Bleeding Ink 1227

“Let us not despair but act. Let us not seek to fix the blame for the past – let us accept our own responsibility for the future.”

JFK, February 18, 1958

It has been said, that after JFK’s assassination, His brother Bobby was so grief stricken, he took to wearing JFK’s presidential jacket. Often disappearing from the crowded house for long walks around the property alone…coming back smiling…

but the light had gone out…

How do you write what’s never been written before?

what do you say?

I wonder what the world would be like today, if those shots had never been fired?

Maybe these two brothers saw a world no one else wanted to see…

After Bobby was shot

The first thing he said was

“Is everyone ok? Is everyone ok?”

How do we get back to that?

JFK, was wracked with illness and not only war scars but pain every day.

But most of the time no one would have even known.

It’s been said that had he lived, he would have most likely been victim to his illness anyhow.

The world turns and the shadows fall closer to the property lines and the boundaries we’ve made…

The voices echo in the background like static from the past…

Only now, today, we don’t have static, do we? We have streaming,

But the ghosts remains

Like a blood stained flag

In the background

Whether our eyes can comprehend it or not.

What was it like?

Those mornings…

Striving to the future. A better future for everyone.

We like to believe we won’t be touched by the darkness.

But the darkness remains…

Oh that we would remain

With courage and kindness

With the ability to reach out a hand

And take those steps forward

Seeking to leave

A better future

A better tomorrow

For our children…

How do you write what’s never been written?

I imagine you probably can’t

It’s a grief that can’t be written

Those shots fired

The days following

And turning into months

Years

But the ghosts remain

In the background

But so does the courage

And the vision

The kindness

And the ability to dream dreams.

I know we are not perfect and mistakes are always made…

But there is still a room for goodness and even with our faults, we can always reflect the best of ourselves

Our communities and our country.

-Ethan Bethune

Regardingsamuel.com

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The one about Family Planning

That’s what it is right?

You sit down

Have a conversation with your partner

Do we want more than just these pets?

Do we want a person?

It’s not like baking a cake you know…

This will be with you for 18 to LIFE…

Some of us grow up and move out

Like “see ya only on occasional Holidays.”

Others are eating all of your favorite retirement cereal

And recording over your TiVo.

Changing your Netflix password

In short

Still living in your home,

You know,

Mixing their dirty clothes with yours.

Family planning is a real commitment.

Not one to be made in the heat of the passions sparked from cancelling plans.

Because that’s a serious thing. Once you’re an adult you realize you can stay home and drink

And cook together

And have hot sex

And just watch television together

You know what would change that?

A couple of kids.

Or worse

A couple of thirty somethings…

We’ve had the discussion many times

We decided against children

Somehow

Between my Crohn’s disease

And my wife’s

Epilepsy

I don’t see our children doing so well, unless they come potty trained and with a service animal.

(Pause for effect)

As a matter of matters

We just got back from two Doctor visits.

Neuro and OB/GYN

Five years ago

My wife got an IUD, her insurance paid for the whole thing.

This year?

We will have to shell out at-least 1,000+ dollars

For her SECOND IUD

Let that sink in….

Now I have never thought much about birth control

my opinions were always more of

Hey it’s not my body not my choice

But

if I pay the crap out of pocket on insurance

And work, work, work.

Why isn’t it on my insurance?

It turns out it is…

It says it’s 100 percent covered under our family planning.

However

Like all things there is a LOOP HOLE the size of Mount Rushmore

Leave it to these guys

I wish they had control of my bank act and retirement….

That 100 percent?

Is 100 percent of the allotted budget amount they are given

Which is 300.00 dollars.

You read it.

What if I did that to my power bill

Or my car payment

Or my mortgage…

That’s crazy!

Birth control and contraceptives should be FREE and readily available to everyone

It’s not a want, it’s a need.

And what if all other medicines were treated this way?

Or with the same stigma as contraceptives

Insulin

Or penicillin?

“Well Mister Stephens

It looks like you enjoy cake and doughnuts too much…

We are not going to cover your insulin.”

And birth control isn’t a one size fits all,Like your baseball cap.

If you work shift work

Have seizures

Are lazy

Can’t read

You’re not going to be able to remember to take a pill

On the 3rd Saturday of every month

At exactly 3:11

While reciting the months of the year, backwards.

But only while Harry Potter is streaming, otherwise – you’re pregnant Marsha.

You have to find the one that works the best for YOU…

And frankly

I know I can get a vasectomy

But that’s a little bit permanent

And

Come on

This is adulthood

We should talk about this stuff

And be open about it

I should be able to plan with my wife

And you should be able to plan with your partner

And every neighboring town should have a planned parenthood

To help with these things

Because the truth is

Even your local health department can help with the financing for these things…

But you don’t see everyone trying to close those down…

Probably because the football coach teaching sex ed doesn’t even know about it.

But hey,

If you do decide to get another pet instead,

Adopt from your local shelter

Because those guys believe they are dragons

And they will love you beyond measure….

This was a humor piece but Learn more below

https://www.cosmopolitan.com/health-fitness/a23726025/birth-control-will-it-become-the-ultimate-luxury/

Letters to a Nurse 19

It’s light here

This space

We’ve made together

It’s light here

Our backs against the weather

what we have

We’ve made

Against the winter

Against the night

This space

Just for us….

Adulthood may be dark

The future of our discontent

But right here

At home

Right in the now

This moment

Today

the ingredients

For all our tomorrows

Quickly becoming yesterday

It’s light

With you

It’s always light

In mid November

Leaves on the ground

Overcast

gray sun

First frost

It’s warm

It’s light

It’s Home

-Regardingsamuel.com

Ethan Bethune

Letters to a Nurse #18

maybe the past has a way of reminding us

We’re not that far from who we used to be

I just wanted to say

Thank you for loving me

You’re a good nurse

A good friend

And when I’m with you

I feel so lucky

And when I’m not with you

I miss you…

I miss you…

The bed is empty without you here

Champagne can only do so much

I miss talking with you

Someone should really

Tell the others

What marriage is really like

How you have to grow

The unspoken rules

What you find yourself carrying

And how we change

no one else will do

Not a soul in a room

There’s only you…

Bleeding Ink #1206

Three hundred thousand miles

And the meter runs …

Dust on your shoes

The dreams

Inside

You’re building –

The weight

You carry –

This old house

Gets so worn down

It’s morning

&

You feel

You’re already

Out of time –

Feel the weight on your

Shoulders

Feel the darkness cloud the sky

A hundred days of rain

And it’s alright –

-regardingsamuel.com

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Letters to a Nurse #17

Minimalistic

Ballistic

My home

My love

My heart

She walks-

She walks

The light

It follows her every move

While others say

“Did you see

It’s all there

In my story.”

The world now lives

In a very real “status quo”

A newsfeed with anything but news.

Everyone’s soul is for sale

I

I pulled the plug

I cut myself free

Freedom is peace

My soul

My home

My love

She walks

And the light follows

Her every move

And in the night –

(for her eyes only)

We have no stories to tell

No souls to sell.

-regardingsamuel.com

1922

We packed our dreams last night

We got high

On the afterthought of life

And living light

It seems

we live on the edge

And carry the weight

Through to the end

Walking in the last past

Hands tied

In between

Newsfeeds

status’ so high

news stories

With new horrors everyday

We forget the source

And the good words – to keep the darkness at bay –

The words we forget to say –

Another soul

For sale

She said she’s distant at best

She gave it all

Forgot to refill

She lives in and out of quotes

Forgot how to feel what’s real

Back and forth between

The alters

She’s bleeding

Right before the lord

And she’s going to bleed

Until she can’t hold the blade

Anymore

-regardingsamuel.com