Common Wealth

You want to give us everything
All we want is you
You say things will be better
But they are amazing now
The world is so demanding of you
And you give it all that it demands
We demand nothing of you
This is where we stand
You voyage out on your journey to conquer
Accomplish your dreams
In turn we will accomplish ours
We will always be a family of dreamers and believers
We will rejoice in our accomplishments
We will have them to share forever
Our home will be in the clouds
Our hearts will be entwined for eternity
Our love will never falter
This is our life of constant prosperity
You needn't ever worry about material riches
As long as we love
We will always be wealthy


We Love You

This is a poem that I thought up while I was speaking to C. It is something so many people struggle with, this "common wealth". I know that C does not base his whole life on material things, but when he does it is always for his girls. He wants the best for us, but it is so hard for me to watch him struggle and strive to always be better, and do better for us. Don't get me wrong it is for himself as well but the frustration I some times see behind his eyes makes me feel pain. I mostly feel this way because I am not an easy person to live with, I'm a "low maintenance" kind of gal. However I am still quite demanding. I'm sure that once my daughter is able to speak, and if C wasn't so afraid to hurt my feeling's he would agree. I'm sort of like my mother in that tough love sense of the word. I always strive to deliver my absolute best when I am doing something for others. So I have a hard time when I feel that others are not doing the same in return. The problem is that I am a perfectionist with a bit of obsessive compulsive disorder.

What I am saying though is that I feel bad that I can not just come out and tell C every day how much I know what he does for me, and that it is good enough because I know that he is doing his best and is always striving to do better. I wish I could just tell him to read this poem with out knowing that he will say " you didn't have to write that. I know you want the best for us and we are a team". I want him to understand it's more than that, I want him to view his pain through my eyes. I want him to truly see himself for what I see, because no one can see themselves as others see them, it's almost as hard as trying to tickle yourself.

Now it's getting late and I am going to stop writing so that I can spend the last few remaining moments of this day with my beautiful family. We will relish in all that we have accomplished today and everything we will accomplish tomorrow!