In Thought......

Dean thinks it's funny that the old wives tale of "someone thinking about you when your nose itches" is actually coming true for me. LOL with all my allergies to make my nose itch, weird enough I can tell when someone is thinking of me or needs me. I'll itch my nose and think "who needs me?" and funny enough I will get a text, IM or log onto my game and get pounded by messages - LOL. I just think it's funny and kinda nice to be thought of :] (that's on my favorite's list).
Anyway, was sitting here thinking, spoken with all my internet friends today once or twice and feeling pretty good, even though it's 11pm and I'm still working :P. One friend is having a really, really difficult time and I've been trying to help her the best I can. It is very, very difficult being in seperate countries and only using AIM and a cell phone. I actually got somewhat depressed by the fact that what I was trying to do wasn't working but than a few prayers later and a feeling of peace about her and I realized, maybe it is. You can't help someone who doesn't want to accept it, they have to be willing- just like in receiving a blessing. You can't be blessed from the Lord - as much as he WANTS to - if you aren't willing to accept his gifts/blessings.
Made me almost want to stop working on my book but today once I realized the aforementioned, I decided that my book was still a good idea. I believe it is a good thing, I believe it will help those that are wanting it to, and it will touch their heart and they can in turn change themselves - for that is not up to me.

Happy Mother's Day

Hmmm. Interesting how you truely forget things that you used to do and love. Since Reba posts her poems each week for all of us to love, it came to me that I used to write poetry. This mother's day would be perfect to post one so I looked for the poem I wrote about how I feel about being a mother, "Serenity", back when my 13 yr old was just a baby. I couldn't find it :( but found this one that might still work. To all mother's out there "Happy Mother's Day" may it be filled with wonderful moments to treasure.




A Cut From the Mold kz 6/93

Because of the many things you do,
'cause that's just he way you are
Because you always go out of your way,
whether near or very far.

Tis simple to judge a man's measure,
by his means or his worth in gold.
But the true man gives in how he lives,
he's cut from a different mold.

So here's to the friend (mom) that you are,
ever giving, yet asking no more.
Requiring less than the friend (kids) you bless,
as though measuring a treasured ore.

May the Lord bless you and yours,
for your efforts through toil and strife.
Remember your worth isn't measured on earth,
but once you pass through this life.

Poem by Me Picture copyrighted by Tyler Klinger

It's been 2 yrs

Well, I did much better than I thought I would this year, I guess because I was dealing with the memories a couple of days ago. It's been 2 yrs since my mom died and I stayed in the Emergency Room with her while they worked on her and pronounced her dead. Okay I thought I could do this.

I hoped waiting til the end of the day to post would help but obviously not.

Alright, the song "Bubbly" is on and I'm feeling a little more composed :]. I guess I just didn't want this day to pass as just another day in the world. Loved this pic of my mom & dad, it's one of a few where you have a big smile from both of them :]. You know, it really sucks being an orphan.