I am truly honored to have my room back in Lucy’s home.
Visit an extension of my room here at Lucy’s..
The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us and we see nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know know them when they’re gone.
- George Eliot
Dearest Mom...
Saturday, October 4, 2008 at 09:22PM Dearest Mom,
Why do I share my most personal feelings with all to see? I’m sure you can understand.. I want people to know that with what they may also be experiencing that they are not alone.
'Meditations From The Road'...
Tuesday, September 30, 2008 at 12:01PM September 30th
Often the most loving thing we can do when a friend is in pain is to share the pain — to be there even when we have nothing to offer except our presence and even when being there is painful to ourselves.
Tears, Idle Tears
Friday, September 26, 2008 at 11:03PM from ‘The Princess’ by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
‘Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depth of some divine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy Autumn- fields,
And thinking of the days that are no more.
‘Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail,
That brings our friends up from the underworld,
Sad as the last which reddens over one
That sinks with all we love below the verge;
So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
‘Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns
The earliest pipe of half- awakened birds
To dying ears, when unto dying eyes
The casement slowly grows a glimmering square;
So sad, so strange, the days that are no more.
September 16, 2008
Tuesday, September 16, 2008 at 12:05PM 
Can I see another’s woe,
And not be in sorrow too?
Can I see another’s grief,
And not seek for kind relief?
Can I see a falling tear,
And not feel my sorrow’s share?
When voices of children are heard on the green,
And laughing is heard on the hill,
My heart is at rest within my breast,
And everything else is still.
‘Words that convey my deepest feelings by William Blake.’
Steppin' Outside My Box...
Thursday, August 21, 2008 at 03:11PM Hey Everybody! I had this bizarre brainstorm the other day as I sat at the beach. I thought of doing something that has not yet been done at this sight.. and so today I just did it. I stepped away from the keyboard and made a short video to be a little more personable.
As you will see me fidgeting I was extremely anxious in doing this and am nervous in posting it. I honestly had no clue as to what I should say. I hope I don’t always talk like this.. it must be the extreme anxiety. So anyways, here it is. I want to say be kind with your comments but that’s okay, I can take it.. go ahead, hit me with your best shot!
Stuff This Ones For You Beautiful...
Wednesday, August 20, 2008 at 02:09AM
Happy Birthday Mom!!!
With that I would also have to be creative when it came to her swallowing medication. There was jello, pudding and on the night this photo was taken.. yogurt. On this particular night she wasn’t ready to go to sleep so rather than take her medication she decided to throw the spoon of yogurt at me! So okay, I threw it right back at her.. and a full out yogurt fight had begun! You can see it on our faces in this photo. I have never laughed so hard in my entire life! I think the neighborhood heard us!
Today is my Mother’s birthday. She would have turned sixty years old which is hard to imagine for many reasons. My Mother prided herself on looking young and being young. She would not even allow her Grandchildren to call her Nana or Grandma.. she was ‘Ma’! I know that she would not have been happy over the ‘number’ this year. She will though always remain ‘forever young’.
love Questions That Boggle The Mind...
Tuesday, August 19, 2008 at 02:00PM Who was the first person to look at a cow and say, “I think I’ll squeeze these dangly things here, and drink whatever comes out?”
Who was the first person to say “See that chicken there….I’m gonna eat the next thing that comes outta it’s butt.”
Stuff food for thought...
Monday, August 18, 2008 at 05:16PM 
United We Stand,
Divided We Fall…
If I am not for myself, who will be for me? But if I am for myself alone, what am I?
Pondering August 16, 2008
Saturday, August 16, 2008 at 09:02PM I’ve been searching for days as to how I could possibly touch this day…
There seems to be no poem — there was no photo — until I stepped into my kitchen this morning…
As I turned on my car — the song playing was — ‘I’ll Be Missing You’ now known as ‘noTORRIous’ — As I stepped outside the restaurant and looked to the sky — a rainbow stretched from the blueness into the puffiness of the white clouds…
Was it all just coincidence? Could it be that as I searched to touch this day — someone was giving something special to me?
How could I possibly touch this day?
I can’t.
There is so much pain, there is so much sadness. There are so many questions to which I can only wish I had the answers…
I’ve come to the conclusion that I can only acknowledge the day.
I stepped outside last night in an attempt to search for words, in an attempt to be able to breathe…
Looking to my left, in the darkness of the night was a tree being lit by a streetlight…
The greenness of it brilliant…
I was seeing it through the eyes that had once been given to me — a time that showed me the true beauty of life — a time that taught me what it is to truly live. Life consumes and blinders appear — we lose the sight and we struggle at times to gain it back…
‘Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf’s a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.’
I looked away — how can I possibly touch this day?
When I looked back to my left, in the seconds I had looked away, the light had gone out. The tree now standing in the darkness, it’s color diminished, it’s life no longer apparent…
I went back inside — how can I possibly touch this day?
My thoughts taking me everywhere yet leading me nowhere.
I stepped outside once again — searching my soul — attempting to breathe…
All the questions racing through my mind, thinking of the one left behind — the emotions all too powerful and overwhelming to fully take in.
As I looked again to my left the tree stood tall in it’s darkness — no life being reflected.
And then in only a seconds time the light came on again…
I gazed at the tree standing in all her beauty — so green in the light — so full of life.
Is it possible that when one light goes out that in time another can come back on?
Could the colors ever be as brilliant as they once were?
Nature’s first green is gold — Her hardest hue to hold
Nothing gold can stay…
Why???
In Wimbledon Today... Venus vs. Serena!
Saturday, July 5, 2008 at 09:05AM Today is the women’s final at the All England Club in London. Last year Venus Williams won her fourth Wimbledon defeating Marion Bartoli.
Today’s competing finalists are:
Venus Williams vs. Serena Williams
Wow!!! Check it out.. it’s a must see match! You’ll enjoy it!
I’m going to go with Serena. Venus is a powerful and stronger player but Serena has been performing very well this year. Venus had a record serve the other day.. 127 mph! Hhhmmmm, sisters.. would one allow the other to take it??
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