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~Passing Thoughts!~

From my Oh Boy, Passing Thoughts Book, which this newest piece inspired the name of! The theme for this book is to write pieces into it during the hours of 5 pm to 9 am, as we all most certainly do have those Oh Boy thoughts & other things pass through our minds during these hours! From there I will type them here on Vocal and share them in video during the same time frame! I'm looking forward to the upgraded new website ahead for people to get to enjoy my work in finished copies of books they can own! But without further Ado, let's get to it! This is about family that cuts you off or blocks you from their life before you can ever be someone that hurts them?? 18 and life you got it, 18 and life to go... kinda a piece of my Skidrow story I guess! :/

By Jennifer CooleyPublished 4 days ago Updated 4 days ago 3 min read

~Passing Thoughts!~

I don't understand a thing about what's happened

In the whole family,

All Together?

I left Winnipeg at 18 with $10 to my name,

A can of beans and a can opener

With my backpack full of soul searching,

On my shoulders

With a pair of black 14 hole Doc Martens,

On my feet!

I took myself to them all,

Time and time again

Through the years,

But none of them would have me

They didn't even meet me half the way.

Many years past before I got to see 1

The 'Pit Stop Visit,' I crack the joke,

Passing through town

On a Via rail layover.

It was wonderful to see

Just one family face,

It had been long since

we last had the chance,

Back when we were much younger girls.

It was good to see

She considered herself happy,

Partner and children,

Business

All doing well!

But no-one ever knew

My unsettled life,

My pain underneath

The chatter and the smiles.

Or maybe they did

And the distracting conversation

was the point of getting around,

The subject of my life

And all that has transpired?

The difference between

The lives of people with money,

Homes, comfort and a life of ease

It's very Big,

Indeed!

Those people like to be sheltered

From the storm of the stories,

Of those ones who are poor.

Nobody likes to deal with family

That comes with baggage and scars,

Different from their own that is!

But I would rather have a soul

And my suitcase full of dreams,

I would rather know which way

My heart wants to go,

Better it is to keep on moving

1 foot in front of the other,

Daily moving forward

Until your destiny is found.

And home is a place

You can sit and rest,

Tell the stories of your life

And learning,

Yes all that you've learned from

And had to do,

In order to get you there...

This time, place and chair!

When people stop moving

And settle in to a routine

To soon,

Something STOPS,

Comes to an end

Dare I say...

Dies within!

Trust me when I say,

I've seen this time and time again.

Where a longing to explore

Doesn't live anymore,

At least read books

Keep learning,

Life is here for but a minute

We should learn

All that we can,

While we are here!

* * * *

Anyway,

As I was originally trying to say

Before my rant took me away,

To this day

I don't have any addresses

To which I can mail letters,

Pictures, cards, and other stuff to.

Some have now passed away

The others I scratch my head,

Over trying to understand?

So it is to a great regret

That I must choose to live my life

Alone,

Most of the time

The way that I do!

I have to lift my head and hands

And use my heart and mind to find

A difference cause,

To continue on in my journey...

This is to choose

LIFE with God/Jehovah

And Jesus Christ our King!

For there in heaven lies the key,

It is where my heart dwells

With all those who are part of

My true family.

Family isn't blood, alone

As I learned, long ago!

Together with them

Hand in hand

Step by step,

Side by side

With confidence

In their guidance,

I will move firmly ahead

Towards the life of Success,

And adventure

In which heaven wants for me!

* * * * *

So though I may have lost

Those from this earthly dwell,

It is they who will lose out

On the blessing of

Who I am,

And what that could have

Brought to their lives...

But one day

Who knows,

Maybe

They will find my work,

In books, films and videos

And discover

All that I have done,

And left there to be shared?

And then in their lives

Maybe their journey

Of discovery,

And a Greater world

Through what they learn

About me,

Will begin for them?

Maybe they will want to

Come find me & know me,

And understand truly

How deep the blessings

Of being richly rewarded,

With good family

Can go?

I know,

I know..

But don't tell me so,

For a girl can always hope

I can pray and wish for this,

In regards to all of them!

In the Psychology of family

Who cut other members off!

Hurting someone before they hurt you!!!?

In the name of

The Father, Son,

And Holy Ghost

Amen!

written by.

Jennifer Cooley!

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About the Creator

Jennifer Cooley

I've been writing as long as I could hold a crayon! Remember writing my first story like it was yesterday at 5. I remember the details of the day, location, time, excitement & where the story was preserved for all time! Lots Born From That!

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