- Babble, babble, babble
I babble on.
Thoughts to words
Words to paper.
- I babble on,
For what I wonder,
Do I babble on?
- Yet, I babble on.
Filling some inner need,
Thoughts to words,
Words to paper.
- When will the babble end?
When my last breath
Of this earth’s air
Leaves my lungs for the last time.
Originally written: October 30, 1998
- There are moments when I just babble on for no observable
value to myself or others. Yet, the thoughts come forth and
are translated into words. I have felt the undeniable drive
to put these words down into a personal journal.
- Are the words for others? The words are for myself, and
my children first. I originally wanted to write down in my
journals the “Ahhh Ha’s” or moments of truth I discovered
in my life. It was a way I could help my descendant to
understand who I was and what I thought. I came to that
decision after reading C.S. Lewis and the movie
Shadowlands that shows him writing in his journals. I left
that movie and purchased a blank book that was 8 1/2 by 11
inches in size. As I wrote into the blank books/journals
the thoughts came and were translated into what you see on
this blog. This little “ditty” is located in the 4th of 6 volumes
- I have shared several of the entries with friends over the 13
years. A friend recommended sharing the writings via a blog
in January 2010. Since then I have been gradually entering
the musings. I have selected some of the previous entries to
create a book of prose for a family reunion silent auction. I
was amazed it sold. I think I understand why it sold? It was
family memorabilia. There were over 250 descendents at the
family reunion. The proceeds of the auction go toward funding
the next family reunion.
- Reading the entries from the beginning to the end provides a
unique view of who I was and changes in my life. Yes, some
of the writings can be taken several different ways. That was
and will be intentional sometimes to provide a humor and