Dad is gone

I'm sad to report that my Dad passed away on Saturday, October 24, 2009 after a very brief fight with cancer. I have not been able to put my thoughts down yet...but that will come after the dust settles. ..

Byron is with me forever

Today, October 20, 2009, is the one year anniversary of Byron's death. I miss him so much. The sorrow never fades, but my wonderful memories of Byron will live on forever.

I tend his grave as though it were my own. In some ways, a piece of me was buried that morning with Byron.

Often when I am in the barn, I see the white plastic bags of bedding stacked in his stall and see him instead. Visions of him running out of the corner of my eye catch me daydreaming and smiling at the wonder of his antics.

I miss the smell of his skin when I would press my nose against his neck...it was sweet. He and I had a very special bond.

After much thought, I wanted to have him with me always, so why not a tattoo. He is there on my left leg. The same leg that ultimately cost Byron. The shooting star is significant of the only registered marking listed on his papers. His true name was Nebula , like the stars! He was and will always be my star.

A Poem for Byron

Don't cry for the horses
that life has set free
A million white horses
forever to be

Don't cry for the horses
now in God's hands
As they dance and they prance
to a heavenly band

They were ours as a gift
but never to keep
As they close their eyes
forever to sleep

Their spirits unbound
on silver wings they fly
A million white horses
against the blue sky

Look up into the heaven
you'll see them above
The horses we lost
The horses we loved

Manes and tails flowing
they gallop through time
They were never yours
They were never mine

Don't cry for the horses
they'll be back someday
when our time has come
they will show us the way

Do you hear that soft nicker
close to your ear?
Don't cry for the horses
Love the one that are here.


(I wish I had written this poem, as it
is fitting for Byron)

Tomorrow

Dad has been in the hospital since friday with some lower abdominal pain. His color was yellowish and the doctors were testing him for liver related problems. We have eliminated hepititus, which I thought was a bit weird, since we couldn't figure out how he might have contracted it. They eliminated gall bladder and apendix problems too.

The doctor suspects cancer, but we will know more tomorrow.

I'm scared, I love my dad and I don't want him to suffer with cancer. We always imagined that he would be cutting wood and drop from a heart attack...which his brother did at 85 years of age.

Whatever the test results reveal, we will deal with it and keep our faith.

It has been a long day...

It came from his stash

While driving home from the airport today, I heard a revelation on the radio. A woman was interviewed at Cobo Center, while she stood in line for an application to receive stimulus money from the government. The interviewer was Ken Rogalski of WJR Radio and the interview went like this:


KR: Why are you here?


W oman: To get some money.


KR: What kind of money?


Woman: Obama money!


KR: Where's it coming from?


Woman: Obama.


KR: Where did Obama get it?


Woman: I don't know, his stash, I don't know...


I don't know where he got it from,but


he givin it to us, to help us


2nd Woman: We love him.


Woman: We love him, that's why we voted from him...


Both are chanting: Obama, Obama...





Yikes ! This woman has no clue that the money she is about to apply for as "Obama Money" is OUR money. This is the money you and I have worked for that Obama is handing out to these sad, ignorant, uninformed voters! What better audience could Obama have? These people think

he has come to their rescue. How sad this is, that people would actually think the money comes from Obama and do not have a clue that it's the money us working folks have made and are now giving up! God help us. How can people be this stupid. This interview gained national attention for the City of Detroit...isn't that special?

Susan in Glendale

Susan in Glendale, California had passion, almost to tears while speaking with Rush Limbaugh, September 30, 2009. Speaking without any interruption, without a teleprompter, or notes, she made such an impact on those who listened. Rush's E-mail lit up with phrase for this woman.



Take 23:40 and give her a listen at Rushlimbaugh.com.

Susan speaks for many of us out there who feel this country is heading in the wrong direction.

Leave a Note

The woman driving a Toyota Tundra extended cab pick-up truck backed into her brand new car. We watched as the driver of the truck struggled trying to back into the parking space. Silly, since there were several other slots with easier access in the lot. Oh, but they were further away from the building.
As she jockeys the vehicle around, actually using both of her mirrors, we heard a "bump". Yep, she backed up until she hit the vehicle behind her, then moved up away from it as though nothing happened. She got out of the truck, never even looking to see if the impact from her truck had caused any damage to the other vehicle, and walked away.

I wanted to say something and bring this incident to the woman's attention ( in a subtle manner, of course) , but the little voice said, "check it out first". Yep, the Toyota Tundra's trailer hitch extension had made a crease in the plastic bumper of the new smaller Chrysler SUV. We left a note.

Upon returning hoome, we found a message on the answering machine from the owner of the new small Chrysler SUV. Her name was Sheryl and she left us the nicest message one could imagine, complete with blessings! Such a nice message, with such kind thoughts for us, I couldn't help but share this in my blog. I hope she has good luck with the car repairs and I can't thank her enough for making my day. :-D