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hello Grandma

​how are you?  Asking me how i am is probably not the best.  Furball past away the 4 of this month. I only had him for two weeks. It wasnt long enough.  But as a friend said. This very well could have been a lesson that i had to learn.  I think that lesson is that i cannot control everything around me.  It would seem Death didnt want to deal with me or dad. Dont get me wrong. I am grateful and I know that my job isnt over yet.  I handled your death, Grandpa and even kings death. I handled Uncle bobs  and Aunt JoAnns death. Bit this animals pass hit hard. To the point that I a bad ass bitch that is strong willed had to finally break down and ask for help and guidance which i did get. I am doing better now.  I have made some really good sets on resin and i am improving daily. I made a memorial deco tonight. I dont know why or what made me put the rose  in and leave it as it was. Nothing else looked good.  It screams out your name. Dannys m...
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Dear Grandmom

​its been a while. The poem you sent me hangs proudly in my and dannys room. I look at it everyday.  You have no idea what that ment to me when I got it.  Cardinals is the family bird.  And Roses is our family flower. I will never forget you telling me that. The moment I seen the cardinals, i broke down crying. I knew what it ment. The symbolic meaning.  The person you picked to deliver it. Will always have a spot in my heart. Even though i dont know whom it was.  Thank you. Onto things, i bought mom a back up camera. Then in January i got a letter from Amazon saying if i do a review i would get a 50.00 coupon. I shrugged my should and said “what do i have to lose?”  It turns out it was legit. I did sone testing and reviews with the company. Then last month Amazon Vine contacted me asking if I would be a tester! How kool is that? I got sone stuff for dad. And i shared my Fortune with those around me. Nikki has gotten lot from me.  Among some of the stu...

hate is a strong word and a stronger emotion

Have you ever met someone and was like “wow your kool” ? Or be brought into your family and not being talked to first about it or taking in how you may feel about this person? have you been so pissed off at someone when they show a great disrespect for the people that is letting this person live in there house rent free and not have to do chores?  I have. I know how it feels. And i made the choice to move out of my house because of this person. It gotten to the point where i can visualize killing her.  She when i first met her thought she was kool. Even though i had a bad feeling about her. But i gave a chance.  It wasnt long before she started to show her disrespect for my father. Shes always accusing us of talking about her. Shes always trying to control people. And furthermore she tells my dad fuck you.  I almost died. I had a rude wake up call. I am now living up to my nickname and i really dont care whom i offend.  But know this. If you put my dad into an e...

Darkness

 Ever since “it” moved back into my parents house. I havent been sleeping unless danny is home. When i do finally sleep. Its only when danny is in the room so if my cell rings then he can wake me up to answer it. I feel this dark ess that’s slowly taking over me. It fuels the anger and hate i have for “it” . I moved out of my parents house cause of “it” and i try not to stay long. Before i got to know “it”  I thought that she was pretty. Now shes just down right ugly. Its her personality and the way she treats people around her that makes her ugly. I cant stand to be in the same room as she is.  I hate how she treats my parents. I wish i could do something about it. I wish i could kick her out. But i have to wait. Shes on Karma's list. And when the time is right she will be shown the door.  I am taking this time to build a resistance against her. So i dont cave when shes told to leave.  

A TEARDROP ON THE ROSE

 A teardrop fell upon the rose That she held close to her breast. In sympathy, the petals closed, As she saw her love at rest. The rose it seemed to feel her pain As one by one her petals fell And upon the stem of thorns, Now fell the pouring rain. Bending down, she picked the petals And to herself, she drew them near; She saw, in the rose, her broken heart And on the petal, her fallen tear. Between the pages of a book, She placed the petals tenderly And the rose, it shed a tear, As if it cried in sympathy. The words, on the pages read, Forever, my love, remember me And when you see a rose of red, Remember, love, to remember me.

THE FLAME

I'm standing in front of the silent grave, looking at your name, carved in the stone. A cold wind is swinging branches of pines in the dark graveyard without any light. Obscure clouds are overcastting the skies, restraining their sadness over this sight.   Beside me, there's a candle on the grave. Its flame is floating over the gray stone, making mystic shapes, filling me with fears, flying as far as it can, hurrying on its way, leaving me lost and afraid, alone in tears like every shiny light you've taken away.   The snowflakes are falling over the grave. Your name is disappearing from the stone. The fragile flame doesn't shine anymore. The last light of my life has abandoned me, following you up to the Heaven's shore to swim with you in the Paradise sea.

Gone Forever

I miss the times when you were here, Telling me to have no fear. To hold my head up high and strong, Add happy notes to my sad song. I miss the way you look at me As if I were too blind to see. The path I'm on might hurt and scathe, But all goes well if you just have faith. I miss the sound of your sweet voice, Through bitter times a saving noise That told me what was right and wrong But rang in my ears for far too long. A caring person, you were such Who helped and hurt me, oh so much. You'd guide and mislead me through the day You left me lonely when I'd rather you stay. Over things like that you had no control. A rock set in motion will continue to roll. No matter how hard you tug and heave, You were always pushed and forced to leave. Then one day you never returned, My tears so hot they almost burned. Aware now about what I lack, But crying and mourning won't bring you back. For me to let out what I need to say. I can't do much more than pray. No longer am I wea...