Daughters

Our daughters are special to us; I am talking about daughters in general. They make us laugh when we are down, they make us smile when no one else can, and they look at you with those sweet little eyes and make you melt. I know that we have to be hard on them sometimes, but it is only because we love them. We want to protect them from everyone and everything that we feel may hurt them, and we just want them to never leave our sight. I know they may feel like we don’t know anything about what is going on in the world because we were born before them in another era, but that is where they are wrong. They also think that they know everything about everything, but they do not. I just do not know what goes on in their mind, but in all reality, we are the ones that they always asking questions about the good old days.

Fashion then and Now

Fashion has changed dramatically from when I was a kid. I had to wear dresses seven days a week, rain, shine ,sleet , or snow. I don’t even remember when I started wearing jeans. I would see other girls in short skirts that were almost not there. Some just did not care as to how they dressed. As I look at the trends that are being worn now, some of it is just deplorable, and they actually have the nerve to think that it looks good, but they are only broadcasting all of their goodies to those that do not need to be seeing it. Will there ever be a time when fashion will be tasteful without the goodies being shown? I am not saying that people can’t wear what they want, and I am not bashing anyone, it is just that it makes me laugh whenever I see things like that in public. Be who you are, and be comfortable in what you have on.

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The First One Left

Happy was the heart in my chest that beat so strong. Life of another that was our first to bring real joy that had not been for a very long time. Loved I did from the fist moment found out that she was on her way to be with us. Somewhere along the way she decided that she didn’t want to be here. She left. Maybe the things going on in the world was to much for her to endure as she thought about the journey she was about to make. She went back home. She went to a better place than what we have here. She went to a place where there is no suffering, no pain, no sorrow…nothing to keep her from being happy.

Maybe she would have not been happy here, who knows except the One that created her. Yes, my heart is filled with pain of loss, and my eyes are filled with tears of sadness. The pain in my heart is vey sharp; the grief is very real. It is to the point of anger filled with rage.

The pain comes when it comes and tears follow. I am talking about our first grandchild. I named her little bit. She took a little bit of my heart with her; maybe she needed a piece of it to hold on to just to know that her Grammy loves her. I know she is in heaven smiling down here on us. No one knows why sometimes a child just does not make it, but God knows best. He doesn’t make any mistakes.

The Lord giveth, and the Lord taketh away. Blessed be the name of the Lord, Amen.