Driving Song

Hands tapping the steering wheel
While waiting for the light to change
Humming the tune makes it more real
When you're so out of range

And I hear you softly whispering
Goodbye
And as the light turns from red to green
I know that I...

I'm thinking
As I'm driving along
And I'm dreaming
As I'm singing our song
And I'm hoping
That everything will be OK with you
Yes I do...


Turning up the music full blast
Singing along at the top of my lungs
Helps me to live a bit of the past
While staying what I've become

I roll down the window next to me
To feel the wind blow
And though you're not where I want you to be
I'll say what I know

Cuz I'm thinking
As I'm driving along
And I'm dreaming
As I'm singing our song
And I'm hoping
That everything will be OK with you
Yes I do...

Hurt

Locked in a power struggle
I have no wish
To be a part of.

As long as someone is helped,
Who cares who does the helping?

Do you really have to put another down?

Do you really have to confuse
Someone who is already quite confused?

Do you really think my hashkafos
Are not up to par?

Why are you catching me on something
You do yourself?

Why are you taking me to task
For something you never spoke to me about?

Have you ever asked me
Why I do the things I do?

Have you ever asked me anything at all?

And one last question -
Would you ever have spoken to her if I hadn't done so first?



I'm so glad I'm leaving this school.

Different

Different foods.
Different jokes.
Different decor.
Defferent shul.
Different tastes.
Different mannerisms.
Different faces.
Different friends.
Different siblings.
Different schedule.
Different discussions.
Different nephews.
Different problems.
Different surroundings.

Things are so different
When you're at the in-laws.

Acting The Part

The curtains have parted
The show has begun
And there's little old me on the stage

And I say my line
Just the very first one
But it seems that I'm on the wrong page

The audience snickers
It's their bit of fun
As I start to feel half my age

When another actor
Whose part's almost done
Spouts advice with the ease of a sage

And he tells me I must
Desist to run
And slowly walk into my cage

Act the same as the next
Forget every pun
Dress along with the ton
Expect to have fun
Wear your hair in a bun
Never use a gun
Stay out of the sun
And that nobody's won
On this stage.

Responsibility

I don't think many kids (or adults!) nowadays know what it means to take responsibilty for their actions. They think that if they do something wrong, people should and will automatically forgive them, no matter how grave the sin. They think that if they say "I'm sorry" then they shouldn't have to face the consequences.

You should see the look of surprise on my students' faces when I tell them that I accept their apologies for their chutzpah, but they still have to sit detention. It's almost like they never heard of such a thing; that once they said the magic words, all's forgotten.

Sorry, kiddos, but that's not the way life works. You lose a million dollars: no matter how many times you apologize, the money ain't comin back.

Learn to take responsibilty, own up to your faults, and not expect things to magically disappear...

Thanks!

Thank you for the patience
And for the endless care
Thank you for the emails
To let me know you're there
Thank you for the messages
Reminding me to write
Thanks for the encouragement
At any time of night
Thanks for the chats
and for the comments
and for the endless laughs
And I'm sorry things ain't regular
Since I found my better half...

Have a great Shabbos!

Getting There...

Beeeeeeeeeeep.

Hey, Dreamer!
Knock, knock.
I've been calling you for days
and you haven't answered your cell
even once.
I know you're engaged, but
COME ON!
Things can't be that busy.

Wait, that's you clicking in.
Bye now.

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Dreamer!
Baruch Mechayeh Meisim!
So, how's gown searching coming along?
What?!?
You have one already?
What about everything else?
Yah, I hear you.
Ok, so you've got your
shoes
sheitels
sheva brachos outfits
headpiece
veil
hall
shabbos sheva brachos place
exchanged gifts
...

WHEN DID YOU GO TO ISRAEL?!?
Uh, huh.
You're crazy, dreamer, you know?
Yeah, yeah, whatever.
Need help marking those midterms?
Right.
Yup.

Ok, so when you're finished furniture shopping,
will you have time to talk?
You have time to speak now?
:)