Live is getting easier

Have you ever wondered why so many bad things can happen to one person and they don't loose their minds? I have, I wonder daily how my life can be in such turmoil, I am not a bad person. I think I figured it out. You have to find the good in everything and everyone. Turn your thought process around to reveal the best life offers. I have found it I dwell on the bad, no good will find me. If I stress over the little things, nothing good will happen.

It is a hard concept to put into place, but with the right mind set, it is possible to love yourself first...once that happens, you learn to love everyone around you. Just thinking the idea does not work, you have to live it. This realization has made life easier.

The woes of bankruptcy

I am so fed up with this whole banruptcy thing. It is irritation beyond belief. Sometimes I just want to say to heck with it and let the house go, pay the IRS off and figure out how to deal with life after this. I get so angry when things go south.

Life is funny

I have been doing a lot of soul searching lately. Catching up with old school mates, keeping a vigil at the hospital, looking for a job, trying to survive daily has made me stop and think about my life. I love my life and every obstable it throws at me. I relish the daily grind. I welcome the problems needing solving. What I am not fond of is the simple stuff. How to pay the dang 36.00 internet bill, buy a simple pack of cigarettes, put gas in my car and food on my table. The big things are the first thing I take care of and am falling further and further behind. I know GOD will handle everything, but it is so irritating when I can't figure out how to do it. I will figure it out I suppose.....

Still no baby

Well, we still have no baby and that is good. Stephen is trying to go active. Our church is having issues with pure evil, but our pastor is good so I feel confident we will be OK. Can't wait for the weekend, I need a break. I found facebook, I am trying to get used to it. School is about to start for the grandkids and me for that matter....ready, set, go.....

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Crazy week

This week as been nutz. I found a long lost relative. I got an email from my dad. I still don't have a new baby....that is good. I actually have money in the bank..to pay bills, but money....I have put in 15 job applications at various places...Life is good, very good.

Monday blah's

Today has been one of those days where I have done nothing in particular. It is extremely hot outside and my air conditioning is inside. I am really glad I no longer weigh what I used to because I would really be miserable. I have been watching TV all day with nothing really accomplished. I read my book which by the way is really good...same author as the Da Vinci Code...keeps you guessing. I found a couple of John Grisham books I have not read so that will be my next venture. I talked to Stephen today and no significant change in Charlottes blood pressure, that is good....I am about to go to the hospital, they need supplies.....LOL

Loving Life

Today has been a good day. I finished my latest class - and I have a week off from school. I cooked fried pork chops, garlic mashed potatoes, and sweet buttered corn for dinner. Baby and parents are doing fine, ready to be home, but otherwise fine. The hospital did have to increase her meds again so we are still up in the air. Tomorrow is church...I need the peace and quiet. Good music, good friends, good feelings and the Lord will make the day wonderful. I think I will cook some butter beans and corn bread tomorrow....might as well make it a southern Sunday.

Everyday is a blessing

Everyday Charlotte is pregnant is a miracle. While the anticipation of the baby is overwhelming, the thought of such an early birth is devestating. I look at my life in blocks, this block is kinda used, has some cratches, and the paint is a little dull around the edges, but it is strong and can support anything put on it.

Visit from Kids Not happening

If it isn't one thing, it is another. Dani, Chad and their kids can't make it because Nana is ill, Charlotte is in the hospital so she will not be available, Mike has to work so them making it out is not gonna happen and now PJ calls to let me know she and the girls will not be able to make it. It is so hard to try and get everyone together. Life really sucks sometimes. I guess it is better this way, I knew no one was going to make it at least a week in advance so now I can make plans. It is ok, I will figure something out very soon and get to see my kids and grandkids. I love you all.

Remember, when life hands crap in a bag, throw it away and fast. LOL

Financial issues again

Life is so hard sometimes. I am trying to get my finances straight and every time I do, life throws me a new bill. Funny but irritating. One of these days, I will be financially ok and I know it will be a shock to my system. My bank account will be jumping for joy....LOL I think life is what we make of it and it appears I am making a financial statement of poverty. GOD only gives me what HE knows I can handle....I guess this is something I can handle. I know everything will be ok, it always is, it just drives me crazy trying to get it the OK stage....

Charlotte and Baby update - all is doing ok...we are still in the hospital and I figure NO NEWS IS GOOD NEWS.....the longer she stays pregnant, the longer the baby has to develop..we are crossing our fingers....

Hospital Life

Life at the hospital is hard on everyone concerned. We took some home cooked food to Stephen and Charlotte today - hospital food gets old and expensive real quick. The possibility the baby will be born so early is scary for all of us. He will be so tiny...26 weeks is way little. No matter when he is born, he will not be able to come home until November...makes this Thanksgiving a special one. We will all have something to be thankful for....Life is good over all...GOD is with us and the prayers keep coming in. I have faith.

Rain

We are expected rain today. Some people might say we have had enough, I say no. Rain is GOD's way of cleansing the air we breathe. Rain gives us life with water and oxygen. Rain is amazing. Falling gracefully at times easy and serene. Other times vicious and strong. Mother nature does not play when it comes to rain. She can be soft and gentle or hard and ferosious. Never under estimate mother nature and her love for the pure gentle calming rain not the torrentous, stimulating, powerful downpour.

A day in the life

The average age of the military man is 19 years.
He is a short haired, tight-muscled kid who, under normal circumstances is considered by society as half man, half boy.
Not yet dry behind the ears, not old enough to buy a beer, but old enough to die for his country. He never really cared much for work and he would rather wax his own car than wash his father's, but he has never collected unemployment either.
He's a recent High School graduate; he was probably an average student, pursued some form of sport activities, drives a ten year old jalopy, and has a steady girlfriend that either broke up with him when he left, or swears to be waiting when he returns from half a world away.
He listens to rock and roll or hip-hop or rap or jazz or swing and a 155 mm howitzer.
He is 10 or 15 pounds lighter now than when he was at home because he is working or fighting from before dawn to well after dusk.
He has trouble spelling, thus letter writing is a pain for him, but he can field strip a rifle in 30 seconds and reassemble it in less time in the dark.
He can recite to you the nomenclature of a machine gun or grenade launcher and use either one effectively if he must.
He digs foxholes and latrines and can apply first aid like a professional. He can march until he is told to stop, or stop until he is told to march.
He obeys orders instantly and without hesitation, but he is not without spirit or individual dignity.
He is self-sufficient.
He has two sets of fatigues: he washes one and wears the other. He keeps his canteens full and his feet dry.
He sometimes forgets to brush his teeth, but never to clean his rifle.
He can cook his own meals, mend his own clothes, and fix his own hurts.
If you're thirsty, he'll share his water with you; if you are hungry, his food.
He'll even split his ammunition with you in the midst of battle when you run low.
He has learned to use his hands like weapons and weapons like they were his hands.
He can save a life - or take it, because that is his job.
He will often do twice the work of a civilian, draw half the pay, and still find ironic humor in it all. He has seen more suffering and death in his short life than anyone should have to in a lifetime. He has wept in public and in private, for friends who have fallen in combat and is unashamed. He feels every note of the National Anthem vibrate through his body while at rigid attention, while tempering the burning desire to 'square-away ' those around him who haven't bothered to stand, remove their hat, or even stop talking.
In an odd twist, day in and day out, far from home, he defends their right to be disrespectful. Just as did his Father, Grandfather, and Great- grandfather, he is paying the price for our freedom. Beardless or not, he is not a boy.
He is the American Fighting Man that has kept this country free for over 200 years.
He has asked nothing in return, except our friendship and understanding.
Remember him, always, for he has earned our respect and admiration with his blood.
And now we even have women over there in danger, doing their part in this tradition of going to War when our nation calls us to do so.
As you go to bed tonight, remember this shot.. . . A short lull, a little shade and a picture of loved ones in their helmets.

Baby Blues

The last few days have been rough. We now know that the baby will more than likely be a premature baby and that is scarey. My gut tells me everything is going to be ok, my head tells me to take it one day at a time, and my heart is breaking for my son and his wife. It is so hard to be a mom. I had to turn it over to GOD, I can't do it alone.

I am not gonna get to see my grand babies from California - they are not going to make it out next month. I was looking forward to having all of my kids and grandkids in one spot. Chad is going over seas and Stephen is having a baby. Man, where did the time go? My kids are all grown up....I guess that is why I have the baby blues....

My, how the time flies.

Today, my baby is 22. He is an expectant father, in the military, a grown man. It does not seem like so long ago I was wiping his tears away. He has grown into a wonderful man...caring, loving, and responsible. He has his moments, he is far from perfect, but he is a good kid in the end. I patiently wait for the birth of his son...to hold and love like I did his daddy. It is going to be forever before November gets here, but I can wait. With the grace of GOD, everything will work out beautifully and life will continue to get better. Not until you no longer have a littel one in the house do you miss it at time. I have matured and have come to the conclusion I need to have the babies from time to time to remind me that life is short and has to be lived like it is your last day. I try to do that.....don't you?

Life is fair

OMG, I have been so busy and unable to post the last couple of days. Have you ever wondered why life threats some of us wonderfully and then well, the rest of us not so great. I think I figured it out. I think in a past life, I was rich beyond belief...more money than I could ever spend and I was stingy...I refused to help others. I was mean and hateful to everyone around me. THAT IS KARMA. Now, I am sweet as homemade pie, will give my last dollar to help a friend and what do I get in return, NOTHING.

That is GODS way of keeping the table balanced....I believe that.

Well, now that I have ranted about how unfair life is, less than a month and all my kids and grandkids will be here to drive me crazy.....I can't wait. I am so excited.

Beautiful Day

I know, that is a U2 song....but today is going to be beautiful. I am looking forward to getting up and dressed. I had a bad Tuesday.....it was hot and muggy. I am doing some volunteer work for the Health and Human Services Department so I will be busy most of the day. Filing, answering phones, organizing....it is very hard work, but I enjoy the people. Anyway, this is my way of giving back to my community. I am hoping to reep what I sow with a job. It can't hurt...As you can see, nothing really insightful to say this morning...life is just beautiful....

Job Search

I am so tired of being tired of looking for work. The job market is not good at all. The news keeps saying it is getting better, and it is for the individual able to work 3 jobs at 7.25 an hour. I am trying to get an education, take care of my bills, find a job, go to church, and live life to the fullest. Not an easy chore.

I am always on the lookout for ways to save money. I need to find some type of income. It will come I am sure, I just have to wait until my time is right. I live by the rule that good things come to those who wait. I will wait.....something good will happen, GOD will make sure of that.

Good Day

Today is going to be a good day. The heat has subsided and rain is on the way. Living in North Texas does not offer lots of rain in the summer months, but it is coming. Monday's are sometimes full of unexpected pitfalls. It takes about an hour or so to get into the groove of the upcoming week. Saturday and Sunday are days of relaxation, family time, and church. Yesterday was a good sermon...made me stop and think about what our future holds. Thank GOD I have my faith. The world can be scary.

Nothing is free

While nothing in this world is free, there are some things that will cost you alot less. The smell of fresh baked cookies, the taste of homemade apple pie, the sight of children playing filled with laughter, the sound of a new baby's coo, and the feel of God's hands holding you close.