Moochie’s Mementos (and a pic or two)

Half empty

It is a nagging
Deep in my bones
About yes or no
And why or how
The questions swirl
And I have no answers

It’s not okay
When the thoughts
Slip away
With the pieces
Of beloved memories
Like sands through a glass

It’s falling slowly
This and one more
But not until later
I can do that
I can do anything
For days
For hours
For minutes
For ever
If it means soon
I love your smile and your words. Soon and far off forever... hoping for good things soon and sand not slipping away for forever away.
 
Half empty

It is a nagging
Deep in my bones
About yes or no
And why or how
The questions swirl
And I have no answers

It’s not okay
When the thoughts
Slip away
With the pieces
Of beloved memories
Like sands through a glass

It’s falling slowly
This and one more
But not until later
I can do that
I can do anything
For days
For hours
For minutes
For ever
If it means soon
You are so gorgeous
Your patients are so lucky to have you
I need a sponge bath Moochie
Can you come over??
 
You are beautiful, with an even more beautiful soul. :)

Thanks Mike. I appreciate the sentiment. 🌷

*hugs*
Beautiful morning submission my friend.

About all I can muster lately - thanks Azul 🌷

I love your smile and your words. Soon and far off forever... hoping for good things soon and sand not slipping away for forever away.

Fingers crossed. Goodness knows my schedule won’t be getting any simpler as time passes. Why have I decided to do all the things at once? 😅 I look forward to a big hug in the future (maybe for our birthday?). 💜

You are so gorgeous.
Your patients are so lucky to have you.
I need a sponge bath Moochie,
Can you come over??

I’m so busy lately, Jox…
Plus, that’s not really a nursing skill I’ve retained… I’m sure you’ll be able to find much more qualified help. 😉🌷
 
What the world couldn’t know about me is…

written in small books
kept on hips
warn as scars
flushed down toilets
eaten on the side
pulsing through arteries
picked off trees
carved out of mountains
wrapped in a wish
hungering for more
folded in half
stepped on repeatedly
forgotten in a drawer
driven past
too much to remember
too little to hold onto
burnt up by the sun
protected by a knight
sweetened into a tea
lusted after
known by my Love
edited for consumption
honed by warriors
forged into weapons
used as armor
fought for with everything
left in the dust
still being excavated
Very nice!
 
Fingers crossed. Goodness knows my schedule won’t be getting any simpler as time passes. Why have I decided to do all the things at once? 😅 I look forward to a big hug in the future (maybe for our birthday?). 💜
Birthday hug sounds nice, but I also understand that there is a lot going on in the world.
 
I’ve been letting myself go a bit…
Not really paying attention to what goes into my mouth

As long as it feels good
Tastes good…

So as a consequence,
My hips are growing
My breasts don’t fit the DD bras as well as they used to…
And I really don’t have the time for this shit,
But I need to love myself more
And feel like I’m not the worst thing my mirror has ever reflected.

Will you help me?

I have just enough time -
A month actually -
Before my world gets absolutely stressed
And daily affirmations will be more than I can handle,
I’m going to post a picture and an inspirational quote - or a thought - or just a string of profanities
That fits my day.

Come along with me
Or don’t…
However you feel is understandable.
 
I’ve been letting myself go a bit…
Not really paying attention to what goes into my mouth

As long as it feels good
Tastes good…

So as a consequence,
My hips are growing
My breasts don’t fit the DD bras as well as they used to…
And I really don’t have the time for this shit,
But I need to love myself more
And feel like I’m not the worst thing my mirror has ever reflected.

Will you help me?

I have just enough time -
A month actually -
Before my world gets absolutely stressed
And daily affirmations will be more than I can handle,
I’m going to post a picture and an inspirational quote - or a thought - or just a string of profanities
That fits my day.

Come along with me
Or don’t…
However you feel is understandable.
I’m in the same boat. I suspect many of us are.

We’re more than how our clothes fit.
 
Half empty

It is a nagging
Deep in my bones
About yes or no
And why or how
The questions swirl
And I have no answers

It’s not okay
When the thoughts
Slip away
With the pieces
Of beloved memories
Like sands through a glass

It’s falling slowly
This and one more
But not until later
I can do that
I can do anything
For days
For hours
For minutes
For ever
If it means soon
Thought-provoking writing, and thought-provocative photo!
 
You have absolutely no reason to worry.

Be good to yourself.

I try, but also get in my head too much about how I’m perceived by the rest of the world. When the two are having an argument, it’s rather difficult to get a word in edgewise.

You be good too. 💜


I’m in the same boat. I suspect many of us are.

We’re more than how our clothes fit.

It’s maybe more in my head than anything, really.
I’m told I’m beautiful, wanted, desired…
It’s just that I don’t feel it myself -
So I have to try and find that again

It helps when you can breathe in the clothes, though.

I hope you find yourself happier with yourself as time transpires, as much as I hope the same for myself. 🌷


Yea but they can join you! Gorgeous as always.

Ha! I’ll need a larger tub then, eh? 😅

Thought-provoking writing, and thought-provocative photo!

Thanks, ouchie. 🌷 Guess we’ll see where the journey leads now.

We may not be able to take a bath for you, but I could take a bath with you.😇

Hehe! Oh Todger! Always looking at a problem with such ingenuity. 💋
 
OUR journey had advanced;
Our feet were almost come
To that odd fork in Being’s road,
Eternity by term.

Our pace took sudden awe,
Our feet reluctant led.
Before were cities, but between,
The forest of the dead.

- Emily Dickinson
 

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OUR journey had advanced;
Our feet were almost come
To that odd fork in Being’s road,
Eternity by term.

Our pace took sudden awe,
Our feet reluctant led.
Before were cities, but between,
The forest of the dead.

- Emily Dickinson
Nice words on a Sunday morning, Moochie. Hope you are well I am getting back to a flow after a heart procedure. Very introspective time.
 
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What the world couldn’t know about me is…

written in small books
kept on hips
warn as scars
flushed down toilets
eaten on the side
pulsing through arteries
picked off trees
carved out of mountains
wrapped in a wish
hungering for more
folded in half
stepped on repeatedly
forgotten in a drawer
driven past
too much to remember
too little to hold onto
burnt up by the sun
protected by a knight
sweetened into a tea
lusted after
known by my Love
edited for consumption
honed by warriors
forged into weapons
used as armor
fought for with everything
left in the dust
still being excavated
This is sooo cool!
 
OUR journey had advanced;
Our feet were almost come
To that odd fork in Being’s road,
Eternity by term.

Our pace took sudden awe,
Our feet reluctant led.
Before were cities, but between,
The forest of the dead.

- Emily Dickinson
You most certainly are cuddle worthy.
 
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OUR journey had advanced;
Our feet were almost come
To that odd fork in Being’s road,
Eternity by term.

Our pace took sudden awe,
Our feet reluctant led.
Before were cities, but between,
The forest of the dead.

- Emily Dickinson

Fortunately still a long walk ahead of us.

Looking ravishing I see - as always!
 
OUR journey had advanced;
Our feet were almost come
To that odd fork in Being’s road,
Eternity by term.

Our pace took sudden awe,
Our feet reluctant led.
Before were cities, but between,
The forest of the dead.

- Emily Dickinson
There is a pretty face under all that hair somewhere
 
Nice words on a Sunday morning, Moochie. Hope you are well. I am getting back to a flow after a heart procedure. Very introspective time.

Nothing to make you think of mortality more than Dickinson and heart procedures on a Sunday morning, eh? I closed a large incision on a woman’s breast this past week and had some serious thoughts about life after the almost… probably too many, but it helped me in my work. It was a lovely closure (so said my surgeon).

This

This is sooo cool!

I had the thought while at work and quickly wrote it. Glad it was well received. 🌷

I’ve used this text in my classes before. I’m not huge on ED, but I really was able to get them taking on this one.

The picture is glorious, Mooch. Glorious.

I was worried the whole thing would be too macabre for a Sunday morning. Glad it isn’t… I do think the pic helped, though.

You most certainly are cuddle worthy.

If I wasn’t feeling so little today I would likely take this as a “more to love” comment, but Manni says I shouldn’t. So thank you, hb. 🌷

Fortunately still a long walk ahead of us.

Looking ravishing I see - as always!

I hope a long road for us all, full of cities that excite our very souls. 🌷

Something about that shape gets me every time. 😍

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There is a pretty face under all that hair somewhere

Maaaaaaaaybe? Probably won’t see that face in this thread again. I did that once and the creepiness factor was raised by 60% for the two hours I left the pic up. You can search - maybe you’ll find it (also I will blur it and you can squint! 😜)



** A side note: the largest complaint I get as a poster here is I’m not flirty and don’t interact enough. This is me trying, but likely, there will be times when I don’t want to reply and I can’t think of something to say. In those, I hope you will accept my “like” of your comment. I only have so much time for this piece of my life. Thank you in advance for understanding.
 
Nothing to make you think of mortality more than Dickinson and heart procedures on a Sunday morning, eh? I closed a large incision on a woman’s breast this past week and had some serious thoughts about life after the almost… probably too many, but it helped me in my work. It was a lovely closure (so said my surgeon).



I had the thought while at work and quickly wrote it. Glad it was well received. 🌷



I was worried the whole thing would be too macabre for a Sunday morning. Glad it isn’t… I do think the pic helped, though.



If I wasn’t feeling so little today I would likely take this as a “more to love” comment, but Manni says I shouldn’t. So thank you, hb. 🌷



I hope a long road for us all, full of cities that excite our very souls. 🌷




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Maaaaaaaaybe? Probably won’t see that face in this thread again. I did that once and the creepiness factor was raised by 60% for the two hours I left the pic up. You can search - maybe you’ll find it (also I will blur it and you can squint! 😜)



** A side note: the largest complaint I get as a poster here is I’m not flirty and don’t interact enough. This is me trying, but likely, there will be times when I don’t want to reply and I can’t think of something to say. In those, I hope you will accept my “like” of your comment. I only have so much time for this piece of my life. Thank you in advance for understanding.
Just be yourself. If your prose and your pictures are not enough for them they can always look elsewhere. You are amazing. Don't ever change.
 
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