Random Irish Gaelic Phrase

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Pog mo thoin
Pog mo thoin - 'Kiss my ass.'You're one tough bastard, and if anyone doesn't like it, they can kiss your ass. You enjoy fighting and causing grievous bodily harm. Hey! What are you lookin' at, punk?

How are you doing John?

If that is the question posed to me this morning, I would not know how to answer. The honest answer is that I feel empty inside or more acurately, I feel like my insides are being emptied. I cannot think of any other way to descripe how I feel.

My Confession

I deliver this request for forgiveness;
My only request is to be told you thoughts.
My desire is to continue being yours,
But will recognize if this is impossible.
My own being decrees the truth
We were predestined for the other.

Time ticks on to unknown futures
There is no seen from our current view.
Were do we go to continue our love
Is it lifeless or will it grow?
I love you more then my own live
Your entire self is welcoming to me.

I wish I could show you this thought in deed
I know not how to perform my feelings.
You deserve love with freedom
I need to give you more of both.
Willing be you to give me the opportunity
To show to you who I ought to be?

My strength comes from my love of you
I will revolutionize into the spouse you long for.
With open minds helped by open souls
My confidence growing, the trust in your eyes
Tells me this will only end in success
Only mystery left if left unfulfilled.

About Donegal John

Hi, I'm Donegal John. I'm a twenty-seven year old father and husband, in that order. A professional 6 years or 1 year into my chosen field, depends in how you look at it. I work in a field where innovation and logic are valued and needed. I thrive on work that allows me to be both a problem solver and creative/social.

I am socially active moderate and believes in being fiscally conservative. If I could spend my time defending one cause, it would be the rights of children and the ability for a child to have a childhood without worry.

I believe we are stewards of what we have been given; we need to use what we have been given as best we can while remembering we cannot take it with us. This includes our environment, our talents, and our financial means.

I love classical arts (both music and art) and I love the live theater.

I love and derive energy from social settings. I love to meet new people and make new friends. I love sports and the social aspects of watching sports in a group setting. When it comes to sports, I'm you usual guy with an international flare.

Today's question

If you fall in love with someone who hides their true self from you for years, is it really love?

Red Haired Green Eyed Beauty

We met so very long ago
Do you recall that introduction
Names were passed to and fro
Awed you were by the occupation

Months went by without a word
Then I called and away we went
Feelings – love and longing stirred
Time together was well spent

Eyes of green and hair of red
You were and are gorgeousness
Three weeks in, I love you said
That be still truth I must confess

Time rolls on and we all change
The clock ticks on without cease
Thoughts feelings did not exchange
And now a friendship in decrease

Time has gone life got in the way
We aged, we grew, and now we are
I think and long for you each day
Whether I know you’re near or far

Contact me we may reconnect
A simple email is all that’s needed
What we had let us resurrect
I hope these prose go not unheeded

When it rains, it pores

During July of 2003 my father was diagnosed with colon cancer. In late July of that year he had major surgery to remove the tumor. The operation resulted in removal of 90 percent of his colon, part of his pancreas, and a sliver of his stomach. At the time of the surgery doctors gave him six to nine months to live, if he made it through the next 36-48 hours.

That first night he developed a high fever, but was able to fight through it, according to his doctors on the strength of his heart and lungs. Eight months later, after chemotherapy, Dad was declared cancer free. However, two weeks after that declaration, his strong heart almost gave out on him.

In March of 2004 my father suffered a major hear attack, that he should not have survived. His heart was restarted twice by medical staff. A quadruple bypass later, dad was once again on the road to recovery.

Now, some eighteen months later, a spot was found on his liver. A biopsy found the growth to be malignant, but they were unable to determine if it was residual colon cancer, or a new growth of liver cancer.

Surgery to remove the growth started this morning at 8 AM and should last about six hours. The surgeon plans for about 60 percent of the liver to be removed, along with the gall bladder.

Yesterday was one of the hardest days I've ever had. My daughter and I spend about 4 hours with my parents and two of my sisters at their hotel in the SE suburbs. As my little one played with Grandma and her auties in the pool, I was able to have about a 40 minute talk with my dad. Just a chance for us two to sit with each other.

The hardest part was at the end. Having to have the "just in case" part of the conversation. I've never had an issue with telling my mom I love her, but there is something different with telling my father the same thing. It is the honest truth, but to actually put it into words is tough. All I could really say was, "Dad if anything happens, I want you to know I love you and thank you for everything you did and taught me."

What more could I say? I know things are always left unsaid and there are things that cannot be put into words.