Strange Things In The English Language

The English language is one of the hardest languages to learn. This fact is true, in the general census, practically anywhere in America that you go. Of all of the trouble spots that I know of, the hardest area to learn is in the proper use of many words that sound the same but are not the same, even though for some the fact is that they are spelled the same way as each other, but mean opposite or different things. These words are called synonyms. There are also certain two part statements with which the concept of them is hard for some people to grasp.

For the most part, once you learn whatever the part is that’s hard for you, then the English language isn’t so bad. There are some two part statements, that when the first part is done, then the second part also has to be done for the statements to be true. Below, I will give you the two that I know. As I remember different things about the English language, I will update this blog, so all of them will be together, as best as I can do it.

The two statements are: If …., then……. ; and: Not only …. but also ….

Now to give you examples of them. first the If…..then statement. If the oven is at 30, then put the cake in the oven.

The other one is: Not only …., but also ....: Not only does the cake have to bake, but it also needs to be frosted when it cools down.

 

SYNONYMS

 

buy – to purchase – You may buy this item for $19.95

by – shows an author, or a craftsman; The book is by Emily post. The furniture was handmade by Frank Happ.

bye – what is said to end a conversation, a visit, or a phone call. Bye, I have to go, it’s late.

 

capital – money used to secure a purchase, such as for a business. My capital is 1.5 M.

capitol – the main government of a state or a whole country. Frankfort is the capitol of KY.

 

favor – doing something for someone else when asked. Will you do me a favor?

favorite – an object or place that is liked the best. Disney is my favorite vacation place.

 

hear – when your ears vibrate with noise. I hear them calling for me.

hears – when you are talking about someone else hearing. He hears a strange sound.

here – a place to be. You need to come here when you’re done.

here’s – present tense of where something is. Here’s where the party is.

 

hem – a sewed area in a garment. Your hem is coming out of your skirt.

him – a male person. I see him coming.

hymn – a religious song. We will now sing a hymn.

 

led – past tense of lead. He led them down the stairs safely.

lead – verb meaning to go ahead of. You lead the group on the hike.

lead – a type of metal.That pipe is lead.

 

personal – having to do with one’s own things. That’s my personal valet.

personnel – the employees of a business. I have a great personnel group.

 

principal – person in charge of a school. The principal at my school is nice.

principle – a fundamental truth that serves as the foundation for a belief or behavior. It was upsetting when he went against the principle of it.

 

read – future tense of the word. It is your turn to read out loud to the class.

read – past tense of the word. I read out loud yesterday in another class.

red – a color of an object.The rug is red.

 

secretary -the person that handles communications and meetings in a business.                                        The secretary is very efficient.

secretary – a piece of furniture with shelves, usually behind glass, a writing area and                           drawers to store supplies in. – That secretary is a turn of the century antique.

 

see – to have sight. I see the ship sailing in to port.

sea – a body of water. I have been to the red sea once on vacation.

 

tears – droplets coming from the eyes when upset or hurt. She cried a bucket of tears.

tears – rips in material. Her coat sure did get a lot of tears in it from the accident.

 

than – used when comparing two or more items. This bed is firmer than that bed.

then – some period in the future. After you make your bed, then you can go play.

 

their – belonging to. This is their basketball.

there – a place. She went over there.

they’re – plural meaning they are.They’re meeting for lunch at McDonald’s.

 

to – go toward. Go to the store.

too – means also. I went with them too.

two – a number. I have two cars.

 

yore – a time long ago. These are writings of yore.

your – possessive. That is your desk.

you’re – it means you are.You’re the one that’s going to the store.

 

who’s – it means who is. Who’s going to the movie?

whose – possessive. She’s the one whose costume is being worn.

 

 

 

 

Only GOD

Dawnelle Elizabeth had this post on Facebook, I wanted to share this with my readers.

It is a fact that there are many people that do not believe in God, Jesus, or the Holy Spirit. I am not one of them. From infancy I have been taught about the love of God, about His Son Jesus Christ, and later on about the Holy Spirit. The three of them together are called “The Holy Trinity”.

My teachings included how to “talk” to God through prayer and through my everyday actions around family members, the people I knew personally, in other words my friends, and my actions around those I didn’t know at all. The phrase, “Actions speak louder than words.”, has been said to me and around me so much that there is no way I could ever forget it.

In my teachings there were also such phrases as, “Beauty is as beauty does.”, or “Pretty is as pretty does.”, “It’s not what’s on the outside that counts”, “It’s what’s on the inside, in your heart that counts.”, “A picture is worth a thousand words.”, and last but by no means least, “Don’t judge a book by it’s cover.”

It was when I was a teenager that I believe I learned how to pray properly and reverently. Up until that time i usually just recited the few prayers I had learned growing up, those being, “The Grace”, the bedtime prayer, “Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep”, and “The Lord’s Prayer”. During that time I was also taught that we were supposed to give thanks to God “in everything”.

That was a teaching that I thought was just way off base. Having been taught that God allows Satan to tempt us and to test us by doing mean things to us, was just a concept I was unable to grasp as a teenager. Once I got older and matured in my later years, that started to make sense to me. There was a poem, that I heard quite often, that really made a person stop and think. I think the title of the poem was “God Has Not Promised”. The poem went on to say different things that amounted to the fat that, life was not always easy, and that we had to take the bad along with the good. If we never knew anything bad, then we would not know that what we were living in was good and that life was not always that way.  

There is another poem, of sort, that I have heard for many years. It goes like this: “The devil is a monster,  Of such awful means,  That to be hated,  Needs but be seen.   But seen too oft,  With familiar face,  We first endure,  And then embrace.”

When I first started thanking God for everything, even the bad things and stuff, I was very angry about having to thank God, even for the bad things. That was like thanking your parents for spanking you when you did something wrong. And really, who thanks their parents for spanking them for doing wrong. Not anybody I know of.

It’s no surprise then when I tell you that my first prayer that I prayed to thank God for the bad things went something like this: ” Dear God, the Bible says that we are supposed to thank you for everything whether good or bad. I dont understand why I should thank you for something that I didn’t ask for and don’t even want, let alone to be happy for it and thank you for it. But if I’m supposed to, then I will. Thank you for …….(whatever the bad thing was), and I’m doing this only to do what the Bible says for me to do. That’s because I want to be obedient to your word.” Then I go on to say: “Thank you God for…….(whatever the good thing is or things are), I do appreciate it that you answered my prayer for it. I love you God and I thank you for sending Your Son to die for my sins. I also thank you for forgiving my sins, and understanding what I am trying to say even though it is not something I like. You are indeed a Wonderful and Gracious God. I love you, AMEN.”

All of what I have written above was necessary to explain what the reasoning is behind my wanting to share the picture poster above, at the beginning of this post.

The title of the poster is “Only GOD”, meaning that only God can correct the things that we do that are not right.

“Only GOD can turn:         A MESS into a MESSAGE.                                                                                                 A TEST into a TESTIMONY.                                                                                               A TRIAL into a TRIUMPH.                                                                                                   And a VICTIM into a VICTORY.

My hopes are that this post has helped you to understand why we are supposed to thank God for everything, good and bad. And to tell you about my own trip down the long hard road to being able to understand it, and then to put it into practice.

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Your Sacred Self” – In The Womb

The following article was on my Facebook on November 10, 2019. The title is “Your Sacred Self” and it’s by Dr. Wayne Dyer. The picture was also with it at the very beginning of the article, just like it is here.

At first, the article was like a conversation with questions and answers between the twins. As the article went on, it became clear to me that when they got to the topic of Mother, a correlation was being made to God. just reading it gave me goose bumps and cold chills, and even brought tears of joy to my eyes.

When someone talks to me and asks about my belief in God, sometimes I’m at a loss as to what to say.

In a mother’s womb were two babies. One asked the other: “Do you believe in life after delivery?”The other replied, “Why, of course. There has to be something after delivery. Maybe we are here to prepare ourselves for what we will be later.”

“Nonsense,” said the first. “There is no life after delivery. What kind of life would that be?”

The second said, “I don’t know, but there will be more light than here. Maybe we will walk with our legs and eat from our mouths. Maybe we will have other senses that we can’t understand now.”

The first replied, “That is absurd. Walking is impossible. And eating with our mouths? Ridiculous! The umbilical cord supplies nutrition and everything we need. But the umbilical cord is so short. Life after delivery is to be logically excluded.”

The second insisted, “Well I think there is something and maybe it’s different than it is here. Maybe we won’t need this physical cord anymore.”

The first replied, “Nonsense. And moreover, if there is life, then why has no one ever come back from there? Delivery is the end of life, and in the after-delivery, there is nothing but darkness and silence and oblivion. It takes us nowhere.”

“Well, I don’t know,” said the second, “but certainly we will meet Mother and she will take care of us.”

The first replied “Mother? You actually believe in Mother? That’s laughable. If Mother exists then where is She now?”

The second said, “She is all around us. We are surrounded by her. We are of Her. It is in Her that we live. Without Her, this world would not and could not exist.”

Said the first: “Well I don’t see Her, so it is only logical that She doesn’t exist.”

To which the second replied, “Sometimes, when you’re in silence and you focus and listen, you can perceive Her presence, and you can hear Her loving voice, calling down from above.”

Maybe this was one of the best explanations of the concept of GOD.
– this lovely parable is from Your Sacred Self by Dr. Wayne Dyer.

When the second twin mentioned Mother, the second twin told the first twin that Mother was all around them. Then the first twin told the second twin that Mother could not be seen, or felt, or heard talking. The second twin pointed out to the first twin that if they both were very still,silent and focused, that at times the Mother could be heard talking very sweetly to them in a loving voice and the Mother’s love could be felt all round them, even though she could not be seen or touched. The author of the article compared that to our faith in God. God cannot be seen or touched, but being silent someone could feel God in the air and hear Him speaking to them. He stated that, “Maybe this was one of the best explanations of the concept of GOD.

Possibly if you read the article, you may have some of the same feelings too. I always like it when I read articles where someone else points out these characteristics about the Love Of God.

 

 

Giving and Receiving

Every person that has ever been a Church goer has certainly heard the phrase, “It is better to give than to receive.” Granted, there are people that have heard it and don’t believe it, as well as people that have heard it and have no concept as to what it means.

Raised in a religious environment, I was taught about giving to others. This has been true, most of my life, since being only a few months old and up until I was grown and married, . Even after being married, I still went to Church with my husband. When I found myself alone, I went to church as a single person.

Many of those years, both married and single, were spent teaching children from three years old up to five years old.Sunday mornings found me teaching the Sunday School Class of four and five year olds, and Sunday evenings found me having a story hour for three, four, and five year olds, and Wednesday nights found me teaching the same ages of children in the preschool choir. I enjoyed every minute of it.

Then when I moved to a different neighborhood and away from past reminders of a time that once was, I started teaching the preschool children again, only at a different Church. Again, I was happier than I would have ever thought a person could be. I was doing the giving and watching the smiles and happiness of the little children who were on the receiving end.

Vacations found me visiting some of my family that lived in a different state. One vacation would turn my world, as I knew it, upside down. The day for me to return to Kentucky arrived, but my sister knew that something was wrong with me, even though I didn’t really feel sick. All I knew for sure was that I had a sore and hoarse throat, from yelling at my seven year old nephew’s soccer game. My sister convinced me to go to the local urgent treatment center. Upon the doctor finishing his examination of me, I found out that I had asthma, bronchitis, and double pneumonia all at the same time, and he grounded me from flying back to Kentucky for two weeks. The time was 8:45 AM, and very reluctantly I went back to my sister’s house and went to bed. At 2:30 PM, (the time I was originally supposed to be boarding the plane to return home), I started feeling numb and tingly all over. I told my sister how I was feeling, and the decision was made to call 911.

Long story short, I was in bed almost a week and a half before I started feeling any better. After two weeks at my sister’s house, I was on my way back to Kentucky. At the time, I had a full time permanent job and a part time permanent permanent job. I was working 60-70 hours a week. Up until I became sick, nothing slowed me down. This was the beginning of April in 1990. Upon returning home, I resumed both of my jobs. However, I was being rushed to the hospital every 7-10 days with asthma attacks so bad that I couldn’t breath. On June 9, 1990 I lost both of my jobs. You can’t keep a job being rushed to a hospital that often. So started the beginning of a whole new way of life for me. I was on numerous medications, had to do nebulizer treatments four times a day, and was on oxygen as well. In the summer of 1991 I ended up having to file for bankruptcy.

It took up until 1993 for the doctors to find the perfect combination of medications so that I wasn’t being rushed to the hospital every time I turned around, so to speak.

I started going to the local community college in May of 1993. As I was about to enter the building, I received a call from my primary care physician. What he told me was totally unexpected. He informed me that I was diabetic. I had been on Prednisone ever since being diagnosed with the severe asthma. In the first six months I gained 100 pounds. After finding out that I was diabetic, I continued on with my life having one turmoil after another as well as several surgeries. Still on the Prednisone, I started having trouble with my legs, and ended up in a wheelchair in 1995. I continued with my education, just with a different major. Finally, I graduated with Honors, in 1999 and went through the graduation ceremony in May of 2000.

After my graduation, it took three months to find a job. There were many expenses involved with starting back to work after not being able to work for ten years, as well as having many medical expenses involved with being in a wheelchair. Long story short, I ended up having to file for bankruptcy a second time in 2001. I worked from March of 2000 up until November of 2004. That was when I lost my new job. Since that time, I have had even more surgeries, and am waiting for at least two more surgeries, and possibly a third one.

Up until 1990, I was a person who gave whatever I could, whenever I could, however I could, and was very thankful that I was able to do it. Unfortunately, since I became sick and with the resulting medical problems from all of the the medications that I have taken, I have had to become a receiver. When a person is used to being a giver and then has to become a receiver, it is very hard. Or at least it was for me.

For quite a few years I tried to make it on my own and do everything for myself. But then there came a time when I just couldn’t do it any more. I found it necessary to have someone move in with me to help me around the house. Eventually, I regained my strength and was able to do for myself again.

In 2016, I started crocheting in answer to some adds for The Red Scarf Project, and then doing pieces, that were seven inches by nine inches, to send to someone that would join all of the pieces together to make quilts for needy others. As I hadn’t crocheted in years, I had to watch a video on how to crochet. That was when I came up with the idea of crocheting scarves for homeless people.

The first year, 2016, I was only able to crochet seven scarves. A friend helped to deliver them. Many homeless people smoke, and I am allergic to smoke and will go into an asthma attack if I am around a lot of it, so the friend delivered them for me. Upon returning empty handed, the friend told me that we had to do it again the next year. When I inquired as to why, I was told that everybody that got one cried. So, in 2017, I crocheted thirty- six scarves. That winter was so old that the city declared a state of emergency. That meant that any place that could put cots down had to do it for the homeless to be able to get out of the cold. We were able to hand out twelve that year. That meant that I had twenty-four scarves left. I was able to crochet sixteen scarves before I had to have my right shoulder replaced. For 2018, I had a total of forty scarves to hand out to the homeless. I gave my Church fifteen to give to the men that were staying at the church for the program called “Room At The Inn”, some went to the Christmas shop for approved families that were needy of help, and the remainder went to the Chrysalis House for Mothers and children that were there for protection from abusive spouses. As yet, I have not been able to do any this year, but I have started on one, and hope to finish it as well as some others. I hope I succeed. will let you know how it turns out.

The whole reason for this long post is to show that even though giving makes us happy, we also need to be gracious receivers. when we are gracious receivers, we allow the other person to be a gracious giver and have joy from their giving the same as we used to before we became receivers. Also, even though we have to be receivers sometimes, we can still find some way to be givers again.

 

 

“Time Really Flies…” – Yet “Time Really Drags On”

There are two sayings that I have heard most of my teen years on, and they are, “Time really flies when you’re having fun.” and “Time really drags on.”, when what you are doing is not interesting. At any given time all of us could use one or the other of these sayings.

Ever since I was a small child, on my way to visit kin folks, it always seemed like we would never get there. That every time we went on a trip, “Time really dragged on.” The most confusing part for me as a child was that whenever my brothers and sister and I would ask “how much longer is it going to be before we get there?”, the answer never made sense. We were always told how many more hours it would be before we would get there. With not being very accurate with subtracting hours from each other, each time we asked, it seemed like we had even longer to go to get there than when we first started out. Of course, as we have grown up and become the drivers of our trips, we now know and can tell the difference. It’s not the fact of how many hours we have left to travel, just that we were so anxious to get to our destination, that we could hardly contain our excitement and expectation.

Now, on the other hand, when we were on our way back home, “Time really flies.” was true in every sense of the phrase, but it wasn’t because  “we were having fun”, as the last part of the phrase states. Quite the contrary, we dreaded going home. Why was this true?, you might ask. We dreaded it because we knew we were leaving the place where we were having so much fun, and going back to the same old boredom that we faced every day, before we left on our trip.

When we were just children making the long trip, of course it seemed to take a whole lot longer than what it does today. There are two reasons for this. The first reason being that we had very short attention spans and became restless very quickly. The second reason being that cars could not go as fast back in the 50s and 60s because there were not the interstates that there are today and the engines and motors were not as powerful then as they are now.

Now that we are grown, everything has changed. Cars are much more powerful today both to being made better and to being made of lighter materials. The heaver the material, in the making of the car, the more gas and the longer it will take to arrive at your destination.

Besides the obvious mentioned above, there are a few other elements taking place when we take a trip. It still seems to take longer to arrive at our destination than what it takes to return home from our trip. There are several reasons for this fact. The time element is for the most part only in our mind. We are wanting to arrive there quickly so that we will have more time to enjoy the trip while we are at our destination, but it seems that we will never arrive. Once we arrive, it seems like time flies while we are enjoying our visit, even though we know that there are the same 24 hours in a day that there has always been and will always be.

On our trip home, we are not looking forward to arriving at our destination. We know that we have unpacking to do, as well as laundry to do, get caught up with our mail, get everything ready to return to work, usually the next day after returning home, and get some much needed rest. This is so, because for the most part, when we are away from our job and home, we tend to cram everything we can into the time we have there.

When we are children, we depend on the adults to give us ideas and things to do to keep us entertained. Once we become adults, it’s all up to us individually to keep our self entertained. Yes, I know, it’s sometimes heck to grow up. But we all have to do it and as the saying goes, “go with the flow”.

 

 

 

 

 

Now That I’m A Senior Citizen

Much to my shame and guilt I have come to realize that even though I claim not to judge people now, that when I was a teenager and young adult I judged people quite a bit. But that’s not the worst of it. Now that I am a senior citizen, I am discovering more and more each day that I am becoming just like the people that I judged.

Growing up I was taught that I should always wear clothes that matched in color groups, for example reds with different shades of reds, blues with blues, greens with greens, and so on. Not only did the clothes have to match, but the socks and shoes if it was Sunday, and the barrettes and/or head bands. I can remember a lady, that would be at the bus stop every weekday morning when I was waiting to catch the bus to go to school, and she always matched everything that she wore. As if that wasn’t enough, she also wore a big bow, that matched her clothes in color, in her hair to hold up her ponytail.  I thought that she must not be right in the head, to wear clothes that matched and a big bow in her hair, because I knew that she was middle aged. And lets face it, only children and adolescents dressed like that. This was always in my thoughts, and I remember it to this day, but I never said anything to her about her clothes.

You may not believe this, but I am in my late sixties, and as such I am considered a senior citizen. Well “shock of all shocks”, as the saying goes, I do the same thing to this day. Only I take it a step further. I have to wear long sleeves and a hat whenever I go out in the sun, and as you may have guessed, my hat and long sleeve shirt or jacket match in color too.

Another way that I have judged in the past has been according to the way a person looks on the outside. Are they fat and bulging everywhere? Do they have “saddle bags” (as I heard several people call the area) pushing out on the upper thigh portion side of their clothes? Do they have what looks like “bags of fat” hanging down on the inside of their upper thighs and from the back and bottom sides of their upper arms? And then my mind would say, “They must not like their body because they sure aren’t taking very good care of it!”

Now that I’m a senior, many of the things that I judged and thought were awful for, whatever person had, it to be that way, I have many of them myself. As an example, I now have those fat bags, that I thought looked so bad, and were the fault of the person, not caring enough about their own body, to take as good a care of it as they could. Not taking good care of your body is indeed one reason for the things I judged about other people. Like I said, I now have many of the same things and do many of the same things that I judged to be wrong or just weird. Besides the “fat bags” I have realized that I too match everything I wear to the best of my ability. My slacks, my tops, things that I put in my hair, and it used to be even my hats had to match in color.

There are many health issues that have medical reasons for them. A person’s thyroid gland could be responsible for weight gains, a B12 deficiency could be responsible for tiredness to the extent that a person doesn’t care if they have on wrinkled clothes or not, and sometimes they don’t even care if they have holes in their clothes.

There are many things that could be responsible for many many different outcomes. It would take days to write them all down. But now that I have and do many of the things that I judged to be wrong, I feel so guilty that there have actually been times that I just wanted to cry.

You may have guessed by now, the reason for this post. The reason is to give an example of the mistakes that I made by judging others and possibly you won’t make the same mistake. There is a dark feeling within, when you realize something like this, that you never even thought about before. So, please stop and think about what you are judging. could there be an underlying medical condition for it? And maybe some inner inspection of yourself may point out that you are doing some of the very things that are making you sad about having done them to others, and up until now you hadn’t given it any thought.

 

Reflecting On Thoughts As A Child Growing Up

There are some days that just look around me and and rather disturbingly remember thoughts that I had as I was growing up. These are thoughts that I had both as a child from six years old to around twelve years old and as an adolescent from thirteen years old to about nineteen years old.

I can vaguely remember looking at people and thinking different things about them, with part of my thoughts arising from what I had heard grown-ups saying. These thoughts included such things as thinking wrongly about people that were either dirty or very sloppily dressed. Their clothes would be dirty and in disrepair in addition to being either too big or too small for the person wearing them. I always thought that they should be ashamed of them self for wearing such bad looking clothes outside. After all, that was what my Mother and Grandmother would say to us if we put on something ripped, too big for us, or too small for us. Since our clothes were put in a really tall hamper every night, there was no way to put on dirty clothes.

Besides clothes, I also had thoughts about being skinny and/or being fat. Here again, “little pictures have big ears”. even if children don’t say what they hear, they sure do think it. If a person was skinny, then “they must be poor and can’t afford very much food to eat.” And on the other hand, if a person was too fat and their stomach was sticking out, then “they just don’t care about how they look at all.” “They need to stop eating so much and start exercising. If they can’t afford to go to a gym, then they at least need to start walking some. to start out, go once or twice around the block and build it up until they are walking at least a mile a day.”

These are things most children grow up hearing quite a bit of the time. I think that the reason that the parents, grandparents, or whoever is in charge say all of these things is so that the children won’t do them and therefore will go into adulthood dressing, eating, and exercising like they should.

Unfortunately, hearing these things on a regular basis doesn’t just teach the children to grow up into the correct kind of adult, it also teaches them that it is OK to be judgemental. I say this because that is exactly what these statements are, is judgemental.

There is a specific reason for this post and that is to try to point out to some adults that may not be aware of just what kind of an influence what they say is having on their children. During my childbearing years, I was never fortunate enough to have any children of my own, so I just was able to enjoy other people’s children.

I know parents don’t purposefully intend to teach their children to be judgemental, but all parents and adults need to think a little bit harder and longer before they speak. they should ask them self, “Is what I am about to say going to be positive to and about all concerned?” This means, “Is it going to do the one hearing it any good?”, and further more “Is it going to be complementary to the person that is being talked about?”

 

I Am Finally Back – October 16, 2019

I know I have been gone for a long time, and I’m sorry. But I’m am going to try to come back slowly so as not to get over whelmed at the start.

I had decided that my main job was to crochet scarves for homeless people, as I was having a hard time accepting my declining health. Apparently trying to ignore various aches and pains was not the correct thing to do. My arms and shoulders were hurting a lot, so I just shrugged it off as my diabetic neuropathy acting up. By the time that I finally saw a doctor, he felt it was necessary to have a MRI of both shoulders. The results showed that both of my rotator cuffs needed to be surgically repaired. As I could not let myself think about surgery, I turned to the crocheting. In December of 2016, 2017, and 2018, my friend and I distributed the scarves to the homeless, around the downtown area, that we would see. Most of them cried, some of them hugged us and others did not want anything to do with us.

I finally could not wait any longer to have the surgery on my right shoulder. On April 12, 2018 I had a total right shoulder replacement. I was transferred to a rehabilitation hospital from April 17, until June 4, 2018. Then on June 4, 2018. I was transferred from the rehabilitation hospital to a nursing home/rehabilitation center. I was there until July 31, 2018. I came home on Tuesday, July 31, 2018 and home health started coming to my house, and I did the necessary paper work to qualify for Medicaid to be added to my Medicare that I have had since becoming disabled in March of 1990, and losing a permanent full time job and a permanent part-time job both on June 9, 1990. That process allowed me to have a care giver to come to my house and help me with whatever activities of daily living (ADLs) that I am unable to do by myself. I am currently waiting to have my artificial bladder replaced, and my left shoulder to be done. Hopefully the left shoulder will be just a rotator cuff repair and not a complete shoulder replacement like was done on my right shoulder.

Luckily I had already finished 40 scarves for the homeless. The last one being the day before my surgery. As I was not able to go out with my friend to pass them out, I ended up giving some to the homeless, donating some to my Church, and donating the rest to the Chrysalis House. I have not been able to do the crocheting as well as I had before due to my left shoulder giving me trouble, but I am plugging along. I hope to have at least a dozen done by December.

My goal for doing posts on this blog will start out at three per week, since I am also going to be trying to do the scarves. I only ask that you please be patient with me. I try not to talk about all of my health issues very much, but I felt that my followers had a right to know what happened for my posts to all of a sudden stopped.

Rhema Marvanne – Sings Gospel Songs – Plus Other Singers Too

This little girl is amazing, just listen to her and decide for yourself. The URL is https://youtu.be/VoBW57t1Mvs

There are also other singers to choose from, as this link is to x Factor.

She was there when her Mother took her last breath after fighting ovarian cancer. Rhema was only 4 at the time her Mother was going through all of the cancer treatments. She and her Father stayed right by her Mother’s side through as much of it as what the doctors would let them.

Rhema has drawn strength through the experience and is sharing it with others through her singing. She sings at the church where her Mother was a member before her death.

Rhema also sings secular songs, and does very well with whatever she sings. I will surely try to listen to her as much as I possibly can. I really do like to hear her sing.

A Post About Bad Choices

When you hear life is short some may say yep it is and go on doing what you do. Today I was at the location of a wreck right after it happened. I saw the truck in the ditch, I saw hero’s from fireman, EMS, police, bystanders try to help get the driver out of the truck only to realize a woman was also in the truck. He (driver)made the choice to drink and drive. She made the choice to get in the truck. The life of everyone is changed forever! His for drinking and driving. Hers because she didn’t survive. Mine because I saw her laying there knowing she was a daughter and maybe a mother or grandmother. And her life was gone in a second! To have your life taken away by a choice.. I hear people talk about all the gun laws what about ALL the driving loop holes allowing people to have multiple DWI or driving with out a license , texting or SPEEDING!! Passing with double yellow lines!! How many lives have been killed from stupid car wrecks and choice people make driving??? Shame we all can’t make citizens arrests.. drive safe my friends and watch out for the crazy drivers!!

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One of my cousins posted this on Facebook Thursday. When I read it, I really felt bad for the lady that lost her life in the accident. Immediately after feeling bad for her, I thought “Just like I have heard for many years, the drunk driver that causes the accident that kills another person doesn’t usually die in the accident, even though they may get hurt.”

Why is it that our laws are so lenient to drunk drivers? Sometimes I think that it’s because the ones that pass the laws are drinkers too. If they make the laws too stringent, then they wouldn’t be able to drink. I guess for some people being able to take that drink or those multiple drinks is more important than life itself.

I’m pretty sure that drinkers would think twice if it was a law that whenever you go to a bar or a party and drink, you have to surrender your keys upon entering the establishment, or if you are at a friend’s house, you be set to spend the night if you get drunk. I can’t imagine any friend not wanting to let their friend stay the night. They would rather have you sleep on their floor that to drive home and possibly have a wreck and kill someone. I know I sure would.

Next time before you take that drink, or let a friend take a drink, make sure someone other that the drinker will be driving, or that they can stay at whatever place where they are when they take that drink. A little bit of precaution is worth a whole lot of peace of mind that nobody is going to get hurt or even killed because someone you know had too much to drink.

After all, “FRIENDS DON’T LET FRIENDS DRIVE DRUNK.”