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Hi Every one I am so Proud to Be a Uncle to my Nice Rosie well Rosie was Ment to Be Born on my Birthday 14 april 2012 she was Bron 1st May 2012 wow my sister was 9 Months Pregnant on my 30th Birthday 2012 well rosie Has been uncle Daves girl and I Love her to Bits what a Nice little Angel I have my girly Rosie Rose Bud xoxo Dave

Since writing about "Linda"...I have been to see her every day for its getting very near the end....She has shriveled down to nothing...Skin amd Bones...She doesnt open her eyes anymore...Her voice is a very high pitch ...And what she says cannot be understood ....Her Kidneys have shut down now amd they cant try to give her Liquids as she would drown..They say.......She would drown??!!!....For Christ Sakes!! That would be better to do that than for her to Suffer a slow agonizing death from starvation and Cancer!!!.....ITs Scary to look at someone whos cryibg out from deep inside themselves and they are not responding to what you say anymore.....Its sad that this is how we treat are fellow Human beings....Let them slowly die an agonizing Death While those who come who care the most are Horrified as to what they are seeing and Have to go Through....)We as Humans would not let an Animal suffer this way....Imagine your Dog or Cat is suffering..And you go and visit Him everyday and see the pain and him looking at you....Of course that will never be that way(You wouldnt stand for it would you?..Humanity wouldnt Stand for it.."Its the Humane thing to do".....But its not when it comes to Humans ..is it?..........To watch someone slowly die from Starvation ,,No Liquids and a slow killing desease that is Cancer....Goes against life itself.........According to the Nurse..She has 2 days to 2 weeks to live(If you want to call it that)......I get to go and watch what another day closer to dying looks like today......And yes...I do wish that she would just die....For all concerned..especially for her..............I dont want your Pity..Thats not what this is about....Its about Linda and all the Other Lindas out there.......Im positive if it was up to linda she would wanted to "Go" already....."Its not fair..Its not right"...Its a torture thats instilled on "Our Loved Ones" by Others...(Whoever they are)....And we allow them to do this.....And its awfully hard not to break down being a Man in front of other people........And the worst part for those who remain behind?...Were left with all these wonderful vivid memories of watching someone die ever so slowly every damned day til finally "They Are Taken".........This is the 1st time Ive gone through this....And it surely will be the Last........Youll never know the Horrors Ive been through till youve been through it yourself.....People in this condition should be allowed to go of their choosing....We wouldnt do this to an Animal......So tell me...."Whats is wrong here?"...............God?...Will you Please take her now?.................Please?..............

And this deal is way better than the alleged "Real Deal" at "Micky D's"! I speak of my family of 2 daughters and one son that have given me 4 delights. Yes, my G-kids!

Over the years I have seen my kids grow up, get their degrees, get married and make wonderful homes for themselves. So when I visit them the joy has multiplied because of the sweet pets and the gorgeous G-kids.

I walk in and they all swarm over me. It's as if I never moved away and I still see them daily. We can't get enough of each other. The kids walk to their little occupying stuff and they keep great conversations going. The little tykes walk all over me and hug me and move on to the next activity their little brains are thinking. The bigger G-kids sit next to me and cuddle under Gramps stinky armpits and we talk .... or maybe we won't talk. Does it matter? They're here and now and I am enjoying it as they are too, I am sure!

The animals are just as loving. Weenie the Dachshund hangs all over my feet. She's getting old now and her back is tormented by Rheumatism. The cat, Tommie, just meanders back and forth. Stepping on the keypad for a caress. And it's so funny! As I type right now he just cuddled up behind me and is snoozing!

What can I want more than their love for me and my love for them. I thank OUR Amighty God for everything HE gives me. And HE has given me alot!

One of my daughters has a mean dog but that's ok. This dog is completely loyal and guards the family well. I cannot say anything against this pet because he loves my family. His masters!! The 2 kids that grew up with him are so thankful for this dogs loyalty. So there, what more can I ask for. My family is safe!

My other daughter has a tiny little Chihuahua. I call her "Chaquita Chahooahooa". Silly me, but I love silly. My daughter at this home and I have a good laugh over all the silly.

I go back home tomorrow and I am already planing another visit and soon!

We talked nearly an hour on phone about cooking and how going to supermarket in the States is to oversea Vietnamese. Some how i m jealous of my buddy lol though feel happy for her. Here is her product

She gave up going to work and stays home as a housewife. Now she has plenty of time playing with our hobby of cooking, especially when her beloved husband loves everything she cooks. If only i were her, i would be so contented too lol. No need to worry about relations at work, no pressure, all is about love and care

Now i have not much free time and motivation to cook. Wish i could have someone to cook for and to see him enjoying my foods with love
Miss those days ...

When I was 23 I had reached the point where I was staring down in the abyss, and I saw that what I was becoming was my dad.
( !!! ).
I was given a book to read by a "friend", (Not that I Understood the concept of friendship at the time). That book helped me find the right road, (If indeed there is such a thing).
The book was called, " Adult Children Of Alcoholics and Other Dysfunctional Family's - by Janet G. Woititz ", and it was all about me.
It described in detail the behavior of my family and myself, the roles we took on or were given, and more importantly how to make the change to a healthier way of life .
Looking back I honestly think it was then that I finally realised I was not alone,( There are a lot of people out there who've been f*cked over by their own nearest and dearest), and there no such thing as "Normal" behavior.

To cut a long story just a bit short I Changed, (As stated elsewhere "An Easy thing to say But a hard Thing to do").
I no longer have any regrets about my past, no "what if's" or "maybe's" haunt me, ( "What if's" and "Maybe's "Could teach ghosts about haunting)
I have learnt a few true lesson in life, on how to cope when shit happens.
These are:
it's nothing personal.
Do your best to deal with the repercussions
Try to put it behind you as best you can
Move on with your life
and It's not your fault.

At age 25 I came down to Plymouth for aweekend to see a friend, here I met the lady who was to become my wife and never left,
She already had twin boys (6years old),( now in their 30's), A few years later we had a daughter, (now 21 who still lives at home and is doing a degree course at the Art college here in Plymouth).
As I have mentioned on my profile my wife became so seriously ill that I had to stop doing paid work and become her full time carer,
I kept my self busy by getting involved in my daughters primary school, ( I was Chairman of the P.T.A and a parent Governor),
I also did some volunteer work with the red cross
We had our problems as everybody does but I was happy with my life and the way it was going

My wife died almost 7 years ago now of an unrelated cancer, that came totally out of the blue.It was a bit like being hit by a train even though was no sign of the rails it ran on.

I grieved, I got better, and now am looking for someone to share the rest of my life with.

Now you may be wondering "Why the f*ck has he told me all this? I hardly know him"
Well it's my life. and maybe someone who reads this will take some comfort from the main message in it. "YOU ARE NOT ALONE"
Add to that,
I have nothing to hide and am serious in my intent. So lets just call it, (almost), full disclosure, On the grounds that if someone who reads this ends up being the one I am looking for
it's better they know what kind of lunatic they may be getting involved with.

But as I have said on my profile .......
"It's not that I don't Have emotional luggage, It's more of I have laundered it Ironed and folded it, And put it in the third draw down next to the one labelled Shirts!"

You don't really get to choose your relatives, but that is no reason to associate with them. Sometimes DNA explains a lot more than you might really want to know. It seems that the holidays brings out the greedy, gift mongers, from under all of the rocks and out of all of the caves, and down from all of the trees hereabouts.
This is why I sincerely believe in Sasquatch, some of them live in my family trees. And we won't even get started on the subject of their "off-spring", (HEAVY on the term OFF .) My relatives are so evil that they have even been thrown out of the county jail!
I've got a couple of female (and I use the term female VERY loosely) cousins that started into PMS at about ten years old, and have gone severely downhill from then on... of course their mothers, (all inlaws, everyone) turned up when the state of Oregon closed down all of the mental institutions. (something about budget cuts)
This year for Christmas, before giving any handouts, I have requested picture ID's and proof of DNA, just to be prudent. (Just because you show up covered with hair and mud doesn't prove anything...) And if you are packing a weapon you become highly suspect... of just about everything.
Well, enough of this holiday spirit stuff, I have to arm all of my booby traps, (for all of the little boobys...) I get a kick out of how they squeal when they fall into them...

Merry Christmas and to all a good night...

I have to admit,looking in the mirror,at 80 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.A.at 16,couldn`t speak English,but found work, sewing clothing,in New York.Met a man, & married him. 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, because 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 accordion 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 birthday. She`s poke them with her elbow, c*ck her head in my direction & say, "give here something, it`s her birthday".them wink at them...and at the age of 5-10,how many birthdays could a little kid have?-
!Twenty dollars was a lot,but it was immediately snached out of my hand, while she said "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, 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".

So, for the longest time I have been doing my best. In all things and aspects of life. I have given my all to everyone and everything I encountered. Not to say I didn't have my moments of selfishness and seclusion. I kept my faith, my love and my self esteem in check. I tried to find that inner peace in such a chaotic world outside and inside my home. I have tried my best for others to say it's not good enough. I sent my money to be paid to the bills and debts accrued under my name for the money to be selfishly spent on frivolous things and be told that it wasn't good enough. I have witheld my income to pay the debts myself to have games played and the money lost within those games to never be recovered. All I seek in this life is peace. I wish to have a family of my own someday no matter how selfish I've been told that is. Very recently I have been told by an emergency room that not only are the physical pains real but the emotional ones are real too. I have been told that I suffer from severe traumatic depression and PTSD induced by my prior relationship. I didn't want the violence. I didn't want the childish name calling and public outbursts of supposed affection that were only childish tantrums from a person who manipulated every one by playing the everything is ok card and when behind closed doors the hitting themselves and hurting everyone with words or physical acts. It scares me that for so long nobody believed it was happening. The same words would be said to me about how much I should try harder and do more. I was told that I was never supporting the other person. That they only supported themselves. Then I found out online that it was one of those things where they were gaining sympathy for something that wasn't happening. It broke my heart. It broke my soul. I helped raise two children who weren't even mine. Supporting their every need I possibly could. From the beginning there was talk of having more with me but because of a tubal ligation the year prior to us meeting, there would need to be a reversal done in order to achieve that goal. that's been hung over my head from the start just to be told everytime it came up that it was said just to keep me in the relationship. There have been many many arrests due to the violence and I have been hospitalized far too many times because of how I was raised to not hit those of the opposite side of the relationship. I have no clue what or why it all happened the way it always did. It got so bad the hospital gave me a social worker who told me to start filming everything because if I didn't it would be claimed like it has all along that it didn't happen. The last time I filmed it I was attacked so violently that I have internal bleeding and I will have permanent bite marks to the top of my skull in my hairline. I would have been arrested on the spot when the sheriff showed up if not for the sake of the video. I have tried for many years to peacefully go my separate way leaving every possession I have owned behind each and every time just to have to start over again. I wish nothing but peace in their life and the children's lives, because unfortunately I don't have the will to be beaten senseless anymore. I am ashamed of myself for allowing myself to be in this for so long. I only wanted peace out of life for everyone and everything around me. I do have my job. I will have to start over again with a home. And start again with another vehicle. But time will grant me those things as long as I keep to ky work. That's the only real thing I have in this world. My career. I can go anywhere and still have my trade. I just want to find peace in this world. Just peace. I wish nothing but peace upon anyone else who is hurt and feels like they are damaged because of their inability to free themselves of the pain of this world. It is a cruel place but I wish you all peace. Nothing but peace. Please remember that regardless of what others tell you, you are loved by someone somewhere. DJD