Lady of Leisure

So I've had a few weeks with not going to work. Another of my Multiple Operations Managers (M.O.M.) friends called and asked if I was a lady of leisure now. We both laughed because we know that staying at home and raising the kids is no leisurely thing. I think I work more now than when I went to work. But I don't think I would change a thing. We took the kids to the races last night, ZJ loved them except when there was a caution-the cars weren't going fast enough for her! well gotta go chase kids and dogs....

Hope

Only one thing stands a chance
Against the hollow that threatens
It is the only thing that can fight
It's hope
Only one thing can dissipate the anger
It can renew the smile
It can refresh the spirit
It's hope
It can reignite the flames of familiarity
It douses out the anguish
It picks you up from the depths of despair
It's hope
It can break through the darkness
It sends its rays to warm you
It knocks back complacency
It's hope
It defeats depression
It destroys emptiness
It triumphs over the torture
It's hope
It is available only by God's grace
It has no expense
You can get it anytime
It's hope
It will always be there
No matter how small a dose
Just reach out
It's hope
Cling to it for dear life
Don't ever let go
For when the hollow attacks again
Hope will prevail

The Hollow

You don't know what it is, but it's there
Lurking behind every empty smile
Hiding behind the seemingly perfect facade
It's the hollow
Sneaking into each intimate moment
Sometimes the sarcasm douses the flame
But the embers never die
It's the hollow
The little lies cover it for a time
But it scratches it's way to the surface
Knowing there's no one to confide in
It's the hollow
You are never sure if it's the unfulfilled dreams
Or the childhood secret dying to burst out
It could be the let down of this life
It's the hollow
It gnaws away at the spirit
It eats at your soul
It drowns you in quiet anguish
It's the hollow
You search for freedom
And almost have it in your grasp
But freedom seems no match
For it's the hollow
Tears cannot even rain down
Nothing seems to matter
Everything appears surreal
But it's the hollow
It will steal away any happiness
But not with haste, only stealth
All just seems barely out of reach
It's the hollow
Teasing, taunting, torturing
Dangling, leading, suppressing
Empty, nothing, just hollow