Who dances with me | Filed under Missy
Many times I am a maze of contradictions——rebellious, poetic, passionate and moody.
Often I feel and know I am strong enough to fight for my beliefs, stubborn to a fault even fighting long after a cause was lost, not wanting to let go, refusing to admit defeat.
I can be found at times dreaming and knowing I will one day be known as a generous one who gave whatever I had.
I wonder is it safe to say I am a lady with a soft skin—–tough mind. I do believe it is safe to say ——I am a sweet dreamer with towering ambitions.
Have you ever stopped and thought for a moment—–some parts in the bible can be read and you will find yourself with erotic thoughts. I know I might find myself hearing from some here but I am just speaking about the words—-that come from the Bible not how we interpret it and what it means to us. Actually stop and think for a minute here——-that apple that Eve took the first forbidden bite of ——–imagine it could be oh just so sweet, tart, succulent, unbearably delicious, seductive……..
Those thoughts can leave you hot full of passion, tempting——
In the past, I ran playfully in the moonlight which led to kissing in unlikely places. Did you catch that I said in the past—— I am not angry or bitter for I am still full of passion——yes I am a maze of contradictions —– I’m full of life and happy……today……..tomorrow, well that’s tomorrow.
It has been confirmed I’m on the rebound from a Missy relapse. This was the second most severe of all relapses since Missy came to live with me. I am hearing slow—–patience——listen—— don’t overdo things just because you feel better than you have in six months. You are vulnerable…….pay attention to the warning symptoms……..listen………rest…….don’t push when you feel that resistance…….Today I listen……tomorrow, well that’s tomorrow.
Just a glimpse of what Missy does—–
She takes my body, numbs most of it.
I try and stand often, I must reach out to hold or I fall.
I say go this way my legs go that way.
Tingle, burning, just a little like standing in an ant bed
Is the pain and discomfort I know.
She runs after my mind, plays games.
I tend to forget things not really like old people
It is a different way—-you know like right is write and rite.
It is actually all the games she plays in my brain.
Now what was I righting—writing—see.
She even makes a habit of coming after my spirit.
I try not to be depressed, but she does make me cry.
She does know the buttons to push.
I don’t fear the worst because I always know—-
Missy cannot destroy me——
Missy is resting now—–It has been a very long and difficult fight I have had with her this time and as I said she is resting—–not asleep but I am smiling and happy.
If I can only remember one day at a time.
Now back to dreaming——
Save the Last Dance for Me Lyrics, The Drifters
You can dance
Ev’ry dance with the guy
Who gives you the eye
Let him hold you tight
You can smile
Ev’ry smile for the man who held your hand
‘Neath the pale moonlight
But don’t forget who’s taking you home
And in whose arms you’re gonna be
So darlin’, save the last dance for me, mmmm
Oh, I know (oh, I know)
That the music’s fine
Like sparkling wine
Go and have your fun
Laugh and sing
But while we’re apart
Don’t give your heart to anyone
But don’t forget who’s taking you home
And in whose arms you’re gonna be
So darlin’, save the last dance for me, mmmm
Baby, don’t you know
I love you so
Can’t you feel it when we touch
I will never, never let you go
I love you oh, so much
You can dance (you can dance)
Go and carry on
‘Til the night is gone
And it’s time to go
If he asks if you’re all alone
Can he take you home you must tell him no
‘Cause don’t forget who’s taking you home
And in whose arm’s you’re gonna be
So, darlin’, save the last dance for me
—- Instrumental Interlude —-
‘Cause don’t forget who’s taking you home
And in whose arm’s your gonna be
So, darlin’, save the last dance for me, mmmm
Save the last dance for me, mmmm-hummmm
Save the last dance for me, mmmm
Oh that last dance will not be with Missy——-and I will have it, you promised me .
Rebellious, poetic, passionate and moody a maze of contradictions that is who I am.
April 13th, 2007 at 11:29 am
I am so happy to hear you are on the rebound from a Missy relapse!!! This was a beautiful post which shows your beauty and strength in every word.
April 13th, 2007 at 12:24 pm
She may come after your spirit and cause you to cry, but she will never succeed. Your spirit is strong and beautiful like your heart. Even when you’re down, you lift others up. Like me. Thank you for reaching out your hand in friendship; I treasure your kindness and hold you close in my heart.
April 13th, 2007 at 12:42 pm
You can’t be beaten unless you let Missy win so might as well dance with her until she gets tired and lets you be, to dance to the rythme you want to
Great Post
April 13th, 2007 at 1:50 pm
You dance with us everytime you type a word, Vickie. The rythym is in your words and posts and I consider myself lucky to have danced with you.
April 13th, 2007 at 3:13 pm
Vickie!!!n
So happy to see this post.
It must be so hard to slow down and pace yourself when you feel so good. If I were you I would be tempted to do as much as I could before the little missy come back to dance with you again.
You recovered in time to enjoy the beauty of the spring. Hope you can get out and enjoy some fresh air and sunshine.
April 13th, 2007 at 4:15 pm
See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the dancing queen
Your post made me think of that song!
Be safe…
April 14th, 2007 at 12:49 am
Hi Vickie, that was an excellent post giving us a glimpse of your life that we don’t know.
I am a lover of rhyming poetry almost to the exclusion on non-rhyming poetry but your piece here goes straight into my poetry file… thank you.
April 14th, 2007 at 10:04 am
Sways to the music with you.
I am thrilled to hear you are feeling better.
My post today is dedicated to you.
I have missed you.
Beautiful post here sweetie!
Huggles and Love,
Raggedy
April 14th, 2007 at 11:06 am
missed you vicki!
good post…..
April 14th, 2007 at 12:21 pm
A very good post. I lived with a lady who fought rheumatoid arthritis and it’s complications for many years. She had the same attitude as you, to never give up, and that is what often keeps you going through those trying times when the “problem” is active. Don’t give up and keep on dancing, Miss Vicki!
April 14th, 2007 at 3:51 pm
April 14th, 2007 at 7:05 pm
Yes I promised.
April 14th, 2007 at 10:00 pm
Missy obviously still hasn’t figured out who she is messing with. You have a lot of dances left on the card and Missy may tug at your dress but she won’t keep you off the floor for long.
April 16th, 2007 at 1:37 pm
I’m glad you’re feeling better. Friday, before the news about my cousin, I was singing that same song in the car.
April 17th, 2007 at 8:18 am
(((Vicki))))
I’m glad you are on the rebound. I knew you weren’t feeling well. I must echo your thoughts, accept the limitations and enjoy what you have.
Love
April 17th, 2007 at 1:29 pm
May I have this dance?
They’re playing our song:
“The Olive Garden”
April 18th, 2007 at 10:20 am
*sniffle* that was beautiful; every word. May Missy be in a deep slumber and not bother you again for a long time.
I’ll take that dance too… let’s go sit on your porch and have some special lemonade and talk until our voices are hoarse, we’re cried out, and our bellies ache from laughing.
I love you to bits, my dear friend. *HUUGS*
April 20th, 2007 at 10:30 am
I’m sorry Missy is acting up for you.
My sis-in-law’s MS never behaves the way anyone can predict, not from day one.
It’s a thief, and a sneaky and unpredictable one at that.
Praying and hoping that Missy stays asleep for a very good long while, maybe forever…