Things I want. No, Things I NEED!

Sat, 14 Oct 2006 05:29:07 -0400 by Bull

This is something I KNOW everyone reading this can relate to no matter what your feelings on The Bull’s political/moral/religious stance.

There are ‘things’ that each of us wants in this Life. Mostly these are material things. Now, I’m not gonna sit here and tell you that wanting material things is wrong in any way. I know for a fact that there is a looong list of items I’d like to own. Things that would make Life just a tiny bit sweeter. In fact, it was that list I was going to assault you with in this post.

Then I started typing out the title and my fingers just stopped. I stared at the screen. I took of the headphones and listened to the sounds of my home. Great Danes snoring at my feet, my wee lass talking in her sleep, the funny squeak of the bed as Lady Beth turns in her sleep. The quiet sounds of a home. Could be anyone’s home, any where. Christian, Jewish, Muslim, even Pagan. Could be a home here in Mobile, AL, or Moscow, or Kuwait City. Simply anywhere.

I had to clear the tears from my eyes to continue, though with a different purpose.

Now, Dear Reader, let The Bull tell you instead of the things he needs…

I need to walk under falling leaves along the side the Chattooga River, hand-in-hand with my beloved bride, Lady Beth. I need to taste Mom’s bacon and eggs. I need to see my sisters - all of them at one time. I need hold all of my children at once - ALL of them, damn it! I need to see Tim Evatt and Mike Bottoms once more. I need to sit next to a fire all night with the ‘Coors Light Brigade’. I need to talk with Liz about Life until dawn. I need to see ‘Dark Child’ Malece dance for me again and hear her latest song. I need to hear Nancy Gail playing her guitar and singing ‘American Pie’ - the entire song - under the stars. I need to see my Countrymen stand as One, like we did at Lexington and Concord, and again on December 7, 1941 and September 11, 2001. I need to kneel at my Father’s grave and pray. Then, when all of this is done, I need to strap on my kilt, leggins, and moccasins, take up my flintlock, bag and powder horn, and walk alone into the Mountains of Home for a day or three.

Those are the things, friends, that The Bull needs. Tell me, what do you ‘need’?

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3 responses so far ↓

1 Taffney Mays Oct 14, 2006 at 1141

Bull, my dear brother, thank you for that. It’s funny how we seem to pondering the same thing at the same time. What I want, verses what I need.
What I want is a husband that loves me, cares about me, unconditionally. What I want is for things to be easier financially. What I NEED is something that at 42 years old, I’m just beginning to understand. Than what we want and what we get are two different things. What I need is largely up to me to get. What I NEED, is to continue being a good mother to my son. I need to be o.k. with myself, and not allow anyone to make me feel less than what God created me to be. I need to be strong, and at the same time, learn to lean on the friends near me for support when I don’t feel so strong. I need to, like you brother, walk in nature, feel the fall day, and maybe someday, have someone to share it with. I need to see my brother and sisters again too. And would love to stand at my father’s grave with you, and pray. I need to learn to be o.k. without what I thought I wanted, and let life and God show me what I need.
2 Malnurtured Snay Oct 15, 2006 at 1723

I need DVDs.
3 Nancy Gail Oct 20, 2006 at 1118

I need to get real drunk before I play that song again….
I really, really, really, really, really, really want to get laid.. (is this a PG-13 blog?)