I also have a broomstick

This is your life

Forgiveness

Thoughts that make me smile

Courage Doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying: " I will try again tomorrow" The greatest gift we can give to those who have left us is to live fully in their place. She packed all her potential and all she had learned, grabbed a cute pair of shoes and headed out to change a few things. I am fairly certain that given a cape and a nice tiara, I could save the world.

No regrets

So live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart. Trouble no one about their religion, respect others in their view, and demand that they respect yours. Love your life, perfect your life, beautify all things in your life. Seek to make your life long and its purpose in the service of your people. Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide. Always give a word or a sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend, even a stranger, when in a lonely place. Show respect to all people and grovel to none. When you arise in the morning give thanks for the food and for the joy of living. If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies only in yourself. Abuse no one and no thing, for abuse turns the wise ones to fools and robs the spirit of its vision. When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song and die like a hero going home

Live one day

Live one day at a time and make it a masterpiece... avoid negative sources, people, places and habits; Believe in yourself: Consider things from every angle don't give up or give in everything you're looking for lies behind the mask you wear family and friends are hidden treasures, seek them and enjoy their riches Give more than you planned to Hang on to your dreams if opportunity doesn't knock, build a door judge your success by what you had to give up in order to get it keep trying no matter how hard it seems love yourself make it happen never lie, steal or cheat open your arms to change but don't let go of your values Practice makes perfect quality not quantity in anything you do remember that sometimes silence is the best answer stop procrastinating take control of your own destiny understand yourself in order to better understand others Visualize when you lose, don't lose the lesson Xcellence in all your efforts you are unique nothing can replace you Zero in on your target and go for it a to Zen of Life

Eternal Flame

Our time has come to say goodbye and though I am gone I did not die I'm in your thoughts, I'm in your heart, I'm by your side, though we're apart. So when life seems to be unfair, remember the light and I will be there. Whenever you need to, say my name, I'm there inside an internal flame.

Visitors

The young women in the ward has been so kind and dropped by cookies, treats, letter and cards. I love to see their smiling faces. The other night they stopped by and Heather answered the door. The asked " is your mother home?" Heather replies "nope". The other day ( or should I say just about every day!!! ) Frodo got out and two little girls brought him home. They knock on the door and I talk to them from the window. We found your dog Oh thank you, can you please just open the door and let him in? yes Do you have any kids? No, they are all gone up and moved away Do you live my yourself? yes, I do can we come in? Yes, you can Can we come upstairs? yes, you can Can we go in your yard? yes, you can I look out the window and they are playing but now a grandpa has joined them they leave but lucky come back Knock knock knock can we swim in your pool? yes, you can I think I am going to let Frodo out more and see what he brings home

Stop Seeking Out the Storms & Enjoy More Fully The Sunlight

Today

Yes, he does

May I always find the time

Hunter 5th birthday Celebration vacation

Pictures to come

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History of suicide by Jill Bialosky

This is sad book. I am not sure I liked it but I learned from it. These are the words I want to remember: I now live in two realms: the realm of the ordinary world of getting up in the morning and making coffee, answering the phone, and going to work, the world of traffic and noise and obligations: and the realm of stopped time where my sister is dead and I was shrouded in confusion of her loss. I do not know how we are going to survive Kim's death but I also knew that grief was private and a journey each of us would have to make alone. You are tired of living, and you say : life is an evil. Sooner or later you will be consoled and you will say: life is good. you will be closer to the truth without reasoning any better: for nothing will have changed but you. That being so change right away, and since all the evil is in the ill disposition of your soul, amend your disorderly affections and do not burn your house down to avoid the bother of putting it in order We do not want to comprehend that people may and do die of emotional pain, and recognize the terror in ourselves when we cannot seem to help someone in despair-- when our words are empty. My soul is oppressed with the weight of life. For a long time it has been a burden to me: I have lost everything that could have endured it to me, only the sorrow remains to me. Speak to my heart: I am ready to hear you but remember that despair cannot easily be fooled. The DMS-IV ( diagnostic statistical manual of psychological disorders) calls this condition post-traumatic stress syndrome. But I prefer to call it simply disbelief. There are certain things in life for which we can never be prepared. I do not know how David was able to made me laugh again. I don't know how we had the courage to embrace hope. Nothing in fact, actually dies: everything goes on existing, always. No power on earth can obliterate that which has once had being. Every act, every word, every form, every thought, falls into the universal ocean of things, and produces a ripple on its surface that goes on enlarging beyond the furthest bounds of eternity. The most mysterious part of grief is that you think you can will it away. You can refuse to think about it. In one part of your mind you can hold it, but sometimes you have to let it go. You often war with it. You grieve for a lifetime because those we love are a part of us even after they have left us, even after they have betrayed us, and our love for them, by taking their life with their own hands. Some times grief comes to visit again like a long lost friend. It is mysterious, but never take it for granted. Get to know it well as you know your best friend. In moments when I should have been happy, I sometimes fretted. At times, in secret, I succumbed to periods where I wanted to spend mornings sleeping or lingering in the bedroom, sometimes almost paralyzed by a heaviness and mysterious fatigue that would not lift. At times I viewed the world darkly: isolated and consumed by a sense of foreboding, I thought the only those who had experienced the loss of a loved on could understand. During those periods it was as if I was only going through the motions of living. Time doesn't really heal, it only makes living more bearable.

Bad day

Endure

Family

The Weird Sisters by Eleanor Brown

We all have stories we tell ourselves. We tell ourselves we are too fat, or too ugly, or too old or too foolish. We tell ourselves these stories because they allow us to excuse our actions and they allow us to pass off the responsibility for things we have done - maybe to something within our control but anything other than the decisions we have made. Your story, is the story of your sisters. And it is past time, I think, for you to stop telling that particular story and tell the story of yourself. Stop defining yourself in terms of them. You don't just have to exist in the empty space they leave. There are times in our lives when we have to realize our past is precisely what it is and we cannot change it. But we can change the story we tell ourselves about it and by doing that, we can change the future.

Hunter and his 5 trophies

The Oak Tree

A mighty wind blew night and day. It stole the oak tree's leaves away. Then snapped its boughs and pulled its bark, until the oak was tired and stark. But still the oak tree held its ground, while other trees fell all around. The weary wind gave up and spoke "How can you still be standing, Oak?" The oak tree said, "I know that you can break each branch of mine in two carry every leaf away, shake my limbs and make me sway. But I have roots stretched in the earth growing stronger since my birth. You'll never touch them , for you see they are the deepest part of me. Until today, I wasn't sure of just how much I could endure but now I've found with thanks to you I"m stronger than I ever knew " thank you Dianna

Grief is Like a River

My grief is like a river I have to let it flow But I myself determine just where the banks will go Some days the current takes me in waves of guilt and pain but there are always quiet pools where I can rest again I crash on rocks of anger my faith seems faint indeed but there are other swimmers who know that what I need Are loving hands to hold me when the waters are too swift and someone kind to listen when I just seem to drift Grief's river is a process of relinquishing the past by swimming in Hope's channels I'll reach the shore at last.

I like this

Dear Optimist, Pessimist and Realist, While you guys were busy arguing about the glass of water, I drank it! Sincerely, The Opportunist

Yes it has been

Tomorrow