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HELLO ALL !!!!!!
Oct 01, 2007 | 8:01PM
HI EVERYONE! I HOPE THIS FINDS YOU ALL DOING WELL. I AM SORRY I HAVE NOT BEEN HERE IN A WHILE, BUT I HAVE HAD SOME MEDICAL PROBLEMS IN MY FAMILY. MY MOTHER PASSED AWAY THIS PAST WEEK AFTER BATTLING WITH A TERMINAL ILLNESS FOR THE PAST 9 MONTHS. IT HAS BEEN VERY HARD...BUT I HAVE FOUND PEACE IN KNOWING THAT SHE IS NO LONGER SUFFERING AND IN PAIN. SHE IS IN HEAVEN NOW AND THAT IS MUCH BETTER THAN BEING HERE WITH ME AND THE FAMILY. IT RAINED THE DAY AFTER SHE PASSED SO I KNOW SHE HAS HER WINGS NOW!
I HOPE TO TALK TO ALL OF YOU ON A REGULAR BASIS IN THE FUTURE AND I HAVE MISSED YOU ALL!
GOD BLESS EACH AND EVERYONE OF YOU!!!!!!
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SMELL THAT?
May 16, 2006 | 8:32PM
A cold March wind danced around the dead of night in Dallas as the doctor walked into the small hospital room as Her husband, David, held her hand as they braced themselves for the latest news.
That afternoon of March 10, 1991, complications had forced Diana, only 24-weeks pregnant, to undergo an emergency Cesarean to deliver couple's new daughter, Dana Lu Blessing.
At 12 inches long and weighing only one pound nine ounces, they already knew she was perilously premature.
Still, the doctor's soft words dropped like bombs.
"I don't think she's going to make it," he said, as kindly as he could.
"There's only a 10-percent chance she will live through the night, and even then, if by some slim chance she does make it, her future could be a very cruel one."
Numb with disbelief, David and Diana listened as the doctor described the devastating problems Dana would likely face if she survived.
She would never walk, she would never talk, she would probably be blind, and she would certainly be prone to other catastrophic conditions from cerebral palsy to complete mental retardation, and on and on.
"No! No!" was all Diana could say.
She and David, with their 5-year-old son Dustin, had long dreamed of the day they would have a daughter to become a family of four. Now, within a matter of hours, that dream was slipping away.
But as those first days passed, a new agony set in for David and Diana.
Because Dana's underdeveloped nervous system was essentially 'raw', the lightest kiss or caress only intensified her discomfort, so they couldn't even cradle their tiny baby girl against their chests to offer the strength of their love. All they could do, as Dana struggled alone beneath the ultraviolet light in the tangle of tubes and wires, was to pray that God would stay close to their precious little girl.
There was never a moment when Dana suddenly grew stronger. But as the weeks went by, she did slowly gain an ounce of weight here and an ounce of strength there.
At last, when Dana turned two months old, her parents were able to hold her in their arms for the very first time. And two months later, though doctors continued to gently but grimly warn that her chances of surviving, much less living any kind of normal life, were next to zero, Dana went home from the hospital, just as her mother had predicted.
Five years later, when Dana was a petite but feisty young girl with glittering gray eyes and an unquenchable zest for life. She showed no signs whatsoever of any mental or physical impairment. Simply, she was everything a little girl can be and more. But that happy ending is far from the end of her story.
One blistering afternoon in the summer of 1996 near her home in Irving, Texas, Dana was sitting in her mother's lap in the bleachers of a local ball park where her brother Dustin's baseball team was practicing.
As always, Dana was chattering nonstop with her mother and several other adults sitting nearby when she suddenly fell silent.
Hugging her arms across her chest, little Dana asked, "Do you smell that?"
Smelling the air and detecting the approach of a thunderstorm, Diana replied, "Yes, it smells like rain."
Dana closed her eyes and again asked, "Do you smell that?"
Once again, her mother replied,
"Yes, I think we're about to get wet. It smells like rain."
Still caught in the moment, Dana shook her head, patted her thin shoulders with her small hands and loudly announced,
"No, it smells like Him. It smells like God when you lay your head on His chest."
Tears blurred Diana's eyes as Dana happily hopped down to play with the other children.
Before the rains came, her daughter's words confirmed what Diana and all the members of the extended Blessing family had known, at least in their hearts, all along.
During those long days and nights of her first two months of her life, when her nerves were too sensitive for them to touch her, God was holding Dana on His chest and it is His
loving scent that she remembers so well.
"I can do all things in Him who strengthens me."
This morning when the Lord opened a window to Heaven, He saw me, and He,asked: "My child, what is your greatest wish for today?" I responded: "Lord please, take care of the person who is reading this message, their family and their special friends. They deserve it and I love them very much"
The love of God is like the ocean, you can see its beginning, but not its end.
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IMPORTANT!!!!!! DRUG RECALL !!!!!!!
Apr 24, 2006 | 8:59PM
DRUG RECALL INFORMATION
All drugs containing PHENYLPROPANOLAMINE are being recalled.
You may want to try calling the 800 number listed on most
drug boxes and inquire about a REFUND Please read this
CAREFULLY. Also, please pass this on to everyone you know.
STOP TAKING anything containing this ingredient. It has been
linked to increased hemorrhagic stroke (bleeding in brain)
among women ages 18-49! in the three days after starting use
of medication. Problems were not found in men, but the FDA
recommended that everyone (even children) seek alternative
medicine.
The following medications contain Phenylpropanolamine:
Acutrim Diet Gum Appetite Suppressant
Acutrim Plus Dietary Supplements
Acutrim Maximum Strength Appetite Control
Alka-Seltzer Plus Children's Cold Medicine Effervescent
Alka-Seltzer Plus Cold medicine (cherry or or ange)
Alka-Seltzer Plus Cold Medicine Original
Alka-Seltzer Plus Cold & Cough Medicine Effervescent
Alka-Seltzer Plus Cold & Flu Medicine
Alka-Seltzer Plus Cold & Sinus Effervescent
Alka Seltzer Plus Night-Time Cold Medicine
BC Allergy Sinus Cold Powder
BC Sinus Cold Powder
Comtrex Flu Therapy & Fever Relief
Day & Night Contac 12-Hour Cold Capsules
Contac 12 Hour Caplets
Coricidin D Cold, Flu & Sinus
Dexatrim Caffeine Free
Dexatrim Extended Duration
Dexatrim Gelcaps
Dexatrim Vitamin C/Caffeine Free
Dimetapp Cold & Allergy Chewable Tablets
Dimetapp Cold & Cough Liqui-Gels
Dimetapp DM Cold & Cough Elixir
Dimetapp Elixir
Dimetapp 4 Hour Liquid Gels
Dimetapp 4 Hour Tablets
Dimetapp 12 Hour Extentabs Tablets
Naldecon DX Pediatric Drops
Permathene Mega-16
Robitussin CF
Tavist-D 12 Hour Relief of Sinus & Nasal
Congestion
Triaminic DM Cough Relief
Triaminic Expectorant Chest & Head
Triaminic Syrup Cold & Allergy
Triaminic Triaminicol Cold & Cough.....
I just found out and called the 800# on the container
for Triaminic and they informed me that they are voluntarily
recalling the following medicines because of a certain
ingredient that is causing strokes and seizures in children:
Orange 3D Cold & Allergy Cherry (Pink)
3D Cold & Cough Berry
3D Cough Relief Yellow 3D Exp ectorant
They are asking you to call them at 800-548-3708 with
the lot number on the box so they can send you postage for you to send it back to them, and they will also issue you a
refund. If you know of anyone else with small children,
PLEASE PASS THIS ON. THIS IS SERIOUS STUFF!
DO PASS ALONG TO ALL ON YOUR MAILING LIST so people are informed. They can then pass it along to their families.
To confirm these findings please take time to check the
following:
http://www.fda.gov/cder/drug/infopage/ppa/!
PLEASE PASS THIS ON TO YOUR FAMILY AND FRIENDS WHO ARE PARENTS AND GRANDPARENTS, IN CASE THEY GIVE IT TO THEIR CHILDREN.
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Merry Christmas
Dec 06, 2005 | 9:34PM
Merry Christmas everyone ! I wanted to share this with you all...a friend sent this to me!
Twas the Night Before Christmas.......]
IT WAS 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 HOME DID LIVE.
I LOOKED ALL ABOUT, A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE,
NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS, NOT EVEN A TREE.
NO STOCKING 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 SOBER THOUGHT CAME THROUGH MY MIND.
FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT, IT WAS DARK AND DREARY,
I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER, ONCE I COULD 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 PICTURED 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 WONDER 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 MY KNEES AND STARTED TO CRY.
THE SOLDIER AWAKENED AND I HEARD A ROUGH VOICE,
"SANTA DON'T CRY, 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
AND 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."
This poem was written by a Marine.
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New Baby
Nov 18, 2005 | 6:10PM
Ok...Turns out he isn't lactose intolerant ...he has an allergy to milk protein....so absolutely NO MILK PRODUCTS for first full year then we test the waters again with milk!
Not able to get on as much lately with a newborn, and a 5 yr old and a 6 yr old to care for a good bit of the time. ...And an 8 month old little boy that I take care of 24/7 now.
A NANNA'S WORK IS NEVER DONE!!!!!!!!!!!
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WOO HOO!
Nov 14, 2005 | 11:00PM
OK! Grandbaby #7 is here!
My 22 yr old daughter had him!
He was born on November 10th at 2:46 PM.....weighed in at 6 lbs 4 oz....18 1/2 in. long. named : Damien James Williamson ( D.J.)
Had a little problem at first! Turns out he is severely LACTOSE INTOLERENT! So he came home weighing 5 lbs. 14 oz...but now he eats like a little pig!
Baby and Mom are doing great! Will post Pics as soon as possible.
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THOUGHT FOR THE WEEK!!!
Oct 27, 2005 | 11:06PM
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of
arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather
to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, wine in the other, body
thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming "WOO HOO what a
ride!"
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NEW GRANDBABY!
Oct 27, 2005 | 6:24PM
New Granddaughter...8lbs. 2oz....born at 7:16 pm EST....name is McKenzye Starr Wolf.
Now waiting on new Grandson due to come in November.
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Wanted To Share!
Oct 27, 2005 | 1:32PM
Hello! I wanted to say thank you for accepting my friends invitation to all that have become my friends. I love making new friends.
Now to Big News! As of 8AM this morning my 27 yr old daughter went into labor...Grandbaby #6 is on the way! Things are going slow so I will keep you all posted and will post a pic as soon as possible! 
I am soooo excited! Grandbaby #7 is due to arrive in November.
Baby Making Family 
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Hurricane Katrina!
Sep 12, 2005 | 6:38PM
I received an interesting e-mail today and I would like to share it with everyone! Remember to give and give from the heart! These people need our help and will need it for a very long time! God Bless you all!
Subject: A letter to America from south louisiana .
Date: Fri, 9 Sep 2005 22:52:58 -0400
I found this interesting
Dear America,
I suppose we should introduce ourselves: We're South
Louisiana.
We have arrived on your doorstep on short notice and
we apologize for that, but we never were much for
waiting around for invitations. We're not much on
formalities like that.
And we might be staying around your town for a while,
enrolling in your schools and looking for jobs, so we
wanted to tell you a few things about us. We know you
didn't ask for this and neither did we, so we're just
going to have to make the best of it.
First of all, we thank you. For your money, your
water, your food, your prayers, your boats and buses
and the men and women of your National Guards, fire
departments, hospitals and everyone else who has come
to our rescue.
We're a fiercely proud and independent people, and we
don't cotton much to outside interference, but we're
not ashamed to accept help when we need it. And right
now, we need it.
Just don't get carried away. For instance, once we get
around to fishing again, don't try to tell us what
kind of lures work best in your waters.
We're not going to listen. We're stubborn that way.
You probably already know that we talk funny and
listen to strange music and eat things you'd probably
hire an exterminator to get out of your yard.
We dance even if there's no radio. We drink at
funerals. We talk too much and laugh too loud and live
too large and, frankly, we're suspicious of others who
don't.
But we'll try not to judge you while we're in your
town.
Everybody loves their home, we know that. But we love
South Louisiana with a ferocity that borders on the
pathological. Sometimes we bury our dead in LSU
sweatshirts.
Often we don't make sense. You may wonder why, for
instance - if we could only carry one small bag of
belongings with us on our journey to your state - why
in God's name did we bring a pair of shrimp boots?
We can't really explain that. It is what it is.
You've probably heard that many of us stayed behind.
As bad as it is, many of us cannot fathom a life
outside of our border, out in that place we call
Elsewhere.
The only way you could understand that is if you have
been there, and so many of you have. So you realize
that when you strip away all the craziness and bars
and parades and music and architecture and all that
hooey, really, the best thing about where we come from
is us.
We are what made this place a national treasure. We're
good people. And don't be afraid to ask us how to
pronounce our names. It happens all the time.
When you meet us now and you look into our eyes, you
will see the saddest story ever told. Our hearts are
broken into a thousand pieces.
But don't pity us. We're gonna make it. We're
resilient. After all, we've been rooting for the
Saints for 35 years. That's got to count for
something.
OK, maybe something else you should know is that we
make jokes at inappropriate times.
But what the hell.
And one more thing: In our part of the country, we're
used to having visitors. It's our way of life.
So when all this is over and we move back home, we
will repay to you the hospitality and generosity of
spirit you offer to us in this season of our despair.
That is our promise. That is our faith.
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