The little dog……………..

Buddy. The little dog
13 years old and still little and I love him.
He is a friend
a loyal dog who is by my side at all times when I am home
He is sweet
Loving
friendly
gets scared of everything
A ray of sunshine in my life.
He is one of the greatest pet gifts ever given to me.
He is The little dog that loves.
Buddy

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After the tornado, A man and his trains…

The photo is courtesy of Donna Surgenor. Thank you. He is well past 80. He has fought battles with cancer and won and still fights one. He retired as a Major. But that is only the part of the story. The man I am writing about is my step dad and he has taught me so much. How to hang on, how to be strong and now I hope I can help him. His and my moms home where my sister, twins and youngest son live was hit by the tornadoes in Ga last week. We are blessed they were all gone and not killed as so many others sadly were.
But this story is about him and some trains. See, he grew up really poor and they never had money for much of anything. But, I guess when he was about 12, his dad was able to give him a train. Not a set but one little train. He cherished it and has kept it all these years and during his life, he added to that little train until he finally had a collection of them. He went into the army to help support his family and to be able to get his teeth fixed. And he bought nothing for himself but trains here and there.
As I said earlier he served our country and retired a Major. But he never forgot that first little train and for years we watched with the joy on his face as he would run those trains on the set up he made and show us how and what kind they were and the story behind them. While we were so blessed, my heart broke when I saw the tornado had destroyed his trains. The treasure in his heart that he took such pride in. There is no replacing that first train or the others, Many were very old.
But, just like everything, he just sees the good and say’s how blessed that they were all ok. But I see the heartache in his picture. I love you Papa and I am so glad you are still here with us. But if I could have given you anything, it would have been that your trains were spared. The reminder of how bad things used to be but how hard you worked to make things good in life. I am sorry. I love you.

I love my fellow bloggers and yes I do read and like the post but…..

I LOVE being able to have such a variety of fellow bloggers and we can all have so many different things to share! I have just so many things we can share about. Animals, panic, anxiety, loss of a child, parenting, life in general and poetry and so much more! I read so many and I take turns to get to them all as I can BUT I HAVE A PROBLEM. I read a fellow blogger who said they will like and then it goes away and I also have this problem! Some go through and I HOPE stick and some do not stay at all! It bothers me because I want my fellow bloggers to know I love their stuff and I do read and like it but this makes it appear that I do not. So, I am just letting you all know thank you for reading and liking my stuff and I hope you can see where I read and like yours too!

Why didn’t I know? Loss of child…

You left us and it has been almost twelve years now since your wreck. Sometimes though I look at your pictures and think how did I not know the loss of your weight or that something might be off? your friends said later you would go through times of feeling sad but I never saw it and you never told me?
We talked all of the time. You lived with us. But you were always smiling and joking and made your family laugh. Maybe you just didn’t want to see me sad.
But I believe in my heart you were happy. I really do. I am just sorry you never told me you were sad. I would have helped you through it. I love you. Always. Love, mom.

Good health, Bad health…….

Do you ever notice how the media constantly changes the way our health can benefit from this or that? I know they get it from other sources but one year coffee is great, six months later it is harmful, eat three full meals a day, do not eat over two meals a day. Try using these spices, they will boost your health and then a few months later, these spices are bad but these are good. It just goes on and on. From our choices of meats or vegetables, coffee, tea, etc. I have just come to the conclusion that we should eat when our stomachs say we are hungry and forget what the news say’s. It is too much like being on a merry-go-round. So I say, Just eat and stop when you are full. Yeah. Have a great day!

Learning to breathe………………..

I am learning to breathe through all of this. The hurt, the pain, the loss and the heartache. But in learning to catch a breath, I am realizing the joy of living among the pain. I am learning to see the beauty in the many wonderful things I have in my life. I can be and I can hurt but I can also love, laugh and enjoy. Learning to breathe.