles his food .. . ... . . and makes no reply.
When you say in a loud voice . .'I do wish you'd try!'
Who seems not to notice . . .the things that you do.
And forever is losing . . . . . .. . . A sock or shoe?
Who, resisting or not . . . ... lets you do as you will,
With bathing and feeding . . . .The long day to fill?
Is that what you're thinking?. .Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse .you're not looking at me.
I'll tell you who I am . . . . .. As I sit here so still,
As I do at your bidding, .. . . . as I eat at your will.
I'm a small child of Ten . .with a father and mother,
Brothers and sisters .. . . .. . who love one another
A young boy of Sixteen . . . .. with wings on his feet
Dreaming that soon now . . .. . . a lover he'll meet.
A groom soon at Twenty . . . ..my heart gives a leap.
Remembering, the vows .. .. .that I promised to keep.
At Twenty-Five, now . . . . .I have young of my own.
Who need me to guide . . . And a secure happy home.
A man of Thirty . .. . . . . My young now grown fast,
Bound to each other . . .. With ties that should last.
At Forty, my young sons .. .have grown and are gone,
But my woman is beside me . . to see I don't mourn.
At Fifty, once more, .. ...Babies play 'round my knee,
Again, we know children . . . . My loved one and me.
Dark days are upon me . . . . My wife is now dead.
I look at the future ... . . . . I shudder with dread.
For my young are all rearing .. . . young of their own.
And I think of the years . . . And the love that I've known.
I'm now an old man . . . . . . .. and nature is cruel.
It's jest to make old age . . . . . . . look like a fool.
The body, it crumbles .. .. . grace and vigour, depart.
There is now a stone . . . where I once had a heart.
But inside this old carcass . A young man still dwells,
And now and again . . . . . my battered heart swells
I remember the joys . . . . .. . I remember the pain.
And I'm loving and living . . . . . . . life over again.
I think of the years, all too few . . .. gone too fast.
And accept the stark fact . . . that nothing can last.

So open your eyes, people .. . . . .. . . open and see.

Not a cranky old man .
Look closer . . . . see .. .. . .. .... . ME!!

Where is the Limit?

This is a true statement.  But when does reality kick in.  You want your children to succeed in all that they try.  In all that they want to do,  dream to do, ATTEMPT to do... but at some point it has nothing to do with ability, education or self-esteem... but with reality. 

How do you allow anyone that you love to place themselves on a destructive path just for the sake of a dream.  How do you allow anyone you love to make choices that will end with regret and with discontentment.  As a parent, I was always my kids biggest fan.  I wanted my children to be in everything and to to enjoy it all.  I remember telling my oldest son that his life couldnt' be all about football and sports, so I made him (and yes I use the word MADE correctly) be in a play.  I also bought him a quitar and encourage music.  Point is, I didn't want my kids to put it all in one basket!  Self Esteem is important, but so is teaching reality.  So is teaching them that they can do anything they want, but because of powers beyond their control they might not achieve those goals and need to have a back up plan.... or make new goals. 

I am reminded of all the awards that kids get in sports today.  Everyone gets an award cause no one needs to feel left out. Am I wrong in thinking that we as parents need to keep it real so our kids aren't looking at thier future like it is owed to them?  I worry about that. 

Butterfly

My heart is heavy for a family I know tonight.  Such saddeness should not have to be endured from a mother, a father, brothers and sisters or grandparents. Parents should not have to lose a child.  The order of life should be in stone. 

A butterfly lights beside us like a sunbeam
And for a brief moment its glory
and beauty belong to our world
But then it flies again
And though we wish it could have stayed . . .
We feel lucky to have seen it.

Many Faces of Me