Friday, April 20, 2012

Friday April 20th

Slept late very late, trying to get organized and get a few things done before being at Andy's at 2:00.

Thursday, April 19, 2012

Thursday evening

Just made is home from work and shopping , no work tomorrow,
I do not understand why I do not like my job anymore but am bored with it.... tired of the drive...  I am looking but            
please god find me a job closer to home, or please open some doors for me that you know would be good for me....
bought shish k bobs and twice baked potatoes and shrimp,,,,, and what a cake...
should I call and see if I can pick up kate tomorrow and go and visit abe and addy or should  i rest/...
have to go to funeral tomorrow night...... so sad....


i can't believe thos hot tub people did not come....

Sunday, April 8, 2012

SILENCE


The morning is the most memorable season of the day. Morning is when I am awakened and there
is a dawn in me. To be awake is to be alive.

Henry David Thoreau (via pureblyss)









EASTER SUNDAY 2012

IT HAS BEEN A GOOD DAY. WE WENT TO HOLLY'S CHURCH WHICH IS REALLY A WONDERFUL CHURCH FOR MORNING SERVICE. THEN CAME HOME AND COOKED AND HID THE EASTER EGGS. HAD A GREAT DINNER EVERY ONE WAS HERE....... KIDS WENT FISHING AND I TOLD THEM WE WERE GOING TO DISNEY WORLD AND THEY WERE SO EXCITED....
I PRAY FOR SAFETY FOR OUR TRIP.......... I AM TAKING MY MEDICINES AND FEELING WELL NO MORE CRYING.... THANKS TO YOU LORD....

I AM BEGINING TO THINK OF THE EGO AS THE DEVIL.....

Saturday, March 31, 2012

Why

This is rediculous , I am so lucky. I could be in a backbrace. I could be paralized...   I am so lucky Thank you God for watching over me. please forgive me my weaknessess. Please give

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Depression

It has hit me hard since my accident feelings of hopelessness helplessness sadness

Friday, February 17, 2012

and there was a scent  on the air
 that was a mixture of bonfires and wet leaves and woolen scarves that got into your mouth.
You had the feeling that you were walking backwards in time, or even into a different world altogether. 
the old tower was as horrid as she had thought. It was dark and menacing and it was old, so old that you could almost smell the oldness breathing out frim it, and you had the feeling that if yous tretched out your hands yolu would be able to plunge them, wrist-deep, into the swirling miasma of the long- ago