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It is hard waiting for the other shoe to drop... this can apply to so many areas of life... financial security... job security... health... children... family... all of these things are difficult enough in their own way... what is most difficult is waiting for another to twist the knife... we as human are such flawed creatures to begin with... with the three fingers that point back as we call out the failure of others... it is enough just to keep the eyes in the back of the head open wide to protect us from the inevitable... often we know that which is about to happen... yet there are times when we never see it coming... it is not always about doing what is right... it is more often about doing what is necessary that gets us into trouble... and there in lies the rub... we do what we feel to be right to make the wheel turn and others just can't bare the thought of not having control... whether gained or earned... and as the aftermath of what is left behind... the question remains......

What a truly enjoyable day today... on the way home from work.. the evidence of light compared to darkness... you see I am a light peraon... i am a person to revelle in the light... even as the creeping in of change occurs... i see it happens... i noticed today the beauty of light... that which is reaching the a moment... a moment in which to say... i am coming... around a corner to which you wait... you dream... dare to wish for... and yet... today i began to witness... again... as i say again because those of us who know... this is something that happens again... again as all that changes... changes... changes with time... with patience... but happened non the less... we wait with anticipation... for the promise of all that is to come... and we believe... believe in a promise... given and left by time... from voices of the past... that made us to believe in all that we reach for... count on... Remember... and hope that is all that is... it is out there boys and girls... the tide is ...

Had a wonderful away this weekend with a group of ladies that frankly I am not sure exactly how I became so blessed to have them in my life....but my have I been blessed... the weekend involves the company of women who come together and scrapbook...  this is the usual activity that pieces together the weekend moments for most... while a small group of others finds a variety of other occupations during what often is a 3 day weekend of no life outside what is created within the walls of this sanctuary called black hawk lodge....what a treat this weekend is... from the company of the gift of my heart... to the company of other like minded hearts and souls... it is my goal to feed and nurture... from the day of arrival up unto departure... i share my heart blessings and pour out upon the women of this group the gift of nourishment... i love to cook... so my gift to this group of blessings... is to prepare what turns into breakfast and dinner daily... as a manna gift from heaven that n...

Wondered about the little red heart (or is it pink) and wondered enough to look it up... thank you Google for your wisdom yet again... as I understand... it is for breast cancer research week... but this is really not a real thing... and yet... October as it is... is breast cancer awareness month... but as for a research week... there really is no such thing... and yet... this little heart has a life of its own... a life to which people... but more to the point... women, feel the courage to come together yet again in the name of women... we girls feel a bit short sided... perhaps cheated in the grand scheme of things...  you see, it's our lot in life... is not a lot... but it's a life... thank you a bugs life (movie fav... seen more than once)... but it is our life... what we know... we nuture, we care, we love, we even hate, we cherish, we relish, we mark time by a clock that only we understand... we girls understand the context of the game at a very early age... some see with...

Life is an interesting twist...your day is yours... mine is mine... your life outside of your world is different from the life I live outside of my own... where you begin and end your day is opposite of mine... your beings that make up your life away from me are yours and completely different from those in mine... your life is yours and mine is mine... until one of those lives intersect with the other... until the day you became part of what life was mine prior to who or what you were... now our lives intersect... this life you now see as your own was mine by emersion... the intersection is complete... your life had now become mine... yet this life has always been mine and you... this life has only become who and part of what you are... for years before I was a part... i made my way... i became all that was needed... i met with... i talked to... i nurtured... i tested... i lost ground... i gained... i pushed and I in stepped back... i became all of what was required... i became... yet ...