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Today has been an extraordinary day for me. 15 years ago I was found by my birth family related on my Mother's side. The reunion has been incredible and the friendships have improved daily.

This morning I got my Ancestry DNA results sent to me and I now have found my birth Father and he is still alive!! I have 5 biological siblings on my Father's side. They are going to have a conference call this evening to discuss the best way to break it to my Father as he is 90 years old.

I spoke to my half Brother Keith and he said he had goosebumps. I exchanged e-mails with my Sister Caroline on Ancestry and she said her heart was pounding.

I now have the 1 Brother I was raised with, 7 half Brothers and Sisters on my Mother's side and 5 half Brothers and Sisters on my Father's side. That's a total of 13 Brothers and Sisters.

If you look far and wide enough anything is possible.

Like I say, it's been an extraordinary day !!!

A baby girl was born Wednesday in the toilet paper aisle of a Walmart in Springfield, Missouri to the cheers of customers rushing to stockpile on basic necessities in the midst of the coronavirus pandemic.


Store manager Jessica Hinkle told local news outlet KY3 that the woman had told employees Wednesday that her water broke while in the toilet paper aisle. Hinkle then held up a sheet for privacy while a labor nurse who happened to be in the store and Springfield firefighters helped the woman deliver her baby in just 45 minutes.

“We were like what do we do now? Another lady comes around the corner and she says ‘I’m a labor nurse, can I help?’ and we said yes, yes please. She had gloves in her pocket she was ready,” Hinkle said.

Customers in the Walmart clapped as the woman and her baby were wheeled out of the store on a stretcher and taken in an ambulance to the hospital.

“You know a feel good moment, everybody’s going through so much and with a baby it’s like everything comes full circle.”

Hinkle said she spoke to the woman on Thursday and both her and the baby are doing well.

If you loves your furry friend the bottom of there mouths and the hairs along its mouth lips carry alot of germs which you should clean after each meal more so if they are fed canned food and meats, dry foods are safer of course a mild soap and water on a sponge does wonders for there happiness as a reminder a crying sounds from canines doesnt mean they just want to go outside they feel pain headaches body achs etc etc
And in times of like today a small effort to ease ones stress.

After several attempts at a house closing and getting all the documents signed, the city required a Re-Occupancy inspection. The purpose was to certify that a single-family was clearly that and matched the county documents. The inspectors visit was NOT looking for code inspection unless something was added to the dwelling (as in an efficiency apartment, another bathroom or added kitchen... however the inspector had failed me because I replaced a metal roof screened patio with a metal roof screened patio and didn't pull a permit. The laundry area had some makeshift drain pipe and the electric was mounted to a metal panel. We repeated his scope (according to city ordnance) wasn't for the patio as a permit was pulled for that structure more than 40 years ago. He left me alone on that issue but didn't like the washer/dryer installation. We disconnected the pipe and electrical and on his return, I got the approval.

Now, it's in the hands of the title company to schedule the closing.

Several trips back and forth removing everything... furniture, hobby and personal items.
What I couldn't sell or store was given away. I bought some time by filling 10 stackable heavy-duty bins that my neighbor agreed to keep in his patio and every weekend, I'll pull out a bin or two as I'm NOT going to drag everything to my condo.

This gives me time to sort and decide the fate of my family junque that I've been keeping for so many years.

I'd like to thank the City of North Miami for weekly trash pickup and Home Depot for the box of 32 contractor size garbage bags. Actually, I'm into a 2nd box now.

I am often reminding myself how lucky I have been to still have my parents as I approach my 70th year. Lord I don't feel 70. It's getting harder to focus on how lucky I am as I watch Dad's disease kill him oh so slowly. It's no fun either to watch my Mother fade away in grief. Hospice was called yesterday, this will be my first experience with "End of Life" care which I actually suck at.

I actually did not live with my parents for much of my childhood so I'm not affected as harshly as my baby sister & brother. The two babies grew all the way up with Mom and Dad, so the loss is killing them much harder. I'm more ready to let go because I would not want to be alive in his condition. I could call a Mercy Death if it were up to me but most of my family members wouldn't understand. They want to keep the body alive no matter what. I have no problem honoring their wishes and not saying how I feel.

I have a DNR on myself so I shouldn't ever get to the place of where Dad is and hopefully I can avoid my children seeing me in AS sad a condition as I see my Daddy in. All recognition is gone from his eyes.

Two sides to the same coin, one is the bright side and the other dark. Mostly the coin lands on the bright side but sometimes it doesn't.

I don't need condolences as I am not grieving but feel free to share your experience if you had one with Hospice?

I love browsing in second hand book shops. I bought a book about magic and was leafing through it one night when I inadvertently evoked a demon from the underworld. It said it had come to carry out my bidding, but I couldn't think of anything for it to do. Actually, there are lots of little things that I would like doing, but, apparently, tidying up and going over my place with a duster lack the necessary element of evil that the demon requires of any task it is asked to perform. I told the demon I would give the matter some consideration and let it know if I thought of anything suitable for it to do. In the meantime, the demon asked where it might reside while waiting to be told my bidding. It has to be somewhere very hot, so I agreed to let it temporarily possess my central heating boiler. I really am going to have to think of an evil task for the demon to perform so that it will return to the underworld. It's nothing personal, it's just that it's playing havoc with my thermostat settings; it's like a furnace in here now.

I remember the first time I apologized, I was just a kid. I was a few years old, I made a mistake towards someone (I don't remember everything exactly). My mother came to me and said "apologize" At first I thought it was a joke and I wanted to leave, but my mom stopped me and said "don't go anywhere until you apologize" then I felt like as I would press my soul, it was so hard for me to say those words, to apologize. But my mother was there and she kept telling me to apologize. At one point I said in my mind "if this is what they want me to do, I will do it ..... I don't think I will die .... there are just some words" AND here I am saying it "I ask you forgive me, I didn't want to do that, I promise it won't happen again, please forgive me "The words my mother urged me to say and I repeated it. Now here I am at the age of 31, and every time I make a mistake, no matter how small it may be, I feel the need to apologize. But in my life I have met people who have never apologized, do not know how to do it and do not want to do it. At one point, a person like this made a big mistake about me, and a few days later he told me ... "don't expect me to apologize because it won't happen never, if you want to forgive me do this ... if not, this is your problem, I will not apologize ".... And honestly I am, sometimes I sit and think ...... If this kind of People, they can't apologize to another man. How will they apologize to God when they reach the next Judgment ... ??? !!!