Another thought...A poem I wanted to share.
I watched an episode of Extreme Makeover: Home Edition. On there they were talking about a poem that a soldier had in his home. I wanted to look it up and post it on my site if possible so that all who visit here can read this remarkable work of art. I was able to find it and and want to share it with you. It is Author Unknown.
THE FINAL INSPECTION
The soldier stood and faced God,
Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining,
Just as brightly as his brass.
"Step forward now, you soldier,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To My Church have you been true?"
The soldier squared his shoulders and said,
"No, Lord, I guess I ain't.
Because those of us who carry guns,
Can't always be a saint.
I've had to work most Sundays,
And at times my talk was tough.
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.
But, I never took a penny,
That wasn't mine to keep...
Though I worked a lot of overtime,
When the bills got just too steep.
And I never passed a cry for help,
Though at times I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God, forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.
I know I don't deserve a place,
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around,
Except to calm their fears.
If you've a place for me here, Lord,
It needn't be so grand.
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't, I'll understand.
There was a silence all around the throne,
Where the saints had often trod.
As the soldier waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.
"Step forward now, you soldier,
You've borne your burdens well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell."
~Author Unknown~
Sunday, September 25, 2005
Todays thought...Eh, a little bit of this and a little bit of that.
Ok so this week has been so hecktic. So, Wednesday I get a call from my cousin Frog on my cell phone. Well I'm at work and can't answer it right then so I send him to voice mail. Then I'm talking to my co-worker and I'm telling her that he'd called and it was really odd. So she says well maybe it was important. Then it dawns on me. He lives in Houston Tx. Just moved down there for school not 3 weeks ago. So then I'm like "CRAP! He probably needs a place to stay!". So I try to call him back and it's busy. So I call my mama who was out of town at the time and tell her, Frog just called me, I can't get him back on the phone but I'm assuming he's going to need a place to stay because of Hurricane Rita. I can't put him up at my place but my parents were out of town and he could stay there. So I get all of that figured out, still can't get a hold of my cousin so I send him a text msg. Telling him that he needs to leave right then. He procedes to tell me that he doesn't get off work until 10 and he'd be leaving Thursday morning. Knowing this thing isn't supposed to hit until Friday I figure, hey...he's got plenty of time. Right? WRONG! If you watched the news at all you saw the gridlock and cars moving at literally 2 mph down the interstate. So already I know he's not going to be here until at least Friday night. Well, 22 hours into it he gets off the road to get gas and by a stroke of luck is able to find an alternate route and get out of there. Needless to say, he stopped about 3 hours outside of here and pulls over after 36 hours of driving and 1 hour of sleep. He didn't get here until Saturday afternoon. But you know what, he made it. My parents made it home before he did. But he made it. Glad to have you here Frog.
Then, Pooh Bear and I were supposed to go out of town this weekend with Floor, Sniper and the kids. Well, Friday morning while Pooh Bear was on his way to work, the hundred dollar wonder car breaks down. Still can't find out what is going on with the thing. The last part we have to try, we can't get it out because it takes an insane part. Hoping that Pooh Bears friend Big Fish has the part so we can fix the car. But you know how it goes.
Today is my mama's birthday. Happy Birthday Mommy. I love you. Hopefully I can make it over there this evening. While I won't divulge her age on this site I will tell you that she's old enough to know better, but too young to care. Hee hee hee. Hey, you're only as young as you feel. Ain't that right?
Lastly, I saw an show the other day about cars that have these sensors in them that tell you when you are losing control of your car. Ok, now, here's my problem with this. First off, if you've never lost control of your car you wouldn't understand this but I have. And from personal experience let me just tell you, when you start to lose control of it, you can't get it back. Unless you're a proffessional rally car driver or Nascar or something. Ok. So you have this vehicle, that has a dinger in it to let you know you are losing control of your car. You've never had this dinger before so the first time you hear it, you are going to think "What is that?" Then by the time it has registered in your brain that its the dinger to let you know you have lost control of your car, oops, you're in a spin and a tree has jumped out at you to stop your car. Ok...here's my second thing on this. Ok, so like I said, once you've lost control of your car, the general driver cannot recover from it. So the dinger goes of to let you know you are losing control. Well since you start and its so hard to control you generally just lose it all together and still meet your car to the tree. At that point, what is the point of the dinger. All the dinger did was said, "Yep, you just screwed yourself. Give yourself a pat on the back because your hands are going to do you a bit of good on the wheel." I mean think about it. Like I said, first thing thats going to register is you have a dinger going off and you don't know what it is. Thats going to take your mind off the road anyway, but it doesn't matter because you've started losing control and hang it up. Because like I said the average driver is not going to be able to gain control back of the vehicle.
So in essence...my take on it...good concept, but not very well thought out. Well, thats about all I have for today. I'm going to take my average driving self to the kitchen to make something to eat. Later.
Ok so this week has been so hecktic. So, Wednesday I get a call from my cousin Frog on my cell phone. Well I'm at work and can't answer it right then so I send him to voice mail. Then I'm talking to my co-worker and I'm telling her that he'd called and it was really odd. So she says well maybe it was important. Then it dawns on me. He lives in Houston Tx. Just moved down there for school not 3 weeks ago. So then I'm like "CRAP! He probably needs a place to stay!". So I try to call him back and it's busy. So I call my mama who was out of town at the time and tell her, Frog just called me, I can't get him back on the phone but I'm assuming he's going to need a place to stay because of Hurricane Rita. I can't put him up at my place but my parents were out of town and he could stay there. So I get all of that figured out, still can't get a hold of my cousin so I send him a text msg. Telling him that he needs to leave right then. He procedes to tell me that he doesn't get off work until 10 and he'd be leaving Thursday morning. Knowing this thing isn't supposed to hit until Friday I figure, hey...he's got plenty of time. Right? WRONG! If you watched the news at all you saw the gridlock and cars moving at literally 2 mph down the interstate. So already I know he's not going to be here until at least Friday night. Well, 22 hours into it he gets off the road to get gas and by a stroke of luck is able to find an alternate route and get out of there. Needless to say, he stopped about 3 hours outside of here and pulls over after 36 hours of driving and 1 hour of sleep. He didn't get here until Saturday afternoon. But you know what, he made it. My parents made it home before he did. But he made it. Glad to have you here Frog.
Then, Pooh Bear and I were supposed to go out of town this weekend with Floor, Sniper and the kids. Well, Friday morning while Pooh Bear was on his way to work, the hundred dollar wonder car breaks down. Still can't find out what is going on with the thing. The last part we have to try, we can't get it out because it takes an insane part. Hoping that Pooh Bears friend Big Fish has the part so we can fix the car. But you know how it goes.
Today is my mama's birthday. Happy Birthday Mommy. I love you. Hopefully I can make it over there this evening. While I won't divulge her age on this site I will tell you that she's old enough to know better, but too young to care. Hee hee hee. Hey, you're only as young as you feel. Ain't that right?
Lastly, I saw an show the other day about cars that have these sensors in them that tell you when you are losing control of your car. Ok, now, here's my problem with this. First off, if you've never lost control of your car you wouldn't understand this but I have. And from personal experience let me just tell you, when you start to lose control of it, you can't get it back. Unless you're a proffessional rally car driver or Nascar or something. Ok. So you have this vehicle, that has a dinger in it to let you know you are losing control of your car. You've never had this dinger before so the first time you hear it, you are going to think "What is that?" Then by the time it has registered in your brain that its the dinger to let you know you have lost control of your car, oops, you're in a spin and a tree has jumped out at you to stop your car. Ok...here's my second thing on this. Ok, so like I said, once you've lost control of your car, the general driver cannot recover from it. So the dinger goes of to let you know you are losing control. Well since you start and its so hard to control you generally just lose it all together and still meet your car to the tree. At that point, what is the point of the dinger. All the dinger did was said, "Yep, you just screwed yourself. Give yourself a pat on the back because your hands are going to do you a bit of good on the wheel." I mean think about it. Like I said, first thing thats going to register is you have a dinger going off and you don't know what it is. Thats going to take your mind off the road anyway, but it doesn't matter because you've started losing control and hang it up. Because like I said the average driver is not going to be able to gain control back of the vehicle.
So in essence...my take on it...good concept, but not very well thought out. Well, thats about all I have for today. I'm going to take my average driving self to the kitchen to make something to eat. Later.
Friday, September 09, 2005
Todays thought...Catchup on missed blogs, and a very special day.
First off to the catching up. Haven't been able to blog much lately because of surgery. Went good, just my knee. Nothing major...feels great now. Great surgeon. Saturn is doing wonderful. Had to go back home. Have to admit I cried when she said Good-bye. I know she'll be back, its inevitable...but like when my Floor left for out of state to live, it killed me inside all the same. She said she was going to leave so she didn't start crying and I thought (just as I did when Floor left), if I just go quickly, it will be ok. I won't cry, she won't cry...you know...good. Right? Well I made it to about my second step and the tears came. But as I said, she'll be home. Soon enough for good.
Then on to my mama. She's doing good. Work is work. Her cochlear implant is working better and better every day. I'm so proud of her. So much has happened this year and it's only September. My cousin moved from home in a different state practically to the other end of the country. I will reffer to him as Frog. (Hope you don't mind Frog). He's going to college to do something with Scuba Diving. I say, Hey, if it's what you love...go for it. I wish I would have. But then sometimes I'm glad my life didn't go in a different direction. If it had, I wouldn't have the love of my life, much less the awesome friends I have. Its so easy to think about what might have been.
And more recently...I just talked to Appre and found that her son is enlisted in the military. He is being given orders soon. If you see this one day soldier...I told your mom to tell you...from a free American...Thank You. For giving your time to go over there and fight for truths that you hold dear and mean that much to you. Thank you for going over there so that your mom (And her awesome friend) can have the freedoms to experience and enjoy the simple things in life. Like putting your feet in the sand at the beach and letting the sun kiss your face while the light ocean breeze blows through your hair. Thank you for giving up your freedom for a little while, so that we can enjoy ours.
Too on that note...I have to give a special prayer and shout out to the people that are suffering from the wrath of Katrina. These were every day people like you and me that lost everything. Know that there are people all over this great world tonight praying for you and donating things in the hopes that one day you can get your lives back on track. We're all pulling for you and if you need anything...just ask. We have outstreched arms for all of you. It may not mean a lot...but a big hug to everyone out there. You'll be fine. Keep your chin up and pray. You will make it through this tradgedy and be better for it. I know it may not seem like it now, but one day, you will notice that you have become that better person for it. It's a real eye opener to even see something like that take place when it doesn't affect you directly. To those that it did directly affect, keep looking for that silver lining. Its there. And behind it, the doors to a better tomorrow. To the families that lost loved ones in this whole catastrophy, my heart truely goes out to you. I know what it's like to lose family...but know that they are in a better place. I know it may not make it any easier, but they are not hurting at all. Nor suffering, or anything. Know that they will be waiting for you when it's your time to go.
On that note...today is a very special day. I am just recently finding out myself that today is my grandma's birthday. My grandma passed away when my mama was 11. So there was no chance of me knowing her, much less my mama really knowing her. Or for that matter, my grandma knowing her beautiful daughter, that turned into the best mama in the world. I know she watches from heaven. I sometimes feel her watching me. But at times, I really wish she could be here to just see the family. To see the times when my mama and I bust out laughing at nothing. The times when we swoon over Chuck Norris on the TV. The times when we cry on eachother (Usually making the other one cry too) when we need a shoulder. The times when we enjoy an opera together so out of place in one building that we can't help but love the attention for being different. The times when my writing makes me cry...and I know when my mama reads it, she's going to too.
Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday...Dear Grandma, Happy Birthday to you. Thank you for not believing the doctors. If you had, my mama wouldn't be here today. Nor would I. I love you, and you are greatly missed.
Well, I have successfully made myself bawl writing this blog entry and guess this is as good a place as any to say Good-nite.
Holla
First off to the catching up. Haven't been able to blog much lately because of surgery. Went good, just my knee. Nothing major...feels great now. Great surgeon. Saturn is doing wonderful. Had to go back home. Have to admit I cried when she said Good-bye. I know she'll be back, its inevitable...but like when my Floor left for out of state to live, it killed me inside all the same. She said she was going to leave so she didn't start crying and I thought (just as I did when Floor left), if I just go quickly, it will be ok. I won't cry, she won't cry...you know...good. Right? Well I made it to about my second step and the tears came. But as I said, she'll be home. Soon enough for good.
Then on to my mama. She's doing good. Work is work. Her cochlear implant is working better and better every day. I'm so proud of her. So much has happened this year and it's only September. My cousin moved from home in a different state practically to the other end of the country. I will reffer to him as Frog. (Hope you don't mind Frog). He's going to college to do something with Scuba Diving. I say, Hey, if it's what you love...go for it. I wish I would have. But then sometimes I'm glad my life didn't go in a different direction. If it had, I wouldn't have the love of my life, much less the awesome friends I have. Its so easy to think about what might have been.
And more recently...I just talked to Appre and found that her son is enlisted in the military. He is being given orders soon. If you see this one day soldier...I told your mom to tell you...from a free American...Thank You. For giving your time to go over there and fight for truths that you hold dear and mean that much to you. Thank you for going over there so that your mom (And her awesome friend) can have the freedoms to experience and enjoy the simple things in life. Like putting your feet in the sand at the beach and letting the sun kiss your face while the light ocean breeze blows through your hair. Thank you for giving up your freedom for a little while, so that we can enjoy ours.
Too on that note...I have to give a special prayer and shout out to the people that are suffering from the wrath of Katrina. These were every day people like you and me that lost everything. Know that there are people all over this great world tonight praying for you and donating things in the hopes that one day you can get your lives back on track. We're all pulling for you and if you need anything...just ask. We have outstreched arms for all of you. It may not mean a lot...but a big hug to everyone out there. You'll be fine. Keep your chin up and pray. You will make it through this tradgedy and be better for it. I know it may not seem like it now, but one day, you will notice that you have become that better person for it. It's a real eye opener to even see something like that take place when it doesn't affect you directly. To those that it did directly affect, keep looking for that silver lining. Its there. And behind it, the doors to a better tomorrow. To the families that lost loved ones in this whole catastrophy, my heart truely goes out to you. I know what it's like to lose family...but know that they are in a better place. I know it may not make it any easier, but they are not hurting at all. Nor suffering, or anything. Know that they will be waiting for you when it's your time to go.
On that note...today is a very special day. I am just recently finding out myself that today is my grandma's birthday. My grandma passed away when my mama was 11. So there was no chance of me knowing her, much less my mama really knowing her. Or for that matter, my grandma knowing her beautiful daughter, that turned into the best mama in the world. I know she watches from heaven. I sometimes feel her watching me. But at times, I really wish she could be here to just see the family. To see the times when my mama and I bust out laughing at nothing. The times when we swoon over Chuck Norris on the TV. The times when we cry on eachother (Usually making the other one cry too) when we need a shoulder. The times when we enjoy an opera together so out of place in one building that we can't help but love the attention for being different. The times when my writing makes me cry...and I know when my mama reads it, she's going to too.
Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday...Dear Grandma, Happy Birthday to you. Thank you for not believing the doctors. If you had, my mama wouldn't be here today. Nor would I. I love you, and you are greatly missed.
Well, I have successfully made myself bawl writing this blog entry and guess this is as good a place as any to say Good-nite.
Holla
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