A Ring, Some Steak, A Life, One Flesh

This weekend, My family and i drove up to amerillo Texas. The drive wasnt to bad, Ipod was played, Scenery was Saw. Arrived at our hotel, Only to be swamped by fanciness. The rehersal dinner was deffinaltly a strange Thing to behold, We, or i stuck out like a sore thumb, i was missing my boots, cowboy hat, and Plaid button down shirt.

Ive never Been to a wedding before, Well not were i was old enough to remember. i didnt know what to expect, i wasnt sure if tears were to be shed, or if it was a somber or joyous occasion. It was a little of both, Handing off your daughter, Letting her create her own legacy. Seeing the Next generation step up to take To the reigns to your world.

To many it was simply another boaring wedding, but to me it was all sort of a surreal shock. It seems like just yesterday her and all my other cousins were at my grandmas house playing, and throwing grapefruits at each othe r, i blink and suddenly she was saying, "I do" She's married now, And someday not far off, She'll have kids playing at her house, And Her grandkids will get married, and she'll be watching them walk down the isle.

Makes me began to wonder, How soon will it be till its my turn to stand upon the Stage, and Say my expected dues.Not that im eager or not eager. But its a scary wonderful thought, How long Till im my own legacy to have carried on. Two lifes become one, Great or terrible, Gift or curse, Chain or plane.

i know these thoughts are no more my own, then the air we share. But It just seems the cycle continues without pause or care. Not that its a bad thing, But how quick and fleeting life really is, Your a child, Full of hope and aspirations, Then a teen, Full of dreams, and fears, Then an adult, Full of Care's and Bills, Then a Middle man, Full of Anxiety and debt, Then a senior, Full of dissapointment or Fullfilment.

i dont want to fall into that cycle, life's way to short to live with regrets, to many people die with dreams, Life is meant to be lived, in this day and age we have the ability to do so much more then just simply exist, We get to Live,

A country house, a liar and a louse live there
-Ian S