The initials of my username--MSA--are also the initials of my disease (MSA/Shy-Drager Syndrome). Once upon a time I was a writer and because of it, travelled the world. Now you may notice typos, grammatical errors, and the like that can be attributable to anything from my vision problems, screens that aren't big enough, trying to write when I can't sleep (now that I have time for it I can't sleep), and the like. That is half the list of reasons for my writing faux pas. But I'm still writing and still living as I can that's most comfortable for me.
He was my beloved And I was his And for that moment time stopped. We captured infinity in A kiss A glance A touch. Tho' folly enlarged our world Infinity made two hearts one. #nasa.
Goodnight, my love My eyes are getting heavy But even more I just want to escape To a world where we are one.
N ear me, tho you are an ocean away A lways a heartbeat away from me S eeing, watching over me year after year A ll I want is you, my NASA man. #acrostic.
Starlight, Starbright, To the sky I looked for you tonight And became jealous of them all.
If I was reckless If I lied to you And made a mess of your life And, in the process, put my life on the line, Would you choose prison to protect me.
Markova, "I Will Not Die an Unlived Life.".
I am working on something, so I turned to reading my favorite poet--Ella Wheeler Wilcox--for inspiration.
"Without music, life would be a mistake." ~ Friedrich Nietzsche.
The Burden is relative to all of us. We choose and decide what aspect of our life is a burden.
I have so many aches and pains already, But the best are those that come from being wrapped around your sholders. I am thankful they are broad enough to carry me.