Prayer; Jude

Dear God,
Today is a very sad day.You know that some members of my church lost their precious baby boy today. Little Jude is with You now; after a 10 day battle to survive being born over 3 months early. Lord it is SO hard to understand things like this. So many of us were praying so hard and there were so many times he seemed to improve and then something else would come up. It has been a tumultuous 10 days for him and his family and our whole Church Body. Why Lord? Why not just take him right away? Why did he have to fight so hard? Why did You allow his parents think there was a chance he would make it and then this? I know You work all things for good for us who love You and are called according to Your purpose. I know pain is a part of life; You know I know that better a lot of people. But I don't see with my human heart and eyes; I don't see how the suffering of a little baby is necessary.
Oh Lord, my heart is breaking for this family, I can't stop crying and I know they can't either. I know Jude was more loved in those 10 days than some children ever know. Help them God, heal the unimaginable hurt in their hearts that You Yourself know better than any of us.
Help us Lord, who love this family as fellow Believers, and are grieving this loss too. Help us trust Your plan for these lives and help us support them and help them through this deep valley.
I thank You God that You allow me to ask why, thank You that you patiently wait out my tirades of pain and hurt. I thank You that You draw me close and let me cry on Your chest while You whisper in my heart; "Hush my child; were you there when I laid the foundations of the earth, don't you know by now you can trust me?
Thank you Lord, I just needed a cry and a reminder. Thank Lord, in Jesus precious name I pray. Amen

Reading

I have been reading this; there is just such a beauty to it I cannot begin to pick a few verses; but today verses 89-96 were especially meaningful to me.
Thank You God for Your Word.

You'll Never Know How Much I Love You

Lying here on the bathroom
Floor wondering how
I would survive
If you loved me more

You say it's 'cause you love me
That you treat me this way
So for you to stop loving me
Every day I pray

I've pleaded so and
I've begged on my knees
For the beatings to end
But useless are my pleas

In my dreams a knight comes
To rescue me from disgrace
But when I awake
All I see is your face

I know only one way of escape
One way to leave this pit
Will it be by your hand
Or will I be the one to do it?

I know sooner or later
You'll go too far
Or my body will just get tired
From accumulating scars

My mind has reached a threshold
Of terror and of pain
Waiting and wondering
Is today that final day?

I have thought of leaving you
I do love you this is true
And I really meant the vows I made
Before I said " I do"

But I haven't stayed for love
I'm really just scared is all
That what you say is true
And without you I'm nothing at all

Time to get up now
Need to wash my face
Change my clothes, fix my hair
And clean up this filthy place

Must not leave the house a mess
All must be just so
So when you find my body
My love for you will show.

CAC May 10-28

This post is not necessarily personal, it is more of an empathetic look at the life of an abused spouse.

GI Diet update

Well it has been just over a week since I went to the MD and he told me I am severely hypoglycemic and put me on the GI Diet. Here is a video; try not to judge me too harshly; I am not photogenic!
My energy level has increased about 40 percent and my pain level has decreased about 50 percent!

Look Ma Both Hands!

Hallelujah! I can use both my hands to type now. It hurts a little but I can do it!! Praise the LORD!

I have been talking to someone through email who goes to my church whom I have never met but know through other people that she is into natural foods, herbs and the like so I contacted her when my MD put me on this new eating plan. She has been a wonderful source of information and I look forward to comparing notes with my MD about some of the things she has said. I am so grateful for her help; even though she has never laid eyes on me, she is doing research on my behalf, preparing remedies and answering endless questions. I just want to go on record as saying I really appreciate this person I will call Honey. Thank You God for Honey and all You are doing for me through her.

Mother's Day Revisted It's a Flip!

Due to new feature on AdSense I believe I can now name wonderful present my children got me. Here it is, It is called a Flip and it is SO COOL! If you ever want to video this is a terrific alternative to the big type which you would only need if you want to record over an hour before downloading. Check it out here. I am having so much fun with this thing!

If You Are Squeamish Don't Look!

I got my bandage off today. This is a video of my hand so if you can't handle yucky stuff don't play the video; I am starting it with a view of a card I got from my Church family so you don't have the ugliness in front of you.





I am doing well; there is not much pain as long as I don't try to use my fingers. I am
having less pain in the right side of my neck as well. I am having a lot of muscle twitching in my upper arm; not sure what that is about.

I have been showered with blessings from my Lord and thank those who have been vessels for many of those blessings.

I Am Not Left-handed!

Therefore this will be brief.

The surgery went well, so far the pain is moderate though I doubt the meds they gave have worn off completely.

Thanks for all the prayers, well wishes,& food. God is SO good!!

Sure is breezy!

I got Jersey a collar today planning on putting him outside at least part of the time. He can't seem to grasp the fact that peeing anywhere he takes a notion to is bad. He seems to favor Danielle's bed and we thought neutering him would solve the issue and it had seemed to until a week or so ago. I hate to give him up after all the money we put into him. I hope I can let him out in the back yard and that he will kind of hang around there. High hopes, I know but I'm gonna try, hope, and pray and we will see. I took a video of him trying to figure out what this strange thing on his neck was and where the heck that sound ( the bell ) was coming from. I missed the cutest thing; when I first put him down he went in circles about five times trying to track down the noise.

Back to Basics

I think this Psalm 113 captures how I feel right now

Praise the LORD!
(A)Praise, O (B)servants of the LORD,
Praise the name of the LORD.
2(C)Blessed be the name of the LORD
From this time forth and forever.
3(D)From the rising of the sun to its setting
The (E)name of the LORD is to be praised.
4The LORD is (F)high above all nations;
His (G)glory is above the heavens.
5(H)Who is like the LORD our God,
Who (I)is enthroned on high,
6Who (J)humbles Himself to behold
The things that are in heaven and in the earth?
7He (K)raises the poor from the dust
And lifts the needy from the ash heap,
8To make them (L)sit with princes,
With the princes of His people.
9He (M)makes the barren woman abide in the house
As a joyful mother of children.
Praise the LORD!

That's about it for now;
Oh ya, by the way for those of you who have tried to leave comments without success; please try again, I think I fixed the problem. Thanks for your support and encouragement.

The Blessings Just Keep On Rolling In!

God is so good to me. I am overwhelmed with outpouring of help that has come our way this last week. What a difference a new take on things can bring.
Yes I complained, and yes it was not taken well; rightly so. But God used all that to show me MY attitude needed adjustments too. I was not looking at my situation a place to gain a different perceptive from, yet I could have been and would have been so much more at peace if I had. If I had taken the time on my hands to focus on the needs of others more than my own pain, I would not only been less isolated, but may have been able to help someone in the process.
Ya I know, some of you will say what I have been writing was helpful and I don't want to argue that point but I could have been less self-centered about all of it. I could have been a bigger help.
Yet God does not revel in His being right; He listens to the cry of the lonely and broken of spirit and He sends help. He hears the cries of the needy and meets her need. Praise His Holy Name! Great is His Faithfulness!

I was working on some stuff on the computer this afternoon and the dogs started barking furiously; I hushed them about 3 times before I finally got up to see what all the commotion was about. I looked out just in time to see a truck I recognised driving away. Curious as to what the person had been doing here I went outside to find a brand new lawnmower sitting in the driveway! I called the persons spouse and inquired and offered to repay them and was told "Enjoy; it is a gift from God". So once again, Thank You, God, please bless these and the many other ministers of Your love and kindness this week.

Light at the end...

Finally; some answers!
I went to the neurologist on Wednesday( yesterday) morning and was told I have severe carpal tunnel syndrome in both arms and need surgery asap. This explains the symptoms the other tests did not and the MD feels it is the worst of my the cluster of neurological problems I am having. Therefore I will be having the right arm done on the 20th and the left arm done about a month later; the exact timing depends of my recovery from the first one. Once the arms are done we will address the issues with my neck.
Wednesday afternoon I went to see my family MD for a follow-up after my Glucose Tolerance Test. Good news is I am not diabetic; however, I am hypoglycemic which is also referred to as pre-diabetes and serious business. My MD put me on a Glycemic Index Diet. He gave me a book title to look for and I will plug this despite the fact that I am not getting paid because I think this may be the one diet I can get behind. It is The GI Diet by Rick Gallop.Check it out; I think it would be great for anyone to do and it is especially important for people with health issues such as obesity, heart disease, diabetes,cancer, etc. The tough thing is that groceries will end up costing more and on a fixed income this will be an adjustment. However, in the long run it will be well worth it; of this I have no doubt. So pray for me you all, I really need it; my weight loss goal is YIKES 174 (or more)pounds.

My Mother's Day Gift

I'm not sure I mentioned before that my daughter informed me last Friday evening that she and her brother had bought me a Mother's Day present but it was coming through the mail and it would be late. Upon further inquiry I was told, no I could not know what it was until it actually came. Humph; I had to wait. So wait I have with gratitude that I was actually getting something in addition to getting to go to lunch at a restaurant( whose name I will not mention because I am not getting paid to advertise for them.) Suffice to say it was a meal out that was not fast food and I enjoyed very much the time with my adopted mom and brother and niece as well as my sweet daughter. All of that leads up to this; the present finally came today and it was a Video Camera, again brand name withheld. ( I am so getting into this ad stuff) I will say it is SWEET! So cool, so easy to use and did I say, SWEET? THANK YOU dear fruit of womb; I love you and am so grateful for your thoughtfulness!

So Far Untitled

I cried a tear
You wiped it dry
So so sweetly I forgot
'Twas you who made me cry

You said you loved me
I believed it was true
I didn't know then
It was actually abuse

You used me up
And threw me away
A discarded toy
That's had it's day

But I needed you
To be my friend
So when you came back
I let you in.

Yet soon it was clear
Your true intent
To satisfy your perversion
Was your intent

Months go by
Thinking I am fine
Then a smell or a face
Jets me back in time

Back to the chaos of
Fear, hate, and pain
Back to feeling the
Shame all over again

Will I ever be free
Of my childhood's hold?
Or be forever in the vise
Of events now so old?

God lifted me out
Of darkness and despair
And while others may revile me
I know He is always there.

I thank God, He resuced me
From depressions pit
May He continue to hold me
In His fierce grip

For without His hand
I so easily would slip
And fall even deeper
Into that old pit.

Yes I know my hope
Is in Christ alone
And to Him I will cling
Until He takes me Home.

And I'll wrestle with these demons
Till God does end thier reign
To return them to the fires of Hell
Where their suffering will never end.

The Drought Has Lifted

I am pleased to announce that despite the inappropriate way I chose to air the my needs and feelings, my voice has been heard and the response is wonderful.
One person got the ball rolling on having meals brought to us a couple times a week, another, came by and mowed and weed whacked our entire lawn, there have been emails, and offers of visits as well. Today we got our second meal and the person who brought it sat and visited and told me how much she misses me seeing me at church. I cannot tell you how grateful I am for this outpouring of concern and help. If I don't get a Thank You card to each and every one of you I hope God will let you know how much it means to me. For everyone I pray God will return to you tenfold what you have given me. THANK YOU!

Explanations and Apologies

I took down my other blog in anger and frustration over a misunderstanding that I precipitated by posting criticisms of the Church on a public forum.
The perception is that I did this instead of trying to talk to someone about things first. I understand how this perception has validity to someone who is mostly sane and not chronically depressed.
From a "normal" perspective, it is no big deal to not have a phone call returned for a month and one would not automatically assume the worst in such a case. I, however, am none of the above. I would have to give my whole life story in order for you to really have clue where I am coming from. Suffice to say I do have chronic deep depression.
I became depressed early in childhood and was untreated until my mid 20's and not properly medicated until my thirties. My brain chemistry, unlike some people who have a bout with depression and get better, was irreversibly changed because of this and I will probably never, unless God chooses to deliver me completely from it, be free of it. I am a whole lot less depressed than I was years ago. However, I see through what my daughter calls the "twisted lens of depression". On top of that I am unable to work due to this severely impaired mental state combined with fibromyalgia (and most recently additionally restricted to home by severe neck,and back pain that the MD are still working on the cause of). It might not seem like a month with no phone call is not that long to people who have full lives, working and going to events, etc. But to someone basically house bound, it is a very long time. Most people would not assume under those circumstances that no none loved or cared for them, but would logically realize that past service and attention was proof someone cared, that people just get busy and think no more of it. But through that twisted lens, one feels abandoned, ignored, and without recourse.
I am deeply sorry for any and all hurt my posts about the Church caused.
I cannot tell you how many hours of prayer and tears have been spent over this horrible misunderstanding, and how much I deeply regret what I said, how I said it and where I chose to say it.
For these reasons I am using the same forum to issue this apology as well as personal apologies to individuals I know of that I hurt. If I miss you please let me know, I truly want to make amends.

Happy Mother's Day

To each and every mother out there; I hope it was/ is the best est of days for you. We have the hardest and most influential job on the planet and this day is for us. Enjoy it to the fullest.

BLOWN AWAY

I am overwhelmed and surprised with gratitude!


MY DAD SENT ME FLOWERS for Mother's Day! This would be a wonderful thing for any one but for me to get flowers from my Dad, is WOW, incredible.

Thanks Dad!

Barak Obama is Terrorist!

I don't really believe that; my daughter suggested I try writing something more controversial to get more traffic to my blog. She also said I should try funny.How am I doing so far?Actually I got an email a few weeks ago suggesting that Barack has ties to a terrorist organization and that his intention in making a bid for President of the United States is part of plot to continue the 9/11 Jihad I am pasting a part of it here this is supposed to be from some missionaries in around or in Kenya.... We are living and working in Kenya for almost twelve years now and know his family (tribe) well. They are the ones who were behind the recent Presidential election chaos here. Thousands of people have been displaced by election violence (over 350,000) and I don't know the last count of the dead. Obama under 'friends of Obama' gave almost a million dollars to the opposition campaign who just happened to be his cousin, Raila Odinga, who is a socialist trained in East Germany. He has been trying to bring Kenya down for years and the last president threw him in prison for trying to subvert this country! December 27th elections brought cries from ODM (Odinga Camp) of rigged election. Obama and Raila speak daily. As we watch Obama rise in the US we are sure that whatever happens, he will use the same tactic, cyring rigged election if he doesn't win and possibly cause a race war in America.Do I believe this to be true? I don't think it is very likely but I do think the press has had a very kid gloves approach with Barack Obama and it leaves him open for this kind of speculation and accusation. We say we have come so far when it comes to racism but we really haven't come so far. We have gotten really good and being polite and "correct" in regards to race and I think this is what is going on here. The press and most others in the public eye are so afraid of being accused of beating up on the black guy they don't treat him like they would any other candidate. It is just like when I was in high school and we got a black kid in our group home. He was the first black kid to go to our school and all the students had to sit through a week of lectures about racism and and the penalties we would face for harassing this boy or anything along those lines. We were told we should treat him just like he was anyone else. But when he got there; the students weren't the ones not treating him like he was just anyone else. The teachers and other staff let him get away with any and every thing so they wouldn't look like they were singling him out.I grew up with racism first hand like most people I grew up with. I lived a small town in the mountains of Colorado and everyone I went to school with was white up until I was in 4Th or 5Th grade. There were Hispanics that lived literally on the other side of the railroad tracks, just on the edge of town but they had one guy who came into town to do the shopping and they never enrolled children in school. Then one year a Hispanic family came that enrolled a boy named Larry. I really liked Larry and I played with him a lot after school; but never in my house and never in his house. I don't know what happened to him; after 6Th grade they were gone again. Then came the "black kid". I don't ever remember his name ( isn't that awful!), he only lasted one semester and I think it was because he got caught doing something by the police, which could have just been being out past curfew but in that town at that time it didn't take much. Our group home was not for those in serious trouble and I sure that he was quickly given that title deserved, or not.What I am trying to say is Yes I don't like Barack Obama; No it is not because I am racist, but I don't deny being racist. I don't want to be racist and try very hard not to let my lack of empathy with people who are not like me affect my treatment of them. I know being born white has given me advantages and perspective that others don't have. I don't like Barack Obama because he is not loyal to the country he wants to run, he is not loyal to his friends. He's also a liar, but show me a politician who doesn't lie and I will show an unemployed politician.Controversial enough?

Those were the good old days

Well it is the thirtieth anniversary of the first television news broadcast. In those days news was short and to the point and I, for one, think we need to get back to that. I am so sick of news being just another ratings grabbing potential. Who decided news programs should be rated anyway? I know one has to keep track of viewers and lad dee da but what ever happened to just doing the best job you know how to do and letting that be good enough? Shouldn't the ratings from the entertainment programs be enough? I just want the news, I don't need to know where the smallest dog in the world lives and it's name,etc; I don't need to know what Brittney Spears or Tom Cruise are doing. There are shows dedicated to tthat kind of junk so why is it on the news? Because news shows are rated and everyone wants to get the top ratings! Just the facts y'all, just the facts please!

Rainy Days and Fridays?

~Sigh~ I hate rain-I hate the way I feel before it rains actually and during is bad when it's like it usually is around here in that it starts then stops but it's not really done. Can you tell I'm in a lot of pain right now? I have a spinal headache, my sinuses are swollen and thanks to unstable barometer I ache and of course my neck and back are competing for who hurts the most and apparently there is some huge prize for the winner. OK, enough whining. I need to get some sleep; been trying for hours but many things seem to be conspiring against it. I didn't sleep much last night and had to get up this morning to take care of some business. So what am I doing on here when I should be laying down? Good question

Good Bye April
Good bye April; good bye
another month of painGood bye the gallons of tears I cried
wishing for a normal life again.
Goodbye another month of hope
that the doctor finds a cure
Goodbye the promise of enjoying spring
and the newnesss of life with which the air rings.
I want to cry for days gone byBut for now my eyes are dry.
Goodbye April -hello May
With you perhaps Joy will come to stay . CAC 4/30/08

Not much

I don't really have much to say today; mostly just wanted to post to say I'm still alive.Missed church again yesterday; hurting too bad to sit in the pew still. I am so sick of all of this! SIGH I do have something on my mind but not the nerve to put it out there and deal with the backlash.

The Word of God

Your Word, oh GodIs like honey on the tongueIt seeps into my soulAnd gives me strengthFeed me oh Lord With the wordsOf Your mouth And I will liveYour Word oh GodSuch comfort bringsLike a balm to my spiritIt gives hope wingsWrite Your Word on my heartOh God; brand it on my soulFor it is the only thing thatCan ever make me whole. CAC 4/12/08

On the Soapbox Again

I have been reading a blog of someone who has gained national media attention for her blog and she supports her family on the advertising from her siteI have been thinking about that and how it would never happen to me because I don't write about sensational enough stuff and have made the cardinal sin of media and claim to be a Born Again Christian!It hurts my heart to think how popular it has become to bash the truly devoted because of few very vocal and groups of people who use religion to gain something and claim the same faith I profess while climbing over people or robbing them blind at the same time.It sibut we can choose to see past our automatic assumptions and predjudices and learn from the mistakes we make. We do unto others alright; before they can do unto us, we say! We as a people, thrive on judging those who are not exactly like us, as though any of us is anything other than some dirt and water!Sorry for the lecture sermon; whatever you want to call it but it feels good to get that off my chest!TTFNckens my spirit that judgment has become the great world pass time and no one is better at it that those who profess Christianity. I don't expect any special treatment from anyone; I try not to give special treament to others ; I do my best to try to live by the standard I grew up with; do unto others as you would have them do to you. We all judge people
Posted by A Sinful Woman at 10:54 PM
Labels: blogging, Born Again life, Christianity, media

1 comments:
foundmercy said...
I heard this song this morning: http://www.christianrocklyrics.com/relientk/downinflames.phpIt's by Reliant K, called "Down in Flames." I think it's says pretty much what you were saying here.
April 25, 2008 11:53 AM

Inch by inch

I got a call from someone today that wanted to know how I am doing. I realized I should probably update and answer that for all. I am doing better; each day I gain on it a little more. I can go for several hours during the day out of bed but for some reason I don't last as long in the evening before the dread "spinal headache" starts. Still that is much better than staying in bed more than out of it. I can't do much while out of the bed but read and watch TV or movies. I did manage to make a batch of no bake cookies this afternoon though. Just what I need to keep fat and hap--sass oh OK just fat. Right now I am not comfortable because I am just a bit warm. We refuse to turn on air conditioning this early; so with the air temp getting to over 80 today with 40+ percent humidity it is not very comfortable in the house. But I will survive; I just tell myself it will get much worse!Overall I feel OK My arms and shoulder are still not as bad as they were before the injections.; my back still hurts the most along with the knee I rammed into the corner of the coffee table this evening! Have I mentioned that I am one of the worlds top klutzes? I swear I can't go a week without injuring myself in some significant way. I keep a pair of crutches and walking cast in the basement; not just in case but for when I need them. You think I'm kidding; I wish I were! So I am feeling pretty decent considering all the crap I have wrong with me and all the tests I have been through lately. I am trying really hard not to get discouraged by the fact that I am pretty much housebound. It doesn't help that I know some people who have more physical problems than I do that still manage to hold down jobs and stuff. *SIGH* I will not cry, I will NOT cry.I read in a newspaper that a woman tried to commit suicide by jumping off a bridge and all the comments on the article were people complaining it wasn't covered on the local news. Not one was curious how the woman was doing . Interesting.OK that's enough for now. Sorry if it's not real great news but there it is. I am alive; mostly that's a good thing

More of the same and then some

I have not posted in few days because a routine followup to my neurologist on Wednesday turned into having another myleogram, after waiting for the doctor for 3 hours! I had a 9:30 appointment and didn't see the doctor until 12:30. Then when I saw him and we discussed my the results of the steroid injections he said he needed to get a better look and wanted to know if I could stick around and go ahead and repeat the myleogram. What the heck; may as well make the fact that I skipped breakfast to make the appointment on time worth something!So that meant flat on my back again for 24+ hours and another 72 or so of off my feet as much as possible. Since I don't have a computer on my ceiling I couldn't post. The myleogram went much better but the results were still not conclusive so he wants me to have an EMG to make sure there is not more going on than the 2 herniated discs he's found because the placement of the discs doesn't quite match up with my symptoms. Right now it's like a 70 percent match.The EMG is not scheduled yet. On to happier thoughts;Faithful You are GodThis I knowLike I know the sky is blueAnd rain makes grass grow.Your ways God are notLike what we would doSo much better they areThan what we would choose.Your plan, Oh Lord, I cannot divineSo large and expansiveSo good and so perfectIt would surely blow my mind.Your wisdom Oh God confoundsThe wisest of menLeaves one speechless andHumbled again and again.The depths of Your love LordNo man can exploreTo begin to express itNo mere words can adore.Your mercy Oh LordAll reason confoundsThose to whom The earth are bound.Your justice oh LordNo one can surpassInfinite and and definiteOnly it will last.Yes You are faithful my GodTried and and, oh so trueI want to shout from rooftopsHow much I love you! CAC April 14,2008
Posted by A Sinful Woman at 4:08 PM

1 comments:
Foundmercy said...
I love the poem -- very happy. =) I hope you're able to update soon.

Happy Birthday Sweetpea

My baby is 23 years old today!
Guess what her favorite color is?
Sigh; it doesn't seem possible that the long, lithe little girl I brought home the hospital just a few years ago could possibly be a grown woman.
I marvel at what God has done in our lives through this wonderful person and not a day goes by I am not grateful to God for giving her to me.
She did not have an easy childhood; knows well the adage that the squeaky wheel gets the grease;.having the brother she had. Knows well what is unsaid in that adage that the the others wheels are usually down right neglected. But rather than have a heart filled with bitterness she is filled with deep respect and love for all people.
This poem is for her; with all my love...Happy Birthday Sweetpea!
I love you more
Than words can show
The depths of my love
You will never know
I never imagined
A love so sweet
That having a daughter
My heart would greet
Could I have foreseen
What a gem you would be
So sweet and true
I would have treasured thee.
Had I known the sunshine
You would bring to life
I never would have met you
With one moment of strife
But now you have grown
With beauty and grace
And I am amazed that
You in my life God placed.
I love you more
With each passing day
And for the best for you
Each day I pray.
CAC April 13,2008
Posted by A Sinful Woman at 11:15 AM
Labels: life, poetry

1 comments:
Gayle said...
Awwwww! I missed this post! Happy Belated Birthday to your sweet Danielle! Great pic of her.

Family bloggin

Monday, April 14, 2008

I just found out a yesterday my son has a blog here too; interesting. He has what a Psychotic Disorder that no one as been able to pin down and call one thing like; schizophrenia or bipolar disorder, aspbergor syndrome,or autism so they just call it Psychotic Disorder Not Otherwise Specified. I know it sounds like someone doesn't know what they are talking about but I have was diligent in reading and researching during the time he was being evaluated and I know there is something to what the Doctors have said. He is an adult now but was diagnosed early in childhood. He now lives on his own which some said he would never be able to do so I think he is doing OK. He doesn't work however, which is not easy for a lot of people to understand since he is physically capable of doing so. It doesn't help that I can't really explain it most people. Most people just don't get what being mentally ill is like. He is a nice guy; and he has a good heart. He gets on ones nerves quite easily; especially mine since I have my own mental illness ( Major Depression) and deal with Chronic Pain so my nerves are easily jangled. I love him and sometimes think he doesn't know how much because it seems all I do is tell how annoying he is being and the like. Sigh; guess that's enough rambling for now.
Posted by A Sinful Woman at 12:44 PM
Labels: chronic pain, family, mental illness

1 comments:
Gayle said...
Hi CarolAnn! This is so open and very interesting. Have I ever met your son? If I did I don't remember and I'm sorry about that. I'm sure he know you love him. We missed you tonight at our Titus 2 Bible study finale dinner! I posted some pics on Facebook.
April 14, 2008 10:59 PM
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You Should See the Bruises!

NEWS BLUES
Sitting and watching
the Morning News
Talking ’bout people’s pain
Is just part of what they do

Observation is a competive
Sport; points for screming
Even more points for
Tears of hurt

Sitting and watching
The News At Noon
Someone abused a child
More details coming soon


We all know good things must happen
But that’s not what we hear
They clammor for debacle
Murder threats and fear

Sitting and watching
News at five and sixY
et they tell me nothing new
Just rehash the same old bits

You know somthing had to happen
In the world out there
Do they think that their
Watchers just don’t care?

Sitting and watching
Local News at a 10
Can’t believe it takes half an hour
To tell it all again.

So why do they call it News
If what they say is always the same?
Do they think that people lives
Are just a ratings game? CAC April 12,2008