Head In The Clouds

My head is stuck in the clouds she begs me to come down

 says boy quit foolin' around

I told her I love the view from up here, warm sun and wind in my ear

 we'll watch the world from above as it turns to the rhythm of love~~~ This is the start of one of my current favorite songs.

The other day my Husband complained that I 'm stuck in la la land. He was looking over bills and I made the mistake of saying..."It's OK Things will work out."

"Your living in a lolly pop world Joanne and I'm here in reality while your head in stuck up in the clouds."

I told him ..."Then why don't you join me?"

That didn't make him smile one bit.

After he said it a few more times I got a bit serious.

I guess I had to remind him where I came from.

I have seen it all.

As a little girl I grew up in the city where I thought every one got mugged.

I thought everyone's home were robbed

I knew the alchoholics that stood on the corner by name.

I watched as friend after friend became prey to drug dealers and become lost.

I rode trains to school and at the tender age that my own daughter is now I knew what it was like to be groped by some disgusting perve.

I know what it's like to come home from Church with my family only to find our apartment ransacked and the little that we had stolen.

I remember my Dad's face and the utter dispair in my Mom's  

I have heard the gun shots at night and the seemingly constant sirens of police and ambulances.

on the other hand

I was part of an unbelievable Family that no matter what... stayed together and helped each other.

I was part of a church that cared for it's community and helped whoever needed it. Once even offering a synagogue our church for their services after they suffered a fire.

I witnessed my dad saving plastic bottles for the homeless men so that they would have a way to make money instead of just handing them a couple dollars and hurting their pride.

I saw my mom visit people in the hospital who otherwise had no one to comfort them as they left this world

I saw a church filled with strong women and men who would support each other in the darkest times and the brightest moments of joy.

I learned that by looking into someone eyes it is hard to dismiss them and they you.

I learned that no matter how poor you think you are there is someone more in need

I learned that in the darkest corners of despair God is there...always there waiting for us to reach out to Him.

I looked in my Husband eyes

He could say nothing.  Later we were laughing about something completely silly.

I know what's out there. I know the darkness that lurks there, But I refuse to enter there. I much rather soak in the light and  I find that when I do...I am much better equipped to handle the darkness and to help others climb to join me on this cloud. There are times when I slip and fall through a space like Alice only to be caught by someone who refuses to let me hit the ground...It's nice to have friends living on the cloud next door.