photo by Jill
Monday, October 31, 2005
Ok I have had it!
I have posted before about my church's pastor. But this one takes the cake.
I missed my friend's funeral. My daughter had something scheduled, we could not miss and it ran late... So I did hear this second hand
But the moron minister was praying that our hometown football team would win! During her funeral. How pathetic is this man?
It should have been a celebration of her life. Faith and hope in spite of her death.Comfort for her greiving family. UGH!
It makes me angry and sad. So many members of our congregation won't attend church anymore. Any one that questions him is met with a not so nice response from the pulpit. I went last week. But as much as I will miss the recharing-of-my-spiritual-batteries. I will stay away. And so will my offering. I think I will earmark it for Sunday school, youth group, or the Stephen Ministry program.
Ok *deep breath*
off my soap box
for now!
I missed my friend's funeral. My daughter had something scheduled, we could not miss and it ran late... So I did hear this second hand
But the moron minister was praying that our hometown football team would win! During her funeral. How pathetic is this man?
It should have been a celebration of her life. Faith and hope in spite of her death.Comfort for her greiving family. UGH!
It makes me angry and sad. So many members of our congregation won't attend church anymore. Any one that questions him is met with a not so nice response from the pulpit. I went last week. But as much as I will miss the recharing-of-my-spiritual-batteries. I will stay away. And so will my offering. I think I will earmark it for Sunday school, youth group, or the Stephen Ministry program.
Ok *deep breath*
off my soap box
for now!
Sunday, October 30, 2005
Saturday, October 29, 2005
Friends are kisses blown to us by angels. ~Author Unknown
Last night was the visitation for my friend. It was awful. She looked so good. I hate when people say that, so I didn't say it. But I thought it. The thought creeped into my mind she could pop up at any seconds with one of her famous "gotcha's".
I guess when you have cancer and never get a chance to fight it, it doesn't show.
But when I touched her hand, she was cold. Thats what made the surreal evening real.
Her family was exhausted. Her mom, her poor mom, she hugged the kids and me. She said I don't know your names, but I know you from church. She had been to visit many times. (She had been on the prom-dress shopping excursion too with my friend and the girls). She also said she had never prayed so hard for a miracle as she had the last few weeks. We all did.
Things like this just wipe me out.
Emotionally draining.
Then I came home and did the dumbest thing.
I couldn't sleep. So I curled up on the couch and watched Stepmom.
Stepmom! What was I thinking??
That part at the end. When Susan Saradon is telling her son, then daughter to "take me with you." That was it. I cried.
My friend died way too young. So many things undone.
She is in a better place (such a cliche, but true.) But those she left behind are going to miss her. Everyday. They will carry her with them.
I think she took a little piece of those she loved with her too.
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She is the second friend I lost to breast cancer. My best friend died a year and a half ago.
I can't help but think. This could be me. So far I have been lucky. Benign is such a nice word. My surgeon told me the first day I went to see him, I was probably one of those "not if but when women." I loved that about him. He looks me right in the eye and tells me what I need to know. Like Marcus Welby. Only tall. and German. And a little frazzled. :)
I try real hard not to think about it.
Be aware.
Keep my regular appointments.
Call when there is anything strange.
Keep my fingers crossed.
I guess when you have cancer and never get a chance to fight it, it doesn't show.
But when I touched her hand, she was cold. Thats what made the surreal evening real.
Her family was exhausted. Her mom, her poor mom, she hugged the kids and me. She said I don't know your names, but I know you from church. She had been to visit many times. (She had been on the prom-dress shopping excursion too with my friend and the girls). She also said she had never prayed so hard for a miracle as she had the last few weeks. We all did.
Things like this just wipe me out.
Emotionally draining.
Then I came home and did the dumbest thing.
I couldn't sleep. So I curled up on the couch and watched Stepmom.
Stepmom! What was I thinking??
That part at the end. When Susan Saradon is telling her son, then daughter to "take me with you." That was it. I cried.
My friend died way too young. So many things undone.
She is in a better place (such a cliche, but true.) But those she left behind are going to miss her. Everyday. They will carry her with them.
I think she took a little piece of those she loved with her too.
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She is the second friend I lost to breast cancer. My best friend died a year and a half ago.
I can't help but think. This could be me. So far I have been lucky. Benign is such a nice word. My surgeon told me the first day I went to see him, I was probably one of those "not if but when women." I loved that about him. He looks me right in the eye and tells me what I need to know. Like Marcus Welby. Only tall. and German. And a little frazzled. :)
I try real hard not to think about it.
Be aware.
Keep my regular appointments.
Call when there is anything strange.
Keep my fingers crossed.
Friday, October 28, 2005
Like my lavender Pig?
Go ahead and feed him.
Have him wallow in the mud and clean him off.
I thought he was kinda cute.
I can imagine my dad saying "It doesn't take much to amuse an idiot" here....lol
We had a tinkle the pig when we were kids. A little runt. His name was tinkle cuz that's what he did!
Growing up on a farm was the best. Glad my kids can too.
TGIF
:o)
Go ahead and feed him.
Have him wallow in the mud and clean him off.
I thought he was kinda cute.
I can imagine my dad saying "It doesn't take much to amuse an idiot" here....lol
We had a tinkle the pig when we were kids. A little runt. His name was tinkle cuz that's what he did!
Growing up on a farm was the best. Glad my kids can too.
TGIF
:o)
Thursday, October 27, 2005
Scars of Life
My cousin shared this with me. I had to post it. Too nice to keep to myself.
THE SCARS OF LIFE
Some years ago, on a hot summer day in south Florida, a little boy decided to go for a swim in the old swimming hole behind his house. In a hurry to dive into the cool water, he ran out the back door, leaving behind shoes, socks, and shirt as he went.
He flew into the water, not realizing that as he swam toward the middle of the lake, an alligator was swimming toward the shore.
His father working in the yard saw the two as they got closer and closer together. In utter fear, he ran toward the water, yelling to his son as loudly as he could.
Hearing his voice, the little boy became alarmed and made a U-turn to swim to his father. It was too late. Just as he reached his father, the alligator reached him. From the dock, the father grabbed his little boy by the arms just as the alligator snatched his legs. That began an incredible tug-of-war between the two. The alligator was much stronger than the father, but the father was much too passionate to let go. A farmer happened to drive by, heard his screams, raced from his truck, took aim and shot the alligator.
Remarkably, after weeks and weeks in the hospital, the little boy survived. His legs were extremely scarred by the vicious attack of the animal. And, on his arms, were deep scratches where his father's fingernails dug into his flesh in his effort to hang on to the son he loved.
The newspaper reporter who interviewed the boy after the trauma, asked if he would show him his scars. The boy lifted his pant legs. And then, with obvious pride, he said to the reporter, "But look at my arms. I have great scars on my arms, too. I have them because my Dad wouldn't let go."
You and I can identify with that little boy. We have scars, too. No, not from an alligator, but the scars of a painful past. Some of those scars are unsightly and have caused us deep regret. But, some wounds, my friend, are because God has refused t o let go. In the midst of your struggle, He's been there holding on to you.
The Scripture teaches that God loves you. You are a child of God. He wants to protect you and provide for you in every way. But sometimes we foolishly wade into dangerous situations, not knowing what lies ahead. The swimming hole of life is filled with peril -- and we forget that the enemy is waiting to attack. That's when the tug-of-war begins -- and if you have the scars of His love on your arms, be very, very grateful. He did not and will not ever let you go.
Please pass this on to those you love. God has blessed you, so that you can be a blessing to others. You just never know where a person is in his/her life and what they are going through.
Never judge another persons scars, because you don't know how they got them. Also, it is so important that we are not selfish, to receive the blessings of these messages, without sharing them with someone else.
Right now, someone needs to know that God loves them, and you love them, too- enough to not let them go.
Each person must live their life as a model for others. ~Rosa Parks
She was a wonderful model for all of us. To stand up for what is right. She was a true American hero. Amazing what one person can do.
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I finally got done at the dentist. And I did not cough. (Well after I left) But I think this sticky cough is getting better! YEAH!
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Varsity boys Cross Country team is heading to state! Good Luck guys! You have had a great season. Be proud or yourselves and your accomplishments. Cross Country is a quiet sport. So much so that the editor of our hometown paper does not know it exists! Conference Champs. Sectional Champs. Running at the state meet. Editor is clueless. Coaches send picures. They don't even make the front page. The drunks make the front page. But 8 young men who have worked their butts off don't get any recogntion. *make mental note*write letter to editor*
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Killing frost last night. Even the dog had her tail curly around her nose! BRRRR. 24 degrees when I woke up. Would have been nice to go back to bed.
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I finally got done at the dentist. And I did not cough. (Well after I left) But I think this sticky cough is getting better! YEAH!
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Varsity boys Cross Country team is heading to state! Good Luck guys! You have had a great season. Be proud or yourselves and your accomplishments. Cross Country is a quiet sport. So much so that the editor of our hometown paper does not know it exists! Conference Champs. Sectional Champs. Running at the state meet. Editor is clueless. Coaches send picures. They don't even make the front page. The drunks make the front page. But 8 young men who have worked their butts off don't get any recogntion. *make mental note*write letter to editor*
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Killing frost last night. Even the dog had her tail curly around her nose! BRRRR. 24 degrees when I woke up. Would have been nice to go back to bed.
Wednesday, October 26, 2005
Today is my 20th anniversary!
My hunny and I both had the day off.
Was such an exciting day!
We went to the bank.
McDonalds.
Then to the lumber yard to price a basement door.
Woo Hoo married life.
Love it anyway.
Even when it is boring.
But wait.
He got me a card!
A big, sweet, mushy card.
(I would have liked to be a fly on the wall when he and his friend were shopping last night...at the grocery store.)
I have been married half my life.
Where did the time go?
Wow!
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Sad Day :(
Sunday, October 23, 2005
Friday, October 21, 2005
A funny for Friday
I got this from a friend in my email today:
OLD GEEZER
The banker saw his old friend Tom, an eighty-year old rancher, in town. Tom had lost his wife a year or so before and rumor had it that he was marrying a "mail order" bride.
Being a good friend, the banker asked Tom if the rumor was true. Tom assured him that it was. The banker then asked Tom the age of his new bride to be. Tom proudly said, "She'll be twenty-one in November."
Now the banker, being the wise man that he was, could see that the sexual appetite of a young woman could not be satisfied by an eighty-year-old man. Wanting his old friend's remaining years to be happy the banker tactfully suggested that Tom should consider getting a hired hand to help him out on the ranch, knowing nature would take its own course. Tom thought this was a good idea and said he would look for one that afternoon.
About four months later, the banker ran into Tom in town again. "How's the new wife?" asked the banker.
Tom proudly said, "Oh, she's pregnant."
The banker, happy that his sage advice had worked out, continued, "And how's the hired hand?"
Without hesitating, Tom said, "She's pregnant too."
Don't ever underestimate us old geezers.
OLD GEEZER
The banker saw his old friend Tom, an eighty-year old rancher, in town. Tom had lost his wife a year or so before and rumor had it that he was marrying a "mail order" bride.
Being a good friend, the banker asked Tom if the rumor was true. Tom assured him that it was. The banker then asked Tom the age of his new bride to be. Tom proudly said, "She'll be twenty-one in November."
Now the banker, being the wise man that he was, could see that the sexual appetite of a young woman could not be satisfied by an eighty-year-old man. Wanting his old friend's remaining years to be happy the banker tactfully suggested that Tom should consider getting a hired hand to help him out on the ranch, knowing nature would take its own course. Tom thought this was a good idea and said he would look for one that afternoon.
About four months later, the banker ran into Tom in town again. "How's the new wife?" asked the banker.
Tom proudly said, "Oh, she's pregnant."
The banker, happy that his sage advice had worked out, continued, "And how's the hired hand?"
Without hesitating, Tom said, "She's pregnant too."
Don't ever underestimate us old geezers.
Blessed are the young, for they shall inherit the national debt. ~Herbert Hoover,
Today is Friday, I am working. I have tons of paper work today. I hate doing Haz Mat sheets for drivers. I think the driver's should do them, but then again they have to be done right. I think I did not take chemisty in high school for a reason: Cuz all the chemical names make me nuts.
UPS man stopped again today. But today he had a package. For Me! I got the "Ink It" stamps I ordered from HSN (I rarely order from them, but these were just too cute to pass up!).I can't wait to get home to play.
I am looking forward to the weekend. XC Sectionals. Working on a Halloween costume for my youngest. Stamping.
My hubby is picking corn today. Praying for high yeilds, because the price is terrible and trucking is high. A break-even would be better than a loss. Since profits are not for family farms anymore.
Any one got a good remedy for a cough that won't go away?
Happy weekend!
:o)
UPS man stopped again today. But today he had a package. For Me! I got the "Ink It" stamps I ordered from HSN (I rarely order from them, but these were just too cute to pass up!).I can't wait to get home to play.
I am looking forward to the weekend. XC Sectionals. Working on a Halloween costume for my youngest. Stamping.
My hubby is picking corn today. Praying for high yeilds, because the price is terrible and trucking is high. A break-even would be better than a loss. Since profits are not for family farms anymore.
Any one got a good remedy for a cough that won't go away?
Happy weekend!
:o)
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
They're back
Asian lady beetles, which are so good for the soy bean crop, are such a nuisance in the house.
We bought 254 gorgeous acres last spring. And an old farm house (actually we have two houses, but the in-laws live in the nicer, bigger house). Everyday, for the last week, I have swept up a dustpan full off these stinky little bugs. They leave their little orange trails. yick. And they pinch, apparently it is not a bite, but it still hurts.
Oh the joys of living in an old house! I would like to build a new house, but thats not in the financial picture at this point. We have a pictures of my husband's Great grandmother and her brothers standing in front of the "new addition" dated 1875! No kidding! The newest part of the house is 120 some years old. My kitchen is the farm's original log cabin. I suppose it could be charming, but its just old. If any of you that read this are farmers, you know that the house is the last thing to get any attention or $. My husband is the 6th generation in this house, and the kids the 7th. You would think somebody would have fixed it up by now! lol
It needs some major fixing up. And we are going to tackle that one project at a time. Starting with rewiring. And a roof. Some how I know decorating will be at the very bottom of the list.
If you find it in your heart to care for somebody else, you will have succeeded. Maya Angelou
I have been neglecting my Stephen Minister lady. I usually just call her "my lady." Well not really neglecting. I send her cards and call her sometimes. But I haven't been to see her for too long. I still have this crappy cold. And I don't want to share it with a 92-year old sweet lady. Besides, she doesn't want me to bring her any germs.
I have decided to call this cold "the crud." Was just in my chest, but now I have the sneezing and runny nose too. Tired. I postponed my dentist appointment (which was not heartbreaking...). But I cancelled my hair cut too. Now that is serious! need to get those roots done.
So this is me if I would have been a mom in the 50's right? It does sort of remind me of old pictures I have seen of my mom.
Hey Cousin...do you have any pictures of her? I have so few. I would love to get some copies. And don't worry about the birthday card thing. I was thinking more of my brothers. And my dad. And my husband!
I have decided to call this cold "the crud." Was just in my chest, but now I have the sneezing and runny nose too. Tired. I postponed my dentist appointment (which was not heartbreaking...). But I cancelled my hair cut too. Now that is serious! need to get those roots done.
So this is me if I would have been a mom in the 50's right? It does sort of remind me of old pictures I have seen of my mom.
Hey Cousin...do you have any pictures of her? I have so few. I would love to get some copies. And don't worry about the birthday card thing. I was thinking more of my brothers. And my dad. And my husband!
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
The greatest accomplishment is not in never falling, but in rising again after you fall. ~Vince Lombardi
My boss was over today. The Packer and the Vikings play this weekend. He didn't even want to bet on the game. Packers and the Vikings are 1-4 so far this season. But something bothered him more than the losses.
Mike said he is embarrased to be a Viking fan. The behavior off the field of the players and head coach is sad.
I have never been a huge football fan. But I like Brett Farve. He seems like a good sport is a sea of not-so-good-sports. He will shake a defender's hand after getting sacked. (Really) He always gets so darn excited for a TD, like a little kid. Jumping up and down. That silly grin on his face.
He is a great player and (it seems to me)a good guy.
Mike said he is embarrased to be a Viking fan. The behavior off the field of the players and head coach is sad.
I have never been a huge football fan. But I like Brett Farve. He seems like a good sport is a sea of not-so-good-sports. He will shake a defender's hand after getting sacked. (Really) He always gets so darn excited for a TD, like a little kid. Jumping up and down. That silly grin on his face.
He is a great player and (it seems to me)a good guy.
Those who deny freedom to others deserve it not for themselves. ~Abraham Lincoln
I wonder what will happen to women's rights if Harriet Miers is appointed to the Supreme Court. One of the things I worried about most when Bush was elected...what kind of justices he would appoint.
I found this quote:
"Of course abortion isn't right. But it is even less right to bring unwanted children into lifelong suffering and to strip women of their choice. Making abortion illegal is not the way to prevent it. There is a much larger picture that starts with much deeper roots." ~Anonymous
So true. Morally, its wrong. But I don't want the federal goverment making decisions for me. Or my daughters. Or any other woman in this counrty. I cannot imagine a woman having to face the decision to have an abortion.
But this is America.
It should continue to be her choice!
I found this quote:
"Of course abortion isn't right. But it is even less right to bring unwanted children into lifelong suffering and to strip women of their choice. Making abortion illegal is not the way to prevent it. There is a much larger picture that starts with much deeper roots." ~Anonymous
So true. Morally, its wrong. But I don't want the federal goverment making decisions for me. Or my daughters. Or any other woman in this counrty. I cannot imagine a woman having to face the decision to have an abortion.
But this is America.
It should continue to be her choice!
Monday, October 17, 2005
I never knew until that moment how bad it could hurt to lose something you never really had. ~From the television show The Wonder Years
I hate when people that mean so much walk out of my life.
When my mom died, I lost touch with so many people I cared about. I tried to keep in contact, but they made no effort. It hurt. I would like to think I have moved on, but yet I know in my heart, I haven't. I still let it bother me.
One friend's job was eliminated. Moved on. I got a few emails at first, A sentence or two, telling me how busy they were. Now nothing. I feel pretty dumb, figuring out the friendship that meant so much to me, isn't worth any effort on thier part.
And sometimes people just drift away. Things change. People change. How come I don't want to change? How come I waste my time and energy sending Christmas cards and birthday cards? I got one birthday card last year. From my insurance agent. So I guess I can't say I didn't get any! :p
oh well. Today is a beautiful day. Enough of that.
When my mom died, I lost touch with so many people I cared about. I tried to keep in contact, but they made no effort. It hurt. I would like to think I have moved on, but yet I know in my heart, I haven't. I still let it bother me.
One friend's job was eliminated. Moved on. I got a few emails at first, A sentence or two, telling me how busy they were. Now nothing. I feel pretty dumb, figuring out the friendship that meant so much to me, isn't worth any effort on thier part.
And sometimes people just drift away. Things change. People change. How come I don't want to change? How come I waste my time and energy sending Christmas cards and birthday cards? I got one birthday card last year. From my insurance agent. So I guess I can't say I didn't get any! :p
oh well. Today is a beautiful day. Enough of that.
(long quotes don't fit)
Do all the good you can, by all the means you can, in all the ways you can, in all the places you can, at all the times you can, to all the people you can, as long as ever you can.
~John Wesley
I have had such a rotten cold. Skipped church and a family get-together yesterday, because I do not want to share my yucky-cough-squeaky-voice-sneezy germs.
So I stayed home. Feeling left out.
Today the UPS man came to visit me at work. He lives a half block down. He doesn't even have to have a package to stop, just news. He said he saw my family yesterday. And wanted to know where I was. Awww. Someone was checking up on me. I still feel bad about missing the party.
I read a blog sermon instead. Does that count the same as going to church? Hope so, I was just not up to the football sermon yesterday. The one I read inspired me...much more than the jock-kissing ramblings of my own pastor.
~John Wesley
I have had such a rotten cold. Skipped church and a family get-together yesterday, because I do not want to share my yucky-cough-squeaky-voice-sneezy germs.
So I stayed home. Feeling left out.
Today the UPS man came to visit me at work. He lives a half block down. He doesn't even have to have a package to stop, just news. He said he saw my family yesterday. And wanted to know where I was. Awww. Someone was checking up on me. I still feel bad about missing the party.
I read a blog sermon instead. Does that count the same as going to church? Hope so, I was just not up to the football sermon yesterday. The one I read inspired me...much more than the jock-kissing ramblings of my own pastor.
Thursday, October 13, 2005
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
A university is a college with a stadium seating over 40,000. ~Leonard L. Levinson
When will the huge piles of college mail stop filling up my mailbox? My oldest daughter is a senior and she has already made up her mind where she wants to go and been accepted. I am tired of shiny fliers with creepy mascots and (YIKES) once in a while some of the student pictures are down right scary. Maybe they are going for diversity...but I am a small-town-over-protective-mom...I don't my daughter bring that guy home for Thanksgiving break!
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
I was reading this from Associated Press this morning:
WASHINGTON - The natural gas industry said Tuesday there should be plenty of the fuel this winter, but costs are expected to average at least 50 percent higher than last winter nationwide.
So...let me see...there is plenty of fuel, so supply and demand is not the issue. Could it be that George Bush's oil buddies are just going to line there pockets with our hard earned cash? BINGO!
Is Crony-ism a word?
WASHINGTON - The natural gas industry said Tuesday there should be plenty of the fuel this winter, but costs are expected to average at least 50 percent higher than last winter nationwide.
So...let me see...there is plenty of fuel, so supply and demand is not the issue. Could it be that George Bush's oil buddies are just going to line there pockets with our hard earned cash? BINGO!
Is Crony-ism a word?
"This year in America, more than 211,000 women will be diagnosed with breast cancer and 43,300 die. One woman in eight either has or will develop breast cancer in her lifetime. In addition, 1,600 men will be diagnosed with breast cancer and 400 will die this year. If detected early, the five-year survival rate exceeds 95%. Mammograms are among the best early detection methods, yet 13 million U.S. women 40 years of age or older have never had a mammogram.
Come on ladies. Time to get squished. Don't forget. And if you never have had a mammogram, its not bad. I have had many...the secret is take a couple advil an hour before.
My best friend died of breast cancer a year and a half ago. One of my fellow Stephen Ministers is facing it now. My former boss is a 30 year survivor. I have had my own benign scares...benign is my favorite word. Isn't your life, your future worth a half hour of your time?
Sunday, October 09, 2005
Kids are funny
My son teaches the computer section of Sunday school this unit. I am his "helper"
Last week, a four year oldgirl came over and snuggled up to me. She notied my watch.
"Hey! That's a Winnie the Pooh watch"
I said, "Yes it is. I like Winnie the Pooh."
"But your a grown-up!" She complained
Today a little guy, age three and a half, was trying to convince me the shepherds found Baby Jesus because they had the "best helicopters!" LOL
Friendship... is not something you learn in school. But if you haven't learned the meaning of friendship, you really haven't learned anything.
Saturday, October 08, 2005
Who you'd be today...
by Kenny Chesney
Sunny days seem to hurt the most
Wear the pain like a heavy coat
I feel you everywhere I go
See your smile, I see your face
I hear you laughing in the rain
Still can't believe your gone
(Chorus:)
It ain't fair you died to young
Like a story that had just begun
But death tore the pages all away
God knows how I miss you
All the hell that I've been through
Just knowing, no one could take your place
Sometimes I wonder, who you'd be today
Would you see the world
Would you chase your dreams
Settle down with a family
I wonder what would you name your babies
Someday's the sky's so blue
I feel like I can talk to you
And I know it might sound crazy
(Chorus:)
It ain't fair you died to young
Like a story that had just begun
But death tore the pages all away
God knows how I miss you
All the hell that I've been through
Just knowing, no one could take your place
Sometimes I wonder, who you'd be today
Today
Today
Sunny days seem to hurt the most
I wear the pain like a heavy coat
The only thing that gives me hope
Is I know, I'll see you again someday
Have you heard this song? Beautiful lyrics. I might use part of them -
It ain't fair you died to young
Like a story that had just begun
But death tore the pages all away - in an album I am making for my daughter who lost tow good friends in a car accident a year and a ahlf ago :(
Sunny days seem to hurt the most
Wear the pain like a heavy coat
I feel you everywhere I go
See your smile, I see your face
I hear you laughing in the rain
Still can't believe your gone
(Chorus:)
It ain't fair you died to young
Like a story that had just begun
But death tore the pages all away
God knows how I miss you
All the hell that I've been through
Just knowing, no one could take your place
Sometimes I wonder, who you'd be today
Would you see the world
Would you chase your dreams
Settle down with a family
I wonder what would you name your babies
Someday's the sky's so blue
I feel like I can talk to you
And I know it might sound crazy
(Chorus:)
It ain't fair you died to young
Like a story that had just begun
But death tore the pages all away
God knows how I miss you
All the hell that I've been through
Just knowing, no one could take your place
Sometimes I wonder, who you'd be today
Today
Today
Sunny days seem to hurt the most
I wear the pain like a heavy coat
The only thing that gives me hope
Is I know, I'll see you again someday
Have you heard this song? Beautiful lyrics. I might use part of them -
It ain't fair you died to young
Like a story that had just begun
But death tore the pages all away - in an album I am making for my daughter who lost tow good friends in a car accident a year and a ahlf ago :(
Thursday, October 06, 2005
If suffering brought wisdom, the dentist’s office would be full of luminous ideas. ~Mason Cooley
Wednesday, October 05, 2005
Give a person a fish and you feed them for a day; teach that person to use the Internet and they won't bother you for weeks. ~Author Unknown
Monday, October 03, 2005
Put some south in your mouth ~ Paula Deen
I just love watching Paula Deen on the Food Network. I must admit I have never cooked anything she fixes on the show...but I still love to listen to her talk.
How can you not love a lady that gives a nibble of a biscuit to the dog, but won't let him eat the butter cuz its bad for him...then she smiles and pops it in her mouth??
And omgosh her wedding show! When she took her friends for a spray on tan. Silly!
My youngest daughter calls her "the gater tater lady"
:)
How can you not love a lady that gives a nibble of a biscuit to the dog, but won't let him eat the butter cuz its bad for him...then she smiles and pops it in her mouth??
And omgosh her wedding show! When she took her friends for a spray on tan. Silly!
My youngest daughter calls her "the gater tater lady"
:)
Sunday, October 02, 2005
We Americans have no commission from God to police the world. ~Benjamin Harrison, 1888
I posted this quote back when I started blogging.
Wish George Bush would have studied American history.
One of my yahoo friend sent his 18 year old son to Iraq. Yes, he has been trained well and he is tough...a Marine. But he is still a kid. And what he is living over there, no kid should have to see.
Say a prayer for Dave, that he comes home safely. That he can deal with it when.if he does get home
Wish George Bush would have studied American history.
One of my yahoo friend sent his 18 year old son to Iraq. Yes, he has been trained well and he is tough...a Marine. But he is still a kid. And what he is living over there, no kid should have to see.
Say a prayer for Dave, that he comes home safely. That he can deal with it when.if he does get home
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