Well today I made a great accomplishment! I was blessed by being able to work hard enough to save my house from foreclosure. Back a few month ago work got slow bills started to pill up and I was falling behind fast! By the grace of God I was able to find my way through by absolute Faith in God. I trusted as it is written in scripture "Trust in God" I did.. I am saved!
Thank You Heavenly Father for my Blessing and being able to understand how to receive by Jesus my Savior.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Follow this blog
I like the idea that we can follow a blog. It really keeps you updated with out all the searching.
But I have noticed not all the blogs I wanted to follow have the "follow this blog " link? Am I missing something?
But I have noticed not all the blogs I wanted to follow have the "follow this blog " link? Am I missing something?
Auroura
Wow, I havent been keeping up with my blog! I didnt realize how long it has been! I miss it!
I am hoping to keep up with my writing here and grow into a regular blogger on blogspot.
Since my last post I was blessed with my first great grand child in August. She is the sweetest little girl. I am so proud of my granddaughter she takes such wonderful care and attention of her. The baby was named after Sleeping Beauty's "Princess Auroura" and right now she is a sleeping beauty surrounded in plush PINK.. everything! We always seem to have such little time visiting and you almost have to stand in line to hold her. I can't wait to see what she is going to be dressed as for Halloween. But I am sure it will be PINK !
I am hoping to keep up with my writing here and grow into a regular blogger on blogspot.
Since my last post I was blessed with my first great grand child in August. She is the sweetest little girl. I am so proud of my granddaughter she takes such wonderful care and attention of her. The baby was named after Sleeping Beauty's "Princess Auroura" and right now she is a sleeping beauty surrounded in plush PINK.. everything! We always seem to have such little time visiting and you almost have to stand in line to hold her. I can't wait to see what she is going to be dressed as for Halloween. But I am sure it will be PINK !
Friday, May 9, 2008
Mother's Day Are you ready?
Have you planned for Mother's Day? Well it is three days away..so there's plenty of time for new idea's. It may be easier to do a few simple little things than one great big ordeal for some. Make a weekend of it by. Offering to do things around the house for her. Help plant a garden or potted flower's if she's into that.
Plan a great breakfast one day, lunch the next and dinner for Sunday. Always remember the Great Card!!! Some dollar stores have great deals on cards so you can buy for Your Mother and Mother-in Law at the same time! And hey, Dont forget Gramma! The Idea is to celebrate the day for Moms, so be good, eat your vegetables, and don't slouch! Oh yea and comb that hair!
Plan a great breakfast one day, lunch the next and dinner for Sunday. Always remember the Great Card!!! Some dollar stores have great deals on cards so you can buy for Your Mother and Mother-in Law at the same time! And hey, Dont forget Gramma! The Idea is to celebrate the day for Moms, so be good, eat your vegetables, and don't slouch! Oh yea and comb that hair!
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Dancing under the street light
Sitting here at my computer pondering what to write. Makes me wonder if all writers have the same problem in the beginning. I know I have a lot to say and many subject matters to write and tell about. So, I shall begin.
I will begin today with a story of "The Dancing Couple". A true story told as I remember it.
When I was very young our neighborhood was very quiet. It was in the mid-late 1950's. We didn't have fences in our yards. We as children especially, were not allowed to just go from yard to yard but as a child my curiosity would bring me to the very edge of our property line at times. Especially when our neighbor Helen was outside gardening in the summer. With patience and a smile she always gave me a "Hello, how are you today" and of course I usually had the same very shy "fine" answer. She would ask me polite little questions I would answer with yes or no or I don't know.
Helen had very blond hair. She and her husband Gorden were much younger than my parents. They were both attractive and friendly. They had a daughter who was a few years older me and an only child. She also had very blond hair usually in the Shirley Temple style with bows or ribbons. But I was too young for her to want to play with and we talked very little, so I think Helen tried to be as friendly as she could without encouraging the idea I could come over and get my feelings hurt by her daughter and her older friends who didn't want a little kid around.
Many times she would let me over and swing in her glider in the far back of the yard while she gardened and sometimes she would sit with me,she'd tell me I could stay even after she went in.
We all had these little extra cement or concrete walks with a step up that came from the side walk and lead to the side door. Helen's went to their breezeway door. They had a huge double driveway up to their garage. Helen's house had a street light in front of it so it was nice and bright there.
Sometimes I would walk over to their walkway when my parents would let me sit outside after dark. Just sitting there by myself watching cars in the distance from the main road drive by.
Then one summer evening I heard the breezeway door close and I looked behind me. Helen and Gorden were in the driveway dancing. The shadow from the street light cast four images of them. I know they did not see me there. I watched as they stood very close to each other their every move was together at the same time. They turned around in big circles and went almost the full length of the drive way at times. A couple times I turned my head back to the road in case they thought I was snooping, and if I was snooping my parents would know and I wouldn't be able to come out again. So I never told anyone for a long time. They seemed to be in a place only they knew of, a world of their own. I don't believe they ever knew I was there. Of course for that entire summer I wanted to sit outside whenever I could and watch this graceful dance. There were nights that they didn't come out and some nights I just wasn't outside, but for most of that summer I watched in silence and in awe of how beautiful their dance was. Every once in a while I thought I could here them say something to each other, but it wasn't much just a word or two.
Summer was soon over and fall came so quick .. Back to school and busy with homework and schedules, winter came with us kids going outside in the day time to play on our sleigh or try to skate on the homemade ice rink my dad made. Spring came with all the budding flowers and trees. Then summer was finally back and everything forgotten returned...,except for Helen. Helen had died sometime during the spring. She had a brain tumor. I later found out that Helen and Gorden weren't Dancing at all. He was helping her move around because she couldn't anymore on her own. I never saw Helen again after that summer. Gorden and their daughter sold the house and moved away after a year or so. He tried to be friendly during the time he was still there. But He wasn't the same. In my mind even today almost fifty years later, I still very clearly remember the couple dancing in their drive way. I will always you remember Helen And Gorden as the beautiful people next door where ever you are.
I will begin today with a story of "The Dancing Couple". A true story told as I remember it.
When I was very young our neighborhood was very quiet. It was in the mid-late 1950's. We didn't have fences in our yards. We as children especially, were not allowed to just go from yard to yard but as a child my curiosity would bring me to the very edge of our property line at times. Especially when our neighbor Helen was outside gardening in the summer. With patience and a smile she always gave me a "Hello, how are you today" and of course I usually had the same very shy "fine" answer. She would ask me polite little questions I would answer with yes or no or I don't know.
Helen had very blond hair. She and her husband Gorden were much younger than my parents. They were both attractive and friendly. They had a daughter who was a few years older me and an only child. She also had very blond hair usually in the Shirley Temple style with bows or ribbons. But I was too young for her to want to play with and we talked very little, so I think Helen tried to be as friendly as she could without encouraging the idea I could come over and get my feelings hurt by her daughter and her older friends who didn't want a little kid around.
Many times she would let me over and swing in her glider in the far back of the yard while she gardened and sometimes she would sit with me,she'd tell me I could stay even after she went in.
We all had these little extra cement or concrete walks with a step up that came from the side walk and lead to the side door. Helen's went to their breezeway door. They had a huge double driveway up to their garage. Helen's house had a street light in front of it so it was nice and bright there.
Sometimes I would walk over to their walkway when my parents would let me sit outside after dark. Just sitting there by myself watching cars in the distance from the main road drive by.
Then one summer evening I heard the breezeway door close and I looked behind me. Helen and Gorden were in the driveway dancing. The shadow from the street light cast four images of them. I know they did not see me there. I watched as they stood very close to each other their every move was together at the same time. They turned around in big circles and went almost the full length of the drive way at times. A couple times I turned my head back to the road in case they thought I was snooping, and if I was snooping my parents would know and I wouldn't be able to come out again. So I never told anyone for a long time. They seemed to be in a place only they knew of, a world of their own. I don't believe they ever knew I was there. Of course for that entire summer I wanted to sit outside whenever I could and watch this graceful dance. There were nights that they didn't come out and some nights I just wasn't outside, but for most of that summer I watched in silence and in awe of how beautiful their dance was. Every once in a while I thought I could here them say something to each other, but it wasn't much just a word or two.
Summer was soon over and fall came so quick .. Back to school and busy with homework and schedules, winter came with us kids going outside in the day time to play on our sleigh or try to skate on the homemade ice rink my dad made. Spring came with all the budding flowers and trees. Then summer was finally back and everything forgotten returned...,except for Helen. Helen had died sometime during the spring. She had a brain tumor. I later found out that Helen and Gorden weren't Dancing at all. He was helping her move around because she couldn't anymore on her own. I never saw Helen again after that summer. Gorden and their daughter sold the house and moved away after a year or so. He tried to be friendly during the time he was still there. But He wasn't the same. In my mind even today almost fifty years later, I still very clearly remember the couple dancing in their drive way. I will always you remember Helen And Gorden as the beautiful people next door where ever you are.
Sunday, May 4, 2008
I'll be there..Blogging
Well it has been almost two weeks since I have started this blog as well as a couple others. I am doing more research and re-research than I ever thought I would do. But I am so drawn to it and so involved. I love it! I am wondering why I didn't know about this before!
Learning about adsence and others is still a great task. Because I don't really have computer lingo savvy. I am sorta hit and miss. Some of the things I add including this blog, go through but I have no Idea where they go or if they are going anywhere. All the tutorials I have read thus far make it sound so easy! I already have a collection of web addresses and websites to refer to. And yes they are very helpful until I get to my own page.., sometimes. I know it is very early after all, I'd never even heard of Blogging before a month or so ago so in that statement alone I think I have done very well! So I will keep reading , searching, testing and of course blogging! I feel I found a niche for myself. My Blog doesn't have technical stuff in it because I don't really know any. And I have noticed most of the blogs I have read are talking about great subjects until they say just blah blah blah,..blah blah..blah. Well that's how it reads for me right now. But I will catch up and I will be right there along side of some of you..blogging away..
Learning about adsence and others is still a great task. Because I don't really have computer lingo savvy. I am sorta hit and miss. Some of the things I add including this blog, go through but I have no Idea where they go or if they are going anywhere. All the tutorials I have read thus far make it sound so easy! I already have a collection of web addresses and websites to refer to. And yes they are very helpful until I get to my own page.., sometimes. I know it is very early after all, I'd never even heard of Blogging before a month or so ago so in that statement alone I think I have done very well! So I will keep reading , searching, testing and of course blogging! I feel I found a niche for myself. My Blog doesn't have technical stuff in it because I don't really know any. And I have noticed most of the blogs I have read are talking about great subjects until they say just blah blah blah,..blah blah..blah. Well that's how it reads for me right now. But I will catch up and I will be right there along side of some of you..blogging away..
Friday, May 2, 2008
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
The Great Blog
Writing this blog is wonderful. A bit scary, but wonderful. I've always wanted to Sit down just letting words flow into a perfect stream of the next great novel. Ah wouldn't that be the writer's dream. Publisher's waiting at the door, editors complimenting every word written and reader's standing in long lines just to buy your book! J.K.Rowling must have had that feeling when Harry Potter came to life. Hey, I would be grateful if anyone just wanted to read what I write in this blog. In fact! I would be as excited as if I had written.. "The Blog Everyone Wants to Read". Truthfully I have no clue as to whether I can write or not! But this blog gives me that chance to boldly write and hit that publish button and believe. Believe that the writing muse is whispering in my ear. Along with my guardian angel, fairy godmother and and any one else who would help. And if not one person reads a single word, I still have the satisfaction of writing and publishing. Yes I know, it is only a blog. For me it is like a novel, the great blog. Practice, it is said, makes perfect, and with time, effort, thought and lots of practice, I have the highest of hopes that a reader will find my story interesting to say the least. I know your out there some where, waiting...
Monday, April 28, 2008
found my secret wishing place
This new picture really caught my attention. I think I have dreamt of finding a secret place like this in the woods some where since I first saw Tinker Bell in Peter Pan. A place where wishes could come to life.
Who's in Control?
As much as I love working with people. I know it is time to take a break from it when it becomes work. We all have our struggles and sometimes getting someone to see a new light on situations isn't that easy... First of all, I am not living their life and it is easy for me to see it so clearly from my point of view. I guess that must be where the saying "Easier said than done" comes in. What it seems to come down to is having patience, faith in ourselves, an ability to truly trust ourselves and believe we have the power of our own lives, in our control. When it is time to decide on things, It is your life after all. The experience belongs to each individual we will not all feel the same way. Only when we start to let the things that bother us, have so much control over our happiness, or our progress, do thing gets hard. Then we have given all our energy and power to the wrong area's of our life and wonder what is going wrong ...
I can see Him!
Ever feel or sense things no one else has? Strange feeling isn't it. I have had this all my life sometime in different ways but always, always it is there. In some cases it has actually helped me with warning feelings, I have learned over the years to pay attention to especially with family members and matters. The first experience I think I remember was at the age of around four. I can't really remember all the details but I do clearly remember the feeling and how I saw it. I was playing In our basement and I was alone. It was as though I saw and was there at the same time and had the experience already. Very hard to describe as it was everything all together and yet I am sure it was a second or two. I saw a bus, knew the bus, saw my uncle get off the bus and knew he was not only on the bus but that he would be getting off. He walked to the corner and turned down the street that lead to ours and I knew immediately he was on his way to our house. I even saw what he was wearing and as strange as this may sound I could smell him not strongly but knew it was his scent! We didn't seem him very often as my father didn't really seem to like his presents, though he was always polite to him. As soon as I realized he was coming, I seemingly jumped up ran up the stairs all excited and told both my parents who were in the living room, "Uncle Manny's coming!"Of course my father asked my mother if she knew about this and she was just as puzzled. He asked me when, I said "now "and he asked a few more questions but I don't remember what they were. And finally he said show me. As I was jumping up and down excited for our company. My father walked with me to the house next door, it lined up with a street that T'ed ours. I knew that he was getting off the bus as we stood there. We didn't see anyone for a few minutes and my eye's were much better than my dads. Why he waited I still don't know. Within a very few minutes and with my telling my father step by step what was happening. "I can see him!" I said jumping up and pointing. I saw him first like a wiggly little shadow, then finally we could see the image and I do remember my father asking how did I know it was him. I could see him walking and recognized his walk.. When my father could actually see that it was him All he said was "Well I'll be." almost under his breath. I don't remember much after that except Uncle did come for a visit that day. It was about 1957. We never spoke of it and it was never mentioned again. As I got older many other things like this occurred and some events got even stranger ...
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