Friday, June 29, 2012
"Who cares how many languages you know if you can't speak Friendly?" -Bill Copeland "Doing for others is still the best way to find a purpose for being about" -Myrtle Barker Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, May 20, 2012
A poem by my daughter
The Lost Ones By: Trinity Bernhardt They are lost even in the midst of a crowd One can stare into their eyes, yet see nothing Their children are stepped on like bugs in the street Who are these, who are here yet gone all at once? Why can we not just reach out and bring them home? Why has hope forsaken them? Is it I who has allowed them to fall from grace? Did I lock the door and banish them? I hold the key, but can the door truly be opened? The darkness outside is thick It reaches out groping... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, April 7, 2012
Regrets of the dying
From "The Guardian" I got it off Facebook- A nurse has recorded the most common regrets of the dying, and among the top ones is 'I wish I hadn't worked so hard'. What would your biggest regret be if this was your last day of life? There was no mention of more sex or bungee jumps. A palliative nurse who has counselled the dying in their last days has revealed the most common regrets we have at the end of our lives. And among the top, from men in particular, is 'I wish I hadn't worked so hard'.... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
guns and children
Western Washington has had a rash of children being killed or their lives altered forever by selfish parents this year. The most obvious being the Josh Powell case where he deliberately killed his boys and himself though I don't totally believe he meant to kill himself. One little girl was severely maimed by a schoolmate who brought his mom's gun to school. Two other little children were killed by loaded guns left in unattended cars with the children in them. The parents there had concealed... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, October 31, 2011
My daughters story
My daughter's story she did for college. I'll present in parts- My Story At twelve years old I was an active, happy child participating in many sports including softball, dancing, and tennis. I never dreamed that in just a few months my life would change drastically, nearly leaving me paralyzed. It all began during my softball practices when after standing for long periods of time without moving my ankle would begin to throb, causing me to limp to my mom’s station wagon after practice. It seemed... Sign in to see full entry.