Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 4:49 PM CST
Different strokes for different folks??
I think there is so much discrimination of older women. That men can`t get past the numbers, (& they don`t care about any experience,they`ve had, that makes them a better berson). I know there are men that want a sincere, loving woman, but they`ve hidden behind what they think a woman ought to be like ,in their older yrs. There`s a lot of living to do....I`m not out to have a younger man make me feel younger...I already feel that way. Do men from 50-70, want women that are younger, to make them feel younger?... I`d say a lot of them do, especially ones that have money, using a woman like a trophe on their arms, when they go out... Then, they don`t even care what they, themselves look like. What are your views?
Posted: Thu Jun 4, 2009 8:37 AM CST
Ma`s Good Old Neighborhood
Things always change-but I sometimes wish they didn`t...What a place I grew up in. -Everyone knew what everyone was doing. And sometimes, I wish they didn`t. I was so embarrassed, when I knew, just what Ma would do, with a certain circumstances.All except one. There was no holding her back. We had a tight relationship, with most neighbors. Except, some that were not her cup of tea. We use to call some houses, that were set on the back of a small lot "garage homes". There were about five to a block. They were cheap to maintain. Each room, was set side by side, one room may have been divided in half to make a bathroom. ( We weren`t fortunate enough to have a tub. Our baths resembled a house on thr prarie,at best), except that we had running water, & a huge tub we saved, that used to be filled with coal, for our pot belly stove, that we later changed into an oil stove. Everyone took a bath on Saturdays, in the same water. Most times, we didn`t have a car.Except for the earlier days, when cars were "Model T`s"... After a while,We`d take a bus, maybe use a transfer ticket & get where we had to go. Then there were the street cars, that were hooked up to the electric wires overhead. We had block parties, & dancing in the streets, until the cars got to where they were too modern & too fast., & couldn`t be fixed with a screw driver. I played marbles, with some kids, on an empty lot next to the church, that was actually , later, moved to another community. Most of the time, when Ma wasn`t cooking stuffed cabbage or baking Babka bread to share, she was really bored. The man from deep down south, next door, irritated her no end... shaking his overly huge naked belly, & bragged about his young wife`s "southern fried chicken". While it was a steady thing, he repeated that over & over, for Ma`s behalf, (or so she thought)...I`d glance out the four large window panes in the kitchen,once in a while ,wondering what Ma was thinking, & then she did figure out something she would say, to shut him up. As for me, I could never, ever figure out what she`d do!! Only the one time that, when I had glanced out the window , maybe for the third time,she had enough... suddenly, the back of her dress flew up... & she MOONED him!!!!! Oh,m` God....Ma!!!!! What in the heck did she do.?! (No one did anything about it). And I was too ashamed to go out there, when THAT mood hit her, by gosh!! To say anything was best, I guessed, while the guy retreated like an enemy, from defeat,in total surprise. (And that wasn`t popular, then)!! Well, like I said- that was the old neighborhood, only with Ma`s "trimmings"......H-mm-mm-m!! Problem solved.??!!!
Posted: Mon Jun 1, 2009 6:39 PM CST
Graduation/Driving Drunk
PLEASE....Take the time to read, my blog about my son`s death, after a drunk driver took his life "The time of death is". Read it to your children. Make copies,-I don`t mind.Problem is no one is concerned about the people left behind when a life is taken.It never ends...the holidays, the birthdays, mother`s day. Chritmas,etc. Remind your kids, at graduation, have fun, if you must, but think before you drink (if they will, or do). Be subtle, but be clear. This can happen to you, & your family. It wasn`t easy, being a single parent, dealing with a death -my own flesh & blood. And the young man that killed him is still free to drink & drive some more!!!!Blessings & safe passages, for all.- moonkitten. PS. there are several memory poems, attached to "Blanket of Snow",as it is a journal of mine.
Posted: Wed May 27, 2009 7:51 PM CST
WOMEN-BEWARE
Ladies-Read my SCAM STORY!!!! I am an author,- this kind of thing can`t be made up. This has happened only this year.One person I met on line, was on a Christian site. It doesn`t matter to men like that.-Moonkitten
Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 8:22 AM CST
MOTHERS DAY -"Trust Me"
Dear Mother
It isn`t always peace and happiness that abounds in a mother`s life. Only you know how many mountains you have climbed, and you may have felt like you have fallen off a cliff. -and it seemed as though you were totally alone.~ Though you might have felt pain or sorrow, you may have wept, too, and it seemed like your heart was broken into a million pieces, but you are not really alone.~ I have been known to work best with broken hearts.~ Although you may not have noticed, I have been there, with you, through all those devastating times of mourning and grief, as well as sickness, and strife, -not just the happy times.~ And though you will go thru the storms of life, I have walked beside you, through it all.~ You will not see me on a bill board, or on a television set, or locate me on your computer, nor hear me on your telephone.~ But you will find me in the glow of the new moon that lights your path in the darkness, and in the sun, that warms your heart.~ You will hear of my songs in the wind, and a cool soothing breeze on a warm night.~ You will feel me in the raindrops that makes everything grow, and washes everything clean, again.~ You will find me in the snowflakes that multiply into a blanket of snow, to enrich the earth for renewal. ~ Finally, I will be there,at your bed-side, to give you strength and peace, while you sleep. ~And when you awake, you will remember, that I was there. I am with you, even now..... trust me. ~They call me Jesus. Be Blessed today,and always. HAPPY MOTHER`S Day-with his Tender Touch Nessie (moonkitten) Note, another prayer,on"Advice forum"
Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 11:43 AM CST
Love Is Ageless
Age,is like the fruits of our youth,getting better,like vintage wine.
Listen to your heart,at it`s best,It speaks volumes,within it`s time.
Drink hardy,all blessings,with gusto,wandering through,while savoring the taste.
It won`t last forever,try a multitude of tasks,reap the harvest,and never waste.
Find love,help someone,use time wisely,replenish your mind,keep alive the now.
Be fervent,keep diligent.Let go,bury the turmoil,with the past
and memorials to them.
Keep everyone you love close,try to live much more happier somehow.
Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 8:40 AM CST
THE LOVE VENUE (The original version)
You can`t be "completed" by someone.That depicts a wrong need to use someone, for the happiness that you should have,yourself,in your own skin.The completness is within yourself. You shouldn`t have to depend on anyone,just to make you feel like a whole person. You only have to be enhanced by whom you love -marriage or not. Love between two people,is like a color in the rainbow...the emotions clearly stated, even in the most intimate of moments, between you both,makes everything brighter. And everything around you, outside,& within, becomes more vivid. There is understanding, without words, with somebody`s language that turns your legs to jello.... Butterflies, that just looking deeply into one`s eyes, that you know is like a magnet, a spark,when you`re touched. The breathlessness of that first kiss,that brings a connection that you can`t deny. The buzz words, that only the two of you know, are used over & over...That final feling that you know someone was meant for just you,that you can`t spend a minute,without thinking of the other...communicating becomes a constant. The repetition of "I love you", becomes the only words you can remember,all of a sudden...Then, you start to question: Is he or she the "One" -to have & to hold,for always? -to be with, each day of your lives? -is it really a "forever thing"? -an infatuation, or do you just want a fling? Sometimes there is not just one answer,& you go with what your gut tells you. -And then, there`s the heart!!! It can`t speak, but it can tell you a lot...Your feelings become emotions that are both jumbled & clear,& you begin to sort them out.-You deny the feelings,& then bring them into view. And everything doesn`t seem balanced.....That`s when you do hear your heart, & feel the beats,that have quickened,& the body feels more desire. You want to share your actual life with this person. And the balance becomes evident toward clarity...Now, there is no denial. Your heart is heavier,& abundantly free to give & receive. You are in love!!!! Note,that this was written on 3/18/09. 1st copy rights by author-Nessie Gray
Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2009 12:39 PM CST
Discovering Love
I thought giving up on love was what I had to do
Why not,too young,too old,too short,too tall-
maybe just nothing at all.
Some men didn`t want what I did,maybe they were rejected.
They may have been lost in the crowd,that and was`nt good for me
I seached too long,for just the right person-
I merely wanted to be connected.
Just when I was ready to throw in the towel& actually give up
There was a man, when I wasn`t really looking at all-
He was tall,and fair-very nice looking, and not what I expected.
An ordinary guy,sky blue eyes,dark hair,and he seemed sort of shy
But there he was,and I didn`t even have a picture to let him see me-
It was about what I said,and I didn`t feel at all rejected.
It didn`t take long to get to know him,and just knowing that
I could feel my heart pounding with anticipation,wanting more-
But nothing else seemed to matter, this was the real thing.
I was older than he,and that hadn`t matter to him,we just
enjoyed what we started to have,wanted each other,-and neither
wanted a fling.
I can imagine,his kisses will be as sweet as the words he speaks,
I have yet to let him hold me,but we said we`d never let each other go.Once he is with me,I`ll always want to be with him.
We both started with a dream,and sometimes they actally come true
So many plans,we`ll cherish the days we`ll have-
I`ve only to think,that we can be happy,just acting on a whim.
Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 6:28 AM CST
All Kidding Aside,Ma!We loved you anyway.
I have to admit,looking in the mirror,at 75 whole yrs.that I`ve been here,& wonder,as most of us women,sooner or later kind of turn into our mothers.Boy,did she use her charm,-Yeah,at every turn,to her advantage!! At the butchers,she`d curse at the government.But,at each holiday,she sang "God Bless America" the loudest of anyone...Never mind that she entered the U.S.of A.at 16,couldn`t speak English,but found work,in New York.Met a man,married him at 19,had a child,but the husband died.At the time they had moved to Detroit,Michigan.Her husband`s cousin was available,& she had an eye for him.She said one thing,& he told us another...She hid his coat,on a cold winter`s day-then married him.(need I say more)?While I was one of five,Pa never said much,she was the dominent one-got things done,though he`d never admit it.If there was a chance for money-there she was,no matter how little.During the prohibition,a lot of people were inspired to make liquor,of some kind.The bottles were hid under beds,& other places.Ma got her way,threatening Pa with a broom to eradicate the booze,if things did`nt go her way.Usually,not because she wanted her way,but because she was savy,& he had the devil may care attitude,that didn`t amount to much,but,at least had a good work ethic.Ma,also had boarders,& she chose the ones with good jobs,get them drinking,dancing,flipping quarters,nichols & dimes under my feet,while I danced,to the accordian,they played,& they had some joy,during dark days,before the great depression.I noticed that ,so much later,when they came to our new house.She`d tell them it was my birhday(give her something,poking her shoulder in their direction,& the winking of the eye thing)...and at the age of 5-10,how many birthdays could a little kid have?!Twenty dollars was a lot,but was immediately snached out of my hand."You too young"...Then,meals were always made for neighbors,when there was a death or celebration in someone`s family,-she had heart,too.But after a conversation she had with the mayor,9&usually she`d only deal with the top-brass...she had trees removed,& didn`t need the leaves.Imagine,taking all that trouble to rake leaves(that weren`t hers,to the neigbor`s front yard,because they belonged to them)& they should clean them up....again!!!!!She was diligent in every decision,she made.That was Ma.I copied the diligence,but I`m afraid that the deception was a little too much.God love her..just before she passed on,her words to us,(& all can remember):"just love each other".
Posted: Mon Mar 2, 2009 9:18 AM CST
Within A Person Is Value
Man invents himself,good or bad.Within society he cannot predict the end result of his future gains or losses.Hopefully his upbringing and his lifelong experiences will help his productivity.He also has to deal with his own obstacles and the consequence of his choices.Some of us choose to work on inner peace,& some have a devil-may-care attitude.-Which makes life easier? Some may choose to self-distruct,and wonder why they fail.All the species of the earth are both needy and resilient,gaining knowledge from only past mistakes,instead of thinking out an adverse effect.We need support and encouragement.To be loved,nurtured,and valued,or we lose whatever we gain.But we can survive,if one can constuct,not destruct......There is always room for change in wisdom and knowledge. Still some of us don`t learn the meaning of what adversity teaches.We stay out of touch with what is important,what`s respectful,& what love for mankind means.Don`t choose to be out of view,everyone is important and has the God-given right to be counted.Spread the word around:You have value.