They're coming down like rain drops...

One of my nieces, as well as my daughter, is off at college now; away from home for the first time. She is a bit homesick and misses her mother badly. I am not sure if the kids realize that we, as parents, miss them as much if not more than they miss us.


Cheer up young one and embrace your future and the adventures it brings. Relax and take comfort that there is a safety net "under" you.

Homesick Blues To Lose

by stu pidasso

30August2011

Absence makes the heart grow fonder

and road trips taken home from yonder

give those loved ones reason to ponder

why their cherished must leave and wander.

But the safe nest is found too small

to hold your dreams and hopes so tall

fly you must though risk the fall

and return a later day to them all

For now, hold your weary head up high

remember that we all sometimes cry

and the time you are gone will slip by

as they wait to welcome 'morphed butterfly

For as Hugo wrote of butterfly and flower,

tested is each and every parents power

to wait patiently each week, day and hour

for their butterfly's return, like refreshing shower.

Can I play with your pieces?

SUCH A COMPLEX PUZZLE, YES INDEED

IS EACH OF US, WAITING TO BE FREED.

SO COME OPEN MY BOX, BUT DO HEED

THE WARNING ON THE SIDE YOU READ.

"CONTENTS CAN BE UNDER PRESSURE.

MAY NOT CONTAIN A KNOWN TREASURE.

BUT ROCK SOLID, THAT'S FOR SURE,

NO MIND OR MATTER THE ALLURE."

DO YOU DARE TO PEEK WITHIN?

UNSEAL PANDORA'S BOX MY FRIEND?

SO MANY PIECES! WHERE TO BEGIN?

NO WORRIES, THIS PUZZLE HAS NO END.

FOR AS A PUZZLE, EACH OF US

MORPH AS DAWN TURNS INTO DUSK.

THE RANDOMNESS, ALTHOUGH DERANGING,

IS THE FUN, SO DON'T QUIT CHANGING!

stu pidasso24

March2009

The prompt for the day, over at One Minute Writer, is: PUZZLE. And to me, the most intriguing puzzles ever are people. I have some pretty good ideas about what makes me me, but outside of ourselves, we just don't have any idea what others are thinking, feeling or dreaming.

I have coached a lot of kids soccer. One of the teams I worked with had a boy whom I had coached a few of his siblings. While standing on the side of the field during a scrimmage one day, the dad of said boy and I were watching my daughter and his playing in the dirt. The dad turned to me and said, "I would give anything I had to know what is going through their minds right now!" I looked and saw our daughters sharing a nice healthy meal of.......dirt. WTF!! Our kids were eating dirt. DIRT. it baffled me, and I have been aware of this baffling puzzle phenomenon ever since. It truly has helped me come to grips with dealing with stupid people in our day in and day out lives. I now can look at the stupid masses doing their stupid things and just laugh and shake my head and wonder.....what is going through their head? Of course this is coming from the man with the nickname, Uncle Stupid (that's Tio Estupido for our southern neighbors).