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Sept. 4th 2021

Life is like oxygen , you get too much , you get high , and not enough and your going to die. At least that what a song says .

Life is hard at best, I think most of the time it’s a test. Just to see how your going to do, or to see if you’ll get through.

You’re a kid and you play with toys. You grow up to play with boys. When boys hurt you you sit and cry, always asking yourself why ?

You get past that and get a job. Even if it is opening doors and turning knobs. You graduate from that to make more money. Then you find yourself a real honey.

You get married and your on cloud nine , and you and your husband are in your prime. Then you have kids and bills and the car breaks down. Then you two yell at each other and break things making loud sounds. As time goes on your life goes bust. Then before you know it a divorce is a must.

Life can suck like that for a lot of us. Then we have to figure out what to do and who we can trust.

You finally have a job you can rely on. You have a husband you can count on. You have children that are great. You enjoy the house that you create.

You have the same bills as before , you have the same car repairs as before. You have new things that go wrong. But your happily married and you’re strong.

People die and you go to funerals . People get sick and you take care of them . Life gets harder with every passing day. That’s just how it is anyway.

Your kids grow up and have kids of their own. Then you watch them struggle to make a home. Life never gets easy the more you live. You have to decide how much to give.

Then before you know it , you’re old and slow. You figured out you lost your mojo. But you still have zest for life ,even if it’s full of strife. Life may be hard to live and get through. But can you think of anything better to do ?

I will write later !!!

Sept. 3rd. 2021.

Dear mom,

I love you and I still miss you . You’ve been gone for 21 years, and it’s like yesterday when you were here. I wish I could talk to you. There are so many things I would like to ask you, but I can’t because you are not here.

You were such a good person, I’m like you in so many ways. My heart is as good as yours was. You were so special to me. You still are. No one should have to lose their mom , but we do anyways , whether we want to or not.

I love you so much it hurts Everytime I think of you. I have good thoughts of you, and I think of you everyday.

I say things that you use to say all the time. Sometimes I have to laugh at myself for saying those things because their funny. Other times I feel sad because your not here . I cry sometimes because I miss you so much, and want to see you. It’s been so long since I’ve seen you or talked to you. It’s hard to believe that it has been that long.

When you first died it was hard to talk about . It was hard to admit it. My heart was broken. I was in a deep depression. I didn’t think I would ever come out of it. It took a long time for me to get over the initial death. I’m still not use to you not being here. . I miss you so much. I want to talk to you so bad. I only wish you could answer me. But I’m doing okay. Troy is on vacation this week. We are not going to do too much, but hang around the house. But that’s okay, we don’t care if we go anywhere. We like being home, as long as we are together .

I wish you could see Desiree, she has gotten so big. She is almost 10 now. She will be 10 in October. She is growing up so fast. Talk about getting old, Everytime she gets old so do we. We are not getting any younger. The age thing really bothers me, but what can I do?. I guess that’s just life. You of course didn’t get any older. So I can’t complain. I love you mom, and I don’t take nothing for granted.

Kristina and Tommy seem to be doing okay. I don’t know if they will ever get married or not. But they might later in life. Kristina said she is a little gun shy of marriage, and I don’t blame her. A bad marriage can be like a death. Really hard to get through. I should know, I’ve been married enough times, and each time it sucked. But I made it through.

You were so special, there’s never been anyone one since you and there will be no one after you. Your ability to love was so great. I have that ability , the kind of love you feel till it hurts. Like you know or knew, it hurts like crazy to love that way. But what kind of people would we be without it? That’s what makes us so special.. Even if no one else knows it.

I will write later !!! Remember I love you always .

Sept.2nd2021.

Girly , girly, who do you think you are, with your fancy clothes, and your spiked high heels ?

You do your make up like a saloon girl from the past. I believe you think that’s a blast. I personally think it makes you look too fast !

Looking fake is everywhere, from long hair to underwear. Is it highly outside the box to be normal ? Or do you always have to wear a formal ?

Dressing up is nice for when you go on a date, but what if you just want to skate ?

Who tells you how to dress, your agent ? How about dressing yourself like a real girl. How about acting like a young lady. Not like an older lady on a magazine daily.

Try to cut down on the make up, and do something different with your hair. Such as comb it, instead of teasing it. Lighten up on the eye shadow, instead of riding the pencil, and be really careful using those stupid stincils.

You can be beautiful with out a lot of stuff on your face, or fancy clothes on your back. Or walking on stilts. Just be who you are, a fine lovely girl. My girly , girl.

I will write later !!!

Sept 2nd,2021.

Blood and Rain are the same. They both can soak you if your not careful.

They can both pour down hard or very little. They can twickle down or come down hard .

They can both cause you not to see if they run down your face. Or they can cause you to look through it if it’s a slow pace.

They are different colors, one is red one is clear droplets. One can be easy to clean, the other hard to mop up.

If you cut your head badly, you will bleed down your face , if you cut your finger a little it will bleed in place.

If it pours outside you will get soaked. If you have an umbrella you could stay a float.

When it storms outside it could be a good feeling inside. To be in the house , to be with the person you enjoy and abide.

If you’re bleeding for a good reason like during surgery or something, then it’s worth it when it’s all done and feeling spunky.

But to pour blood from your body like a gun shot wound , is like going to the moon on wings you don’t have.

To stand in a bad storm , with thunder and lighting, is like standing in a tornado waiting for it to strike you.

So use your blood wisely, get wet only when it’s raining slightly, and try to enjoy your life with a mighty roar. Be careful not to cut yourself or be a bore.

I will write later !!!

Aug. 31st 2021.

This is my first writing here. I like to write poems, their not always that good, but I do the best I can.

Or I like to just write about my problems. Which I’m sure no one cares about. But I don’t care. You can read it or not. It’s up to you.

I will write later !!!