well up date on my chron

went to see the dr today

and he going to put me on

new med ,its a needle

every two week

hope its going to help

he said its going to cast me

30.ooo thousan a years

but my assurance will pay that

so i dont have a to be worry

well i gest i going to need your prayer

once again hug

thank for beeing here for me

huggggggggggggggggggggggggg

 

 

 

 

hi dear friend

yes about my knitting

i have made about a dozen sock 3 pr mitten and im still working on them

quick my job in wall mart cause they calle me in to early

i coudent take any more so the next day i was

out there

now im working on christmas decoretion

for about 4 week

and after that dont know

but im still hurting a lots with my chron went to see the dr this afternoon but there were no way to be found

but i gona waith till  monday

ill found one

 

 

Whenever my life feels empty,
Those times when I feel a lack,
I thank God for your special friendship,
Because I know you've got my back.

 

 

When I wonder about life's true meaning,
And whether it all makes sense,
With a word or a smile from you, friend,
I forget my silly laments.

 

 

I guess what I'm trying to say, friend,
Is with all your support and your giving,
You brighten each minute I'm with you,
And make every day well worth living.

 

 

By Joanna Fuchs

its wasent fear to see you every morninff and night
without my face so oi decide tio sho my face to you
have a wonderful day my friend from ad and me praying for you all
friend hilda,

how you doing
today i dont feel like doing any thinh
my husband got home from work sick
he is now resting
my dauther work all night so they are both sleeping
im left out dont know wha to do cause i did sleep all night
i thing im going to knitting
a bit have a wondeful day hug
friend .im restless
hulda

Why Mothers Cry "Why are you crying?" he asked his mom. "Because I'm a mother," she told him. "I don't understand," he said. His mom just hugged him and said, "You never will!" Later the little boy asked his father why Mother seemed to cry for no reason. "All mothers cry for no reason," was all his dad could say. The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why mothers cry. So he finally put in a call to God, and when God got on the phone the man said, "God, why do mothers cry so easily?" God said, "You see son, when I made mothers they had to be special. I made their shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, yet gently enough to give comfort. I gave them an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times come from their children." "I gave them a hardiness that allows them to keep going when everyone else gives up, and to take care of their families through sickness and fatigue without complaining." "I gave them the sensitivity to love their children under all circumstances, even when their child has hurt them very badly. This same sensitivity helps them to make a child's boo-boo feel better and helps them share a teenager's anxieties and fears." "I gave them a tear to shed. It's theirs exclusively to use whenever it's needed. It's their only weakness. It's a tear for mankind."

Sylvia Plath - Mushrooms Overnight, very Whitely, discreetly, Very quietly Our toes, our noses Take hold on the loam, Acquire the air. Nobody sees us, Stops us, betrays us; The small grains make room. Soft fists insist on Heaving the needles, The leafy bedding, Even the paving. Our hammers, our rams, Earless and eyeless, Perfectly voiceless, Widen the crannies, Shoulder through holes. We Diet on water, On crumbs of shadow, Bland-mannered, asking Little or nothing. So many of us! So many of us! We are shelves, we are Tables, we are meek, We are edible, Nudgers and shovers In spite of ourselves. Our kind multiplies: We shall by morning Inherit the earth. Our foot's in the door.