Wednesday, April 14, 2010

One Year Ago...


Subject : One Year Ago
Category : Jobs, work, careers
1/31/2010
Mood : Sad


One year ago
You went away
It wasn't your choice
You could not stay...
I spent more than a day trying to work these words into a poem but it didn't work so I felt it best to leave them be. One year ago today, I lost my brother Nick to leukemia and those lines are dedicated to him in his memory...
I love and miss you little brother. RIP Nick Reo 2.13.78 to 1.30.09

Nick Reo 2.13.78-1.30.09... 15 months later

This was posted on Myspace originally. As of this date, it is still up to allow those who wish to leave comments to do so. The book will be forthcoming as soon as I get enough people who wish to comment.

Subject : Nick Reo 2.13.78-1.30.09
Category : Life
2/13/2010
Mood : Sleepy

Tomorrow is Nick Reo's birthday (2.13.78-1.30.09). He would have been 32. As the one who is maintaining his guest book, I would like to invite you to read and add condolences, wish him a Happy Birthday in heaven, or whatever you wish to the book as it will only be available until March 4, after which I will be arranging to have it published in book form.
http://obitsnj.com/JerseyJournal/GB/GuestbookView . aspx?PersonId=123687990
In addition, his myspace page is being maintained by one of my sisters, Rose,in his memory. You are welcome to friend his page and add comments to that as well.
www.myspace.com/devilsfan1108
Thank you for helping me keep his memory alive if you can. Peace and love and have a Happy Valentine's Day.
Sue :-)

It's been a long time... hopefully with more to follow...

     It's been a long time since I've written anything on this blogspot. A lot has happened. I am no longer in a down place in my life. I am no longer at my job as of December 11 of last year. They put me out of my misery by firing me.The timing was bad due to the economy.  Truth is, they did me a huge favor, looking back with a clearer head. I am slowly getting back into the game, hoping to give writing a serious shot, with a political bend to the writing since politics is my passion right now. Some of my writing will be very personal in the feeling department, mostly in the political department.
      In the meantime, next Saturday night April 17, I will be seeing my talk show favorite Stephanie Miller in action with John Fugelsang, Hal Sparks and the Rude Pundit (www.rudepundit.blogspot.com), all of whom I can't wait to meet. I am looking into schools, part time work, something to kill the time since I've been out of the workforce for awhile.  As soon as I can figure out how, I am hoping to put a donate button on this blog, since I do enjoy writing and hope to make a little money from doing it. I'm realistic enough to know that unless you're extremely lucky, one can make a salary just from writing, which is why I'm looking for work again also. Anyone hiring??? Just kidding, I know it's bad out there and I'd rather look at my own pace anyway.  I don't want to end up doing something that makes me miserable again. 2009 was the worst year of my life. (See other posts in this blog for more information). I'm hoping 2010 is much better. Here's to a new life, Susiecutie!!!

Cafeteria Blues

I wrote this about a week ago. I'm not exactly a poet per se, but the urge moved me. Here it is. Enjoy...

Tuesday, September 09, 2008
Cafeteria Blues
Current mood: melancholy
Category: Jobs, Work, Careers

7 weeks later
Sitting at a table
Watching the world go by
No one acknowledging your presence
No one caring whether you exist or not
Just passing you by with their food and gossip
Leaving you with your food and drink and sadness
Yet keeping you with your principles and pride
And confidence
Knowing you did what was right.
It wasn't without sacrifice
It wasn't without fear
It was with a sliver of strength you never knew existed within you
Until you found you needed it.You ask yourself if it was worth it
You ask yourself why
Others are afraid to stand up for themselves
And prefer only to follow the crowd
For fear of being rejected
For fear of being alone
For fear of being ostracized
And not being accepted.
As for me
I prefer to be myself
Not to be part of a crowd
That makes me sacrifice
Who I am and
Who I want to become.
I'd rather stay real
And true to myself
Than be a part of something
That I know in my heart is wrong
If that means I sit alone
Day after day with my food and drink to
Keep me company
Then that is the sacrifice I must make
Not to be part of the crowd
Then I'll continue the fight
to remain true to myself
as a survivor in the world of right and wrong.

Virgin Text from a T-Mobile Sidekick... guess it works...

This is a test post. Blogging from mobile telephone. Have a nice day.

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