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Sunday, March 22, 2015

I Won the Dollar

Rick and I went to see his Mom yesterday. Before we left Rick had rinsed all the dishes and stacked them neatly on the counter. He asked C to wash the dishes for us. He explained that he had rinsed all the food off and stacked them neatly on the counter to make it easier for her. She told him in her sweetest voice that she did the dishes the same way. She brown noses Rick so much her name should be Fudge. I have seen her do the dishes before and she has never done them that way. Anyway we were... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, March 16, 2015

Rusted Progression

Rusted Progression by skye01 The questions are how does one end up with rusted progression in their life and why would one want to languish in this state? Young, in good health, yet stymied in any movement toward independence, preferring to depend on parents like a small child. No ambition, no thought of the sacrifices made by parents who should at this time of their life be able to enjoy themselves with abandoned freedom for their wants, needs and life wishes. Instead the parents are still... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, March 11, 2015

sacrifice

Sacrifice by skye01 Twenty one years of excuses, tolerance, patience and numbness; ended in a beat down. The stalking was a daily fear; never knowing if a bullet would come flying through a window. The worst fear of all was letting my children go for visits and never knowing if they would be brought back home. Then one day he needed help and we rallied around him to help all we could. Forgiveness came with forgetfulness of all the past. I had learned that unless we have unconditional love and... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, February 26, 2015

A Poem About Age

Sixty Four by skye01 My birth certificate says sixty four. I'm not sure what that is to mean. My mind says I'm eighteen and my body says I'm a hundred. Age is a state of mind but my body cannot cash the checks that I think up. Cause in my mind I can do anything but my body can hardly move. So what does age mean. It is only as good as you feel when you get up - See more at: http://allpoetry.com/poem/11919591-Sixty-Four-by-skye01#sthash.bJbxoL1g.dpuf Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Snowing Again and Again and Again

We were suppose to get 1-2 inches and so far we have 4. It is still snowing. Rick had just gotten the car up here on Sunday. He got out this morning for work but when he called back to let me know he had gotten to work ok, he said the roads were terrible. He said he slid into work. Rick walked up and down the hill all last week to get to the car parked at the bottom of the hill(mountain). Needless to say my Fibro is reeking havoc with pain and stiffness. I haven't been able to get out to the Dr... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, February 18, 2015

A Relaxing Week at the Beach with Friends From Church

Let's Go to the Beach HUMMMMMMMMMMM??? Red Flag number????? by skye01 The discussion started over dinner at our house. Let's all go to the beach together. Wouldn't that be so much fun? Everyone was in agreement and plans were started to take a two family vacation at Wrightsville Beach. Vacation time for my husband and I was asked for and granted. The other couple didn't work but always had money. Hummmmmm! This should have been the first red flag but being free minded it didn't matter as long as... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, February 13, 2015

Dance With Me

Dance with Me by skye01 Take me in your long strong arms and hold me tight to you. Hum a song in tune or not and dance with me in the kitchen. Cheek to cheek and bodies close sliding round the floor. Whisper softly in my ear why you love me so. I will whisper softly in your ear of why I love you so. I love to feel your body o' so close to mine. Dancing me around the kitchen While the cornbread cooks. Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Remember

Remember by skye01 One day, one month, one year or a hundred; remember that magical moment when love sprang from your heart. Hear the sound of love brought by the ring of the phone, the roll of tires in the driveway, and the opening of the screen door. Feel the spark that flowed through to weaken your knees and made your heart skip a beat. Re-read the cards that brought tears to your eyes or the little love note left on your pillow. Remember the moment that love filled your soul and traveled... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, February 5, 2015

Sharing a Poem by Rick and Knee Update

At 15, walking away from the ghetto with only a suitcase, The old stride difficult to keep pace. Would Aristotle accept ones who denied his categories, Jesus loves all even if some cannot believe the greatest story. At 30, I threw out the welcome mat, what happen to that comet with my thinking hat. What happen to Voltaire's freedom of expression, my tabula rasa overflows to the right depression. At 50, lost. At 60, seeking - See more at:... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, January 31, 2015

A Poetry Contest Entry.

Pi in the Mountains of Tennessee by skye01 Taught in the one room school house on a cold winter's day. The stove glowing red hot to warm the children there. The teacher not from these mountains fair had come to educate with book learning these children of the wild. Today was math for all to know. A take home test with an open book; for parents to help and be taught also. The book it read that Pi are squared. All who read it laughed and laughed for the poor teacher didn't understand Pi at all. It... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, January 22, 2015

A New Book or Short Story???

Life in Three Acts Chapter One The End Was the Beginning The thin, frail, balding old woman lay under the thin covers in the clean sterile room of the Center for the Dying. The room was devoid of any personal remnants of her life. She had had gasping shallow breaths for the last half hour. Her breathing had changed from a very rapid rate to an irregular shallow gasp. The death march had started two days ago and now was nearly half way up her thighs. It had been a long and difficult journey... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

And Pneumonia It Is

I thought after 2 weeks that I might actually not get the crud being passed around here at home and with Jim. But noooooo. I wake up short of breath coughing up yellow sputum for two days. The whooping cough cough is back to the point I thought I was going to pass out last night. I was too sick to drive into Johnson City to see my Dr. I went to the walk in clinic up the road and saw a nurse practioner. I got a breathing treatment to help open my air ways. I got a rocephin shot and started a... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, January 17, 2015

Walking boot, night splint, and PT

I am having to learn how to walk again with the boot. It helps the ankle but hurts my knee. I have to walk very gingerly. I am going to call the Dr on Monday to see if my knee injections have been approved and get them started. I am so tired of always having something go wrong physically. I would love to have a day without pain. I am having to go to PT once a week for now until they decide what my co-pay will be. It is so frustrating not being able to do what I want without some degree of... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, January 4, 2015

I'm On Amazon E Books

But first the Jax growing into his Dad's shoes. He is getting ready for the Steeler's Game to watch with his Dad. I kept him 3 straight days last week. We traveled to Rick's Mom's to visit her and Rick. He was on vacation. The next day I brought Jax back home and he and Rick played hard. Rick put his birthday present together that Blake hadn't got to yet. The most fun was with a paper towel. Jax laughed so hard. By Wednesday, Jax was wore out and fell asleep in midposition trying to climb off my... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, December 26, 2014

Returning to Love ready and for sell at Balboa Press

Returning to Love By Sharon Edwards “Hurry, honey, I see the light. I have to go. Come kiss me bye. Bye, baby, I love you.” These are the last words my husband said to me when he transitioned. It had been a long and tortuous path to enlightenment. He got to see into heaven three weeks before he transitioned. He could not believe the love. We both learned life lessons and grew spiritually. It had been a long journey for Richard and me, but we both learned lessons of strength, love, forgiveness,... Sign in to see full entry.

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skye01 Having Fibromyalgia and Chronic Fatigue Syndrome and Caring for my husband who had Parkinsons and Alzhiemer's and the changes we face each day. Meditations for stress relief and care for the soul. My journey through the grief and reaching acceptance. My life as I have grown in Love and Joy and Happiness with my family and friends.

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