Effort

Sometimes there is just too much rattling around in my head to get it down on "paper". I have tried to start writing this blog three times. And each time I end up erasing it. I don't know how to express what is going on inside right now.

This is a poem I found in a book I read when I was in junior high. I still remember the feeling I got when I read it. It described my feelings so accurately! It was as though it was written for me.

I used to wish that I could find
A friend, a special one.
I dreamed she would be wonderful.
I dreamed she would be fun.

I thought of us with jokes to tell
And secrets we would share.
I knew that when I hurt inside
She would really care.

I dreamed that we would laugh a lot
And hardly ever fight.
But if we did, then both of us
Would try to make it right.

I used to know a lot of girls
But never could I find
This one girl I kept wishing for,
The friend inside my mind.

Then you came banging into my life
And all I wished came true.
I have the friend I dreamed about --
You.

from Jean Little's book "Look Through My Window"