Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Beautiful Poem

Do not stand at my grave and weep is a poem written in 1932 by Mary Elizabeth Frye.

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am in a thousand winds that blow,
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush,
I am in the graceful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
I am the starshine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave bereft
I am not there. I have not left.


This beautiful poem made me feel content for the ones i have lost recently and i felt like sharing.

Monday, December 20, 2010

A SOLDIER'S CHRISTMAS

A SOLDIER'S CHRISTMAS

Soldiers Christmas

'Twas the night before Christmas, he lived all alone,
in a one bedroom house made of plaster and stone.

I had come down the chimney with presents to give,
and to see just who in this little house lived.

As I looked all about, a strange sight I did see,
No tinsel, no presents, not even a tree.

No Stockings by mantle, just boots filled with sand,
On the wall hung pictures of far distant lands.

With medals and badges, awards of all kinds,
A sobering thought came through my mind.

For this house was different, it was dark and dreary,
The home of a soldier, I could now see clearly.

The soldier lay sleeping, silent, alone,
Curled up on the floor in this one bedroom home.

The face was so gentle, the room in such disorder,
Not how I picture a United States Soldier.

Was this the hero of whom I'd just read?
Curled up on a poncho, the floor for a bed?

I realized the families that I saw this night,
owed their lives to these soldiers who were willing to fight.

Soon round the world, the children would play,
and grownups would celebrate a bright Christmas day.

They all enjoyed freedom each month of the year,
because of the soldiers, like the one lying here.

I couldn't help wondering how many lay alone,
on a cold Christmas Eve in a land far from home.

The very thought brought a tear to my eye,
I dropped to one knee and started to cry.

The soldier awakened and I heard a rough voice,
"Santa don't cry, for this life is my choice".

I fight for freedom, I don't ask for more,
My life is my God, my country, my corps."

The soldier rolled over and drifted to sleep,
I couldn't control it, I continued to weep.

I kept watch for hours, so silent and still,
as we both shivered from the cold night's chill.

I didn't want to leave, on that cold, dark night,
this guardian of honor, so willing to fight.

Then the soldier rolled over, with a voice soft and pure,
whispered, "Carry on Santa...., It's Christmas Day...., All is secure.

One look at my watch, and I knew he was right,
Merry Christmas my friend.... and to all a Good Night.

~ Author Unknown *~

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Retrospect.

Man just seems like this year has flown by, with everything. I cant believe its already less then two weeks until Christmas. A lot of things have happened in the past year. A lot of happy moments, and some not happy at all. We got married in March, it was beautiful, the backyard was turned into a magical place. My baby sister Graduated, then grandma got sick and we lost her :( I struggled through school with the grief. Still having a hard time with it. We went to see Toby Keith in concert, with Trace Adkins & James Otto. In that same week we also saw Ted Nugent both were really cool, i was dead tired after all that. Then the unthinkable happened we lost grandma Irene to an aneurysm. Three short months after loosing Grandma Bieker we lost Grandma Irene. The family is visibly shaken up, i thank the heavens that Robert was here for me during all of this, i certainly needed him. We moved into our own apartment at the beginning of sept, and adopted two cute little black kittens. Spooky & Spunky, only a couple months apart but balls of fun for sure. Now with the year coming to a close, i am curious to find out what 2011 has in store for us.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Writing Challenge

I will continue to do it at my own pace. I have a problem with making it back to the blog everyday, i have a life that keeps me on my toes constantly. Sure hope you all understand, I mean after all i have like 4 people that read my blog. :( oh well

54 year old woman.


A 54 year old woman had a heart attack and was taken to the hospital.

While on the operating table she had a near death experience.. Seeing God
she asked "Is my time up?"

God said, "No, you have another 43 years, 2 months and 8 days to live."

Upon recovery, the woman decided to stay in the hospital and have a
face-lift, liposuction, breast implants and a tummy tuck.

She even had someone come in and change her hair color and brighten her
teeth! Since she had so much more time to live, she figured she might as
well make the most of it.

After her last operation, she was released from the hospital. While crossing
the street on her way home, she was killed by an ambulance.

Arriving in front of God, she demanded, "I thought you said I had
another 43 years? Why didn't you pull me from out of the path of the
ambulance?"

(You'll love this)

God replied: "Shit! I didn't recognize you."

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Day 10

A photo taken over 10 years ago of you
and how it makes you feel seeing it now.

This is a photo of me at 3 years of age, judging by the tile flooring and the fridge it was taken at my great grandmothers house. Seeing this photo makes me smile, because it was rare to catch a happy photo of be growing up between the ages 1-6 because of the hospital stays and the surgeries. It also makes me smile because i know that my family loves me enough to make sure i made it all these years, i know it had to have been hard. I love you all.

Day 9


I took this photo of myself on June 26 2009. I was a little tipsy and heading out to meet up with my ex.He was being such a jerk, and I was looking good and i had a feeling i wasn't going to be with him much longer, and well i wanted a photo that showed how beautiful i can be. And i was right about 2 weeks later we broke up, and i put this sexy ass photo of myself on a dating website, about 2 weeks later i met the sweetest guy in the whole wide world. Luck would have it he liked me as well. 4 months after our first date he made me his wife.