SEASON OF THANKFULNESS

November is the month of Thankfulness and giving thanks for what we are thankful for but it is a little more than that too.  It is a month to start clearing the docket so that you can make why to visit family and friends to share a big meal with.  Now most families do this every Sunday after church but it doesn’t always happen because of the distance of where some families live from each others.  When I was a kid growing up before I went to the children home every Sunday after church we were at my Grandparents farm having lunch.  Then us girls would clean up the kitchen and the dishes let over from the table.  Thanksgiving was a different type of meal because we had more family members and even friends we haven’t seen in a while.  Which is really nice cause they stay for a couple of days.

I’m so thankful for all of my friends those in real time and cyberspace.  I am truly blessed to have the love of family and friends.   I have a prayer that the good Lord can pull this country back together united after the politics of the last election it has left a few of us not to enchanted with the things that are happening or that have happened in the past.  It needs to be stronger and better and we all need to survive to live another day.

Lord I am so thankful for all the beautiful things you have made in this world I see them every day when I look out of my window.  I see your beautiful trees with the leaves which are falling to the ground this time of the year but come spring will be green and wonderful again.  The water at beach that one can see for miles and miles.

I want to forgive all of those who have hurt me and not realized it or I have hurt I would want forgiveness for that dear Lord.  Most of all Lord I want to remember to be thankful every day because being thankful is the beginning of HAPPINESS and I want to be happy every day with being thankful cause I have so much to be THANKFUL FOR!!!

I WANT TO WISH YOU ALL A VERY HAPPY THANKSGIVING FOR MINE TO ALL OF YOU AND YOURS!!!!  GOD BLESS YOU ALL!!!!

 

“nothing is so strong as gentleness. nothing is so gentle as real strength.” – frances de sales

This is something we need in every city through out the United States!!!!!!

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ann arbor’s mayor chris taylor,

supporting

the childrens’ peace and unity march.

i am so proud of my city

and

the compassionate hearts within.

“master the divine techniques of the art of peace and no enemy will dare to challenge you.”
— ueshiba

 

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MILLISA

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Hello Millisa,

This is sort of a letter of goodbye to you since I didn’t get to say goodbye the standard way.  First let me tell you will be missed by so many people and that we all love you and are trying to understand WHY it had to be this way.  God has got you through so many tough spots before and you have always taken the hard road before.  Maybe this is the hard road for you and you are doing what is best for all concerned.  If that is so then we are here to live on without you because that is the way it has to be.  It will be hard not to be able to pick up the phone and call you or go on Facebook and message you so that when you get home in the morning to IM me back.

You were the best friend a girl could ever have and I was so thankful to have known you.  Even though I was older I wasn’t always wiser you taught me how to laugh at myself and know that life sometime just isn’t always what it is cracked up to be but it can still be fun. When we played pool we played pool on the same league and we played pool against each other it was so much more fun to play on the same team then play opposite each other.  I think it was because we have to work harder when we played on different teams.

I remember the day you called me to tell me that Bobby died it was hard on both of us but we got through and here it one year later I am writing this note to tell you goodbye I’m not sure I can get through this without you my friend but I’m going to try.  You have your religion to get you through most of your sorrows but the one that was the hardest was your Mom and we talked about this I know you missed her every day.  Well now my friend you can get a hug and tell her that you never stopped loving her and find the peace you couldn’t find here.

Millisa I’m sitting here writing this trying to understanding all of it and it’s hard but you have been in my past, you have been in my present but you won’t be in my future except in my thoughts, prayers and memories but what memories they will be we had some great times.  I will miss you and I will love you forever.  You always seem to know when I needed you when we talked you told me so much why didn’t you tell me what was going on in your mind so we could have talked about?  We have always talked about so many other thinks out before why not then.  Where you afraid that I might have told you something that would have changed the out come of what happened?  Well Hon we can’t second guess it now can we.  I love you and I hope that you are at peace finally.  RIP my friend you are going to be missed by all who love you here on earth.

Love Kat  ❤

 

 

Just So

I found this blog on another site that I follow and she told me to check him out and I did I found that he is very talented and that I love his work. So I thought I would share him with you to see what you all think.

Oran's Well

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A turn of line—that’s all—suffices
where no cathedral can divine
the source of water in the wine.

A long wave’s curl just so,
wan with sunrise,
grey-belled with glow.

And the sound: Not the hosanna
of the wave’s white crash
but the longer glass recede.

The perfected line erasing
just like this, the night,

no psalm,
just subtle light.

The still mind meets its maker
returning the damaged world in full
with this bruised affirmative,

the held piano note of dawn,

the vanquished yes

echoing down.

November 2016

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PORCH SITTING

 

Up above are different types of porches in America today.  There are multi-level porches, wrap porches such as we have in old Victorian houses, we even have single level porches which have rocking chairs across the front of them.  But no matter how the porches look they are made for sitting and telling stories of the past, sharing secrets or just for taking taking naps and dreaming.

I remember as a child living on a dairy farm my grandparents had a wrap a round porch which the wrap part had been added on during their time of owning the house because we lived on that porch early mornings after chores we were on the back porch and evening we were on the front cause it was always cooler at those time.  Anyway the adults sat on the rockers while us kids always had our place to sit and we weren’t allow to sit on a rocker unless we were invited to sit with an adult.  We had swings on either end one of the front and one on the backside.  It was great.

Miss Susie has a porch at her home we are always talking about me coming to paint the floor part of it so we can sit and have conversation and coffee afterward I think it would be fun the problem I’m seeing is it would be fun getting there and finding her there with her schedule…LOL   But it would so much fun sitting on the porch with her and listening to her tell her stories of living in the house and maybe sharing a secret or two with a good friend after all that is what porch sitting is all about.

I hope you have enjoyed reading my blog about porch sitting has much as I have writing it.  Hope you have a wonderful week.  Don’t forget to get out and vote today that is very important.  God bless you each and everyone.

The pictures above some are mine the very last 2 on bottom roll are of my friend Connie’s porch she took the pictures herself..she send me a few and I am working on using the rest with a story I’m thinking about.  The rest of the pictures are from google.

 

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HarsH ReaLiTy

They see me go but they never see me come. I have been here all along. A shadow that mixes in with other shadows and therefore goes unnoticed. I am the line between the line. The line that isn’t needed. I move my letters around each day, a display for the passing blogger. Nothing to sell, I haven’t been baking. My photos fall to the floor. Only my letters seem to stick with an adhesive nature of my human nature against the wall of WordPress I see before me. The same wall all of you use as we post ourselves into the world.

-OM

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