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Current mood: loved Well it has been a very long time since I have posted anything on here so I figured that I would write a blog to let all my friends know that I am still among the land of the living. LOL I know that from time to time that some of you have seen me sign off yahoo it's not that I don't want to chat with any one I just haven't had the time to do nothing but check my email. I do love and miss all of yall. I have tried a few times to find what room yall hang in but had no luck. Any ways life is really great I am finally very happy. Happier than I ever thought I could be. I have met a really great man and we are engaged to be married soon as I set the date. Among other things going on in my life my Mom broke her leg on Dec 7th and I have been having to take care of her also and work fulltime also. No rest for the weary...LOL Well I guess that about pretty much sums it up for this time. I will let yall know more soon as I get the chance.

This blog is in memory of my stepdaughter. Crystal I love you and miss you with all my heart to day is your birthday and I so wish that you were here for us to celebrate it. God had other plans that took you away from us six years ago. I sit and wonder many times what would you be doing today if you were still with us. You will always be in my heart every where I go. We love you and miss you very much. We have two guardian angels up there watching over us You & Zoie (Unborn Daughter).

This is AWESOME....something we should all remember. A 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud man, who is fully dressed each morning by eight o'clock, with his hair fashionably coiffed and shaved perfectly, even though he is legally blind, moved to a nursing home today. His wife of 70 years recently passed away, making the move necessary. After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, he smiled sweetly when told his room was ready. As he maneuvered his walker to the elevator, I provided a visual description of his tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on his window. "I love it," he stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just been presented with a new puppy. "Mr. Jones, you haven't seen the room; just wait." "That doesn't have anything to do with it," he replied. "Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time. Whether I like my room or not doesn't depend on how the furniture is arranged... It's how I arrange my mind. I already decided to love it. "It's a decision I make every morning when I wake up. I have a choice; I can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no longer work, or get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do. Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open, I'll focus on the new day and all the happy memories I've stored away. Just for this time in my life. Old age is like a bank account. You withdraw from what you've put in. So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of happiness in the bank account of memories! Thank you for your part in filling my Memory bank. I am still depositing." Remember the five simple rules to be happy: 1. Free your heart from hatred. 2. Free your mind from worries. 3. Live simply. 4. Give more. 5. Expect less.

I saw you, hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line. But, you didn't see me, put an extra $10.00 in the collection plate last Sunday. I saw you, pull your child closer when we passed each other on the sidewalk. But, you didn't see me, playing Santa at the local mall. I saw you, change your mind about going into the restaurant. But, you didn't see me, attending a meeting to raise more money for the hurricane relief. I saw you, roll up your window and shake your head when I drove by. But, you didn't see me, driving behind you when you flicked your cigarette butt out the car window. I saw you, frown at me when I smiled at your children. But, you didn't see me, when I took time off from work to run toys to the homeless. I saw you, stare at my long hair. But, you didn't see me, and my friends cut ten inches off for Locks of Love. I saw you, roll your eyes at our leather coats and gloves. But, you didn't see me, and my brothers donate our old coats and gloves to those that had none. I saw you, look in fright at my tattoos. But, you didn't see me, cry as my children where born and have their name written over and in my heart. I saw you, change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere. But, you didn't see me, going home to be with my family. I saw you, complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be. But, you didn't see me, when you were changing the CD and drifted into my lane. I saw you, yelling at your kids in the car. But, you didn't see me, pat my child's hands, knowing he was safe behind me. I saw you, reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road. But, you didn't see me, squeeze my wife's leg when she told me to take the next turn. I saw you, race down the road in the rain. But, you didn't see me, get soaked to the skin so my son could have the car to go on his date. I saw you, run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time. But, you didn't see me, trying to turn right. I saw you, cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in. But, you didn't see me, leave the road. I saw you, waiting impatiently for my friends to pass. But, you didn't see me. I wasn't there. I saw you, go home to your family. But, you didn't see me. Because, I died that day you cut me off. I was just a biker. A person with friends and a family. But, you didn't see me. Repost this around in hopes that people will better understand the biker community.

To all me friends just wanted to say that I love you with all my heart. I may not be online that much as I have been in the past. I met a really great guy so I have been hanging out with him and my kids. So far so good kepp ya fingers crossed that it stays that way, lord knows I am sick of the bs that I have had with relationships. I do miss you guys alot and no I will not for get about yall. I will be online from time to time leaving yall some love.

By Rush Limbaugh: I think the vast differences in compensation between victims of the September 11 casualty and those who die serving our country in Uniform are profound. No one is really talking about it either, because you just don't criticize anything having to do with September 11. Well, I can't let the numbers pass by because it says something really disturbing about the entitlement mentality of this country. If you lost a family member in the September 11 attack, you're going to get an average of $1,185,000. The range is a minimum guarantee of $250,000, all the way up to $4.7 million. If you are a surviving family member of an American soldier killed in action, the first check you get is a $6,000 direct death benefit, half of which is taxable. Next, you get $1,750 for burial costs. If you are the surviving spouse, you get $833 a month until you remarry. And there's a payment of $211 per month for each child under 18. When the child hits 18, those payments come to a screeching halt. Keep in mind that some of the people who are getting an average of $1.185 million up to $4.7 million are complaining that it's not enough Their deaths were tragic, but for most, they were simply in the wrong place at the wrong time. Soldiers put themselves in harms way FOR ALL OF US, and they and their families know the dangers. We also learned over the weekend that some of the victims from the Oklahoma City bombing have started an organization asking for the same deal that the September 11 families are getting. In addition to that, some of the families of those bombed in the embassies are now asking for compensation as well. You see where this is going, don't you? Folks, this is part and parcel of over 50 years of entitlement politics in this country. It's just really sad. Every time a pay raise comes up for the military, they usually receive next to nothing of a raise. Now the green machine is in combat in the Middle East while their families have to survive on food stamps and live in low-rent housing...Make sense? However, our own US Congress voted themselves a raise. Many of you don't know that they only have to be in Congress one time to receive a pension that is more than $15,000 per month. And most are now equal to being millionaires plus. They do not receive Social Security on retirement because they didn't have to pay into the system. If some of the military people stay in for 20 years and get out as an E-7, they may receive a pension of $1,000 per month, and the very people who placed them in harm's way receives a pension of $15,000 per month. I would like to see our elected officials pick up a weapon and join ranks before they start cutting out benefits and lowering pay for our sons and daughters who are now fighting " When do we finally do something about this?" If this doesn't seem fair to you, it is time to forward this to as many people as you can.

* When you are lonely, you have my hand to hold. * When you are unhappy, you have my shoulder to cry on. * When your day is gloomy, you have my smile to brighten it up. * When you have been hurt, you have hugs for comfort. * Whenever you need me, I'm always here.

As I faced my Maker at the last Judgment, I knelt before the Lord >along with all the other souls. > > Before each of us laid our lives like the squares of a quilt in >many piles; an angel sat before each of us sewing our quilt squares >together into a tapestry that is our life. > > But as my angel took each piece of cloth off the pile, I noticed >how ragged and empty each of my squares was. They were filled with giant >holes. Each square was labeled with a part of my life that had been >difficult, the challenges and temptations I was faced with in every day >life. I saw hardships that I endured, which were the largest holes of all. > > I glanced around me. Nobody else had such squares. Other than a >tiny hole here and there, the other tapestries were filled with rich color >and the bright hues of worldly fortune. I gazed upon my own life and was >disheartened. > > My angel was sewing the ragged pieces of cloth together, >threadbare and empty, like binding air > > Finally the time came when each life was to be displayed, held up >to the light, the scrutiny of truth. The others rose; each in turn, holding >up their tapestries. So filled their lives had been. My angel looked upon >me, and nodded for me to rise. > > My gaze dropped to the ground in shame. I hadn't had all the >earthly fortunes. I had love in my life, and laughter. But there had also >been trials of illness, and wealth, and false accusations that took from me >my world, as I knew it. I had to start over many times I often struggled >with the temptation to quit, only to somehow muster the strength to pick up >and begin again. I spent many nights on my knees in prayer, asking for help >and guidance in my life. I had often been held up to ridicule, which I >endured painfully, each time offering it up to the Father in hopes that I >would not melt within my skin beneath the judgmental gaze of those who >unfairly judged me. > > And now, I had to face the truth. My life was what it was, and I >had to accept it for what it was. > > I rose and slowly lifted the combined squares of my life to the >light. > > An awe-filled gasp filled the air. I gazed around at the others >who stared at me with wide eyes. > > Then, I looked upon the tapestry before me. Light flooded the many >holes, creating an image, the face of Christ. Then our Lord stood before >me, with warmth and love in His eyes. He said, "Every time you gave over >your life to Me, it became My life, My hardships, and My struggles. > > Each point of light in your life is when you stepped aside and let >Me shine through, until there was more of Me than there was of you." > > May all our quilts be threadbare and worn, allowing Christ to >shine through! > > Please share this with someone you love, care about or even >someone who needs Jesus in their heart. They may scoff, but at least the >seed has been planted, and God will do the rest. May God bless you today >and Forever! > > And so ye are blessed! RECIPROCATE PLEASE! > > God determines who walks into your life....it's up to you to >decide who you let walk away, who you let stay, and who you refuse to let >go." > > Take 60 seconds and give this a shot! All you do is simply say the >following small prayer for the person who sent you this. Father, bless all >my friends in whatever it is that you know they may need this day! > > And may their life be full of your peace, prosperity and power as >he/she seeks to have a closer relationship with you. Amen. > > Send this on to five other people, including the one who sent it >to you. Within hours you caused a multitude of people to pray for other >people. Then sit back and watch the power of God work in your life.

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Sometimes I wonder why do I even bother to do anything. It seems that nothing I do is good enough for any one. I am sick of trying to make everyone else happy all the time. It seems long as everything is going the way that they want it then they are happy. Hell I am human too ya know and I have feelings just like any one else, but yet let me say that I'm just not in the mood for something and then there ya go they get all pissed. Sometimes I just want to walk away from it all my whole life leave it all behind. Yeah I know what would that solve doing that as usual nothing but maybe if I wasn't always the one there when family and friends need me it would be appreciated more.