The Narrow Line

We walk a lonely road
Or so I have been told
That life's a lonely journey for us all
But here I'd like to say, somewhere along the way
We choose how we stand and how we fall

For to walk upon this earth, there's a price I have to pay
For all you do and say, and all you hope and pray
And all that you oppose and obey

And all that you believe, and all you laugh and grieve
and what you have become today

And to think the way I do, there's a price I have to pay

Walk the narrow line, walk the narrow line
Walk the narrow line back home
I'll walk until I find, my truth and piece of mind
I will walk the narrow line

Peace will come, your peace will come
When all is said and done
It's only a memory away

And when you find peace, and all your angers cease
Then you'll make some sense of it all
Then the promises of truth, that shone so bright in youth
Give way to greater knowledge as they fall

To be truthful to myself, there's a price I have to pay

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Where have I been ?

It has been awhile since I have sat down at the computer to do any meaningful work. A family member in the hospital has kept me busy. I am hopeful he will return home this week and things will return to normal. Further complicating my ability to work is that my desktop computer is down. I was tinkering with replacing the memory and believe I did something to the CMOS settings. I need a day off to play with it to set things right. That won't be until Tuesday.

Luckily my laptop and blackberry allows me to continue to stay connected through emails and such with the outside world. Jeanne and I continue to try and plan a trip to Ireland, Scotland and Copenhagen though we only manage to actually see each other minutes during the week. Needless to say my genealogy obsession is far on the back burner until more important things on the home front clear up.
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