we have our hero's bet you guys could never guess who my heros are....go ahead and try...........if you need a hint i'll bend....love all of you cin
Whoa, Cindi, I still have four months to go before I'm the big 50! Anyways, a lot of my "older friends" tell me that life gets better after 50. I really hope so!
Yes, I actually have five grandchildren, Skip. The oldest will be eight on next Sunday. She is the daughter of my own late daughter who passed two years ago from epilepsy. My daughter's husband passed the year before due to some sort of uncontrolable infection while hospitalized at Scripps Hospital in San Diego.
Life is like that so enjoy every minute. All I really want is to be here mentally and physically for my wife and family as long as I can. My wife has terminal cancer but keeps on going like the Energizer Bunny. She's my hero. We have the ability to be heroes...all of us to someone, in some way. J.B.
JB a granddaughter!!! Life is real short so fill her's with all the
the love you can, it will come back tenfold!
cindi: i am not quite sure what i was about in my last post. I'm 50
+ years. if i'm lucky and don't die with a binky hype rig hanging
from my arm (full of blue clotted blood) i've got maybe 20 years to
go. What the hell is it about? Some days i feel as if my wife and i
are just characters from a Charles Bukowski story (Thomas you must
have read some of his stuff). mortality is chewing this old rats
tail off, and infinity is just beyond my feeble fingers grasp....
some days i just want to tie off and get blasted cause crying aint cool and its to damm much work. But the somedays there is a crak in the comic egg and i'm treated to a glance at the inner workings of this place in infinity we occupy.
I've said it before-
i used to awake bewildered
a small person in a small world.
now i awake bewondered still
a small person in ever expanding world.
keep an angel on your shoulder
kip
go and be with your precious granddaughter,,,my daughter is almost 8....this is a special time for them....little girls are really special anyway (sometimes a real pain in the ass though LOL) you go and remember to smell the roses....watch her blow out candles..and you proud grandpa remember to also sing the loudest for you have something to celebrate.......love cin
I dare anyone to say that they have never made a mistake...everyone has skeletons somewhere if not in their closet...............
Ok,,,,,,here's the deal.....you are human..I am huma...we have mad some very bad choices, I almost lost my freedom and my life a few good times....I have felt I was a disappointment to my sisters, brothers and parents....but they never judged me...so what, some others have thought of me differently...poor cindi really ****** her nice little life up.....oh well, now she'll burn for it....I never told anyone when I was little I wanted to be an addict or take addiction 101 as a pre requisite to nursing..and you my friend are a most kind a caring person...and the best part of skipper is your honesty, your "realness" your so genuine and right to the point no sugar coating anything which I greatly admire in you and in yours...I had always been ashamed of who I turned out to be.....and have shielded my kids at least for the time being..i do not want them to view me as a dope head......or know in highschool I hung with and was a "stoner".....yet,,,,my mom God rest her soul told me to hold my head up high and look em straight in the eyes...my mom who sat there in court with me wearing her oxygen crying for me was not embarrassed by me.....the others that judge are worthless pieces of **** that know nothing about this..... plain and simple....we are all human and in this together....this life......love cin