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It's funny that I say I have returned from vacation because in Bullhead City I am unemployed. But nevertheless time with my family and wonderful children and grandchildren was just to good to be true!! But it was!!

My son picked me up from the Rancho Cucamonga Metrolink station after getting off Amtrak (the railroad system). We hugged and took off for his home where I spent the day. I walked into his home and "Weenie", his Dachshund came smothering me with licks and love. Then "Tommy" his cat sauntered up to me and rubbed against me. It's as if they knew I have been gone for a longtime and they were glad to see me.

My Grandson Leo ran up to me and I picked him up and hugged hugged hugged him. He puckers his lips up real smoochy and he gave me a slobber kiss! Then my new Grandson was carried to me by his wonderful and precious mother, my gorgeous daughter-in-law, and I gave him a tender smooch on his cheek. He is now 2 months old.

I spent a wonderful day there and later on that evening I went to my sisters home. I was glad to see them. Merc, the younger one at 80 years old, was relieved. My arrival meant I would "sit" the older sister, Martha, who is 91 y.o. and she could kinda relax.

We sat and yakked and laughed at old times and ate and desserted (we're sweets freaks) and we "snoozle doozled". That's what we call napping while watching TV then we wake up and laugh at the silliness of all of us snoozle doozing and we have some more dessert.

My sisters are famous for not cooking. Neither one was ever talented in the culinary area but I have never been fussy in that area also. They had leftovers and I enjoyed them all.

Merc and I discussed their possible move since they are both so old that their home has become sort of a hassle in that it is too big to care for. Then there's the fact that our relatives are all old so they have no visitors because everyone stays home.

I know, your wondering why I don't help. My sisters, you see, are suspicious of everyone and since they have sizable savings they think they will be cheated "by someone". I have offered but their stubborness has taken control of their lives and they are too old to change. But we did discuss this and I know one day they will have to do something for their proper care. It will be too soon to ignore.

I walked my older sister and sat with her gabbing. She's 91 but she's not feeble. However, her stress and worries of life, whatever they were, have been too much for her and she has come down with Alzheimers.

I see the result of the loneliness, but they never will. So, they are caught in a web of struggle trying to maintain their life between themselves. And, again, age is closing in on them rapidly.

THEN!!!! My first daughter and her family from Oregon arrived and me and all the kids and grandkids laughed and ate and laughed some more and ate some more til it was finally time to get ready to go home.

Parting was sad but we know we will do this again and soon. My youngest daughter drove me home and she spent the weekend with me. This town is built up on the casino industry. SO!!! We went to the casinos where she and her pal spent the days flirting "with all the cute guys" and gambling. We ate and partied until that evening where I went to the club and listened to bands and danced.

My daughter and her pal continued to flirt and flirt some more. She filled me in on all the guys hitting on them on the way home to go to sleep and we had a good chuckle and we had one last meal.

The next morning we prepared for her departure. We ate breakfast and we promised that I would be seeing them again and soon. Finally it was time for her to go and much too soon. As she drove down the road and away from Poppa (me) I developed a lump in my throat.

Six hours later I called them all to see if they had arrived home safely and thy had with one more promise of getting together and soon.

Every year comes the pain of the Easter Rain. My sweet baby sister, Kelly died in my arms on my lap. She was two. I was five. I had protected her always but could not keep her alive. My parents partied and were passed out. I tried waking them. When I did it was too late she was gone by the time we got to the hospital.

My parents divorced and can't take seeing me. A reminder I imagine. So each Easter I get so damn depressed. I write her poems, I pray, I talk to her. I've talked to people who have lost ones yet nothing helps. I just want Easter to be over for the Easter Rain will go away.

I have another surgery coming in May and my biggest wish is to go be with her. Is there any of you that have any ideas or suggestions how I can feel better and cry less this Easter? Thank you! Blessings. Hugz & Peace, Pink.

I have decided and put in my will that when I pass away, it will not be a big deal. Meaning no celebration, no eulogy, no accounts and no gathering. Just a very silent but solemn prayers from my children. Cremate me and pour my ashes to the Ocean. Particularly at the foot of the Golden Gate Bridge. Well none of them want to agree with that but I told them my wishes anyway.

An acquaintance who is a pastor passed away and of course, I attended the service. What a mind changing experience. Most of the time we were made to laugh and cry and laugh and smile. I think I might just agree with the wishes of my children but I am not quite sold to that idea yet.

Anyone who wants to share their opinion on this thought is most welcome. Otherwise thanks for reading.

Have a good day.

Everyone kept looking and talking about them, more exactly about him. finally, they deserve what they have been longing for, true love and marriage life.

There she went my buddy, to the States, to her new home, new life. my heart nearly stopped beating when i listened to her husband's sharing and her stories of how they found and grew love from this website into a a realized dream, how they came to the believe that love is true. Every detail, everything happened as a heavenly magic.

It is true love that transforms people's lives. the real man makes other women envious of his woman instead of his woman to be envious of others. My buddy found him and when will I?

There are 2 schools of thoughts arguing within me now. 1 says just relax, let it come without notice, the other says stay away from non-marriage minded men. well, trying not to be so obsessed by finding love but the damn love-abundant heart keeps asking me the same old question again and again lol.

If there is a mighty power or positive energy surrounding me that is created by what I have generated into the universe, Please hear my prayer, my wish to bring us together as one forever :)

Wieder einmal neigt sich der Tag dem Ende zu und du bist auf dem Weg nach Hause. Du sitzt in derU-Bahn und Dir fallen all die Menschen auf die sich mögen.

Es passiert ganz plötzlich und ohne das Du etwas dagegen tun kannst.
Da ist der Mann der zärtlich die Hand seiner Freundin streichelt.
Da sind die beiden die sich an den Haltestangen der Bahn wie zufällig an einander reiben und sich verschämt umsehen.
Dort hinten sitzt der attraktive Mann der in Deine Richtung lächelt doch als Du gerade zurück Lächeln willst bemerkst Du die schlanke Frau neben Dir die leicht errötet und Du bist wieder Traurig.
Da ist das Pärchen auf der Bank gegenüber in der Ecke die sich leidenschaftlich küssen.

Dir fallen all die kleinen Zärtlichkeiten auf die Du nicht bekommst und dein Herz sehnt sich so sehr danach.
Als Du aus der U-Bahn Station steigst fällt Dir das alte Ehepaar auf das seit sich seit Ewigkeiten kennt und sich immer noch liebevoll in die Augen blickt, Dir fällt auf wie er Ihre zittrige schwielige Hand hält und Ihr stützend von der Bank aufstehen hilft. Dieses Gefühl was Du bei diesem Anblick spührst ist Einsamkeit und das Verlangen geliebt zu werden als ob es Deine erste Liebe gewesen wäre.

Liebe ist so etwas wunderbares das dich erfüllen kann und dich wieder lächeln läst.
Es ist dieses warme wunderbare Gefühl das dich überflutet wie eine Woge aus warmer Glückseligkeit und ein angenehmes Prickeln in Dir hinterlässt.

Sie ist die Sehnsucht die dich nicht mehr schlafen lässt und zu einer süßen Qual wird wenn dein geliebter sich auch nur einen Zentimeter von Dir entfernt.

Aber wie entsteht diese Liebe die Du doch so suchst ? Kannst auch Du Sie finden ?

Ich mag es Dir hier gerne einmal beschreiben.


Ein ganz wichtiger Teil dafür ist Deine Fantasie und Vorstellungskraft.

Denn das ist die Grundlage dafür sich vorstellen zu können wie der Partner aussehen könnte.

Wie sein Körper ist oder einfach nur wie er duftet.

Du wirst ihn spüren noch bevor Du ihn überhaupt gesehen hast. Deine Nase ist sehr wichtig. Schließe einfach mal Deine Augen und stelle Dir vor wie er aussehen könnte dann konzentriere dich und rieche
Denn jeder Mensch hat seinen eigenen Geruch. Je mehr ein Mensch zu Dir passt um so besser wird er für dich duften. Denke an die schönste Blume die Du je gesehen hast und fühle die Luft um dich herum denn dort in den vielen Gerüchen ist der eine der Deine Liebe ist.

Besonders gut riechen glückliche Menschen denn Ihr Körper sendet Duftstoffe aus die sich mit der Luft in der Umgebung mischen und so eine Atmosphäre des Wohlgefühls um sich erzeugen.

Du wirst wie ich riechen können ob vor 15 Minuten einglücklicher Mensch in diesem Raum gewesen ist.

Wie riechen glückliche Menschen tja das ist ganz einfach zu sagen Gut. Ich meine nicht das Deo sondern wenn jemand gut und freundlich ist strahlt der Körper Glückshormone aus die den ganzen Körper positiv beeinflussen und so auch für einen angenehmen Duft sorgen.

Für mich als Mann ist die Fantasie auch sehr wichtig.
Zum Beispiel regt meine Fantasie eher eine schlanke und zarte Frau an die ein niedliches aussehen hat.
Aber das ist bei jedem anders und hat viel mit den persönlichen Erfahrungen zu tun.

Wenn du die Natur liebst kannst Dir zum Beispiel vorstellen wie Du an einem Lagerfeuer sitzt und Ihr die Wärme spührst die von dem Feuer ausgeht. Du hörst das knistern des brennenden Holzes und riechst die Abendluft und den Rauch der sich darin mischt. Es ist ein Sommerabend und Du und dein Partner haben kein Oberteil an. Ihr schwitzt ein wenig und euer Duft vermischt sich auf angenehme Art mit der Abendluft.

Leicht streicht der Wärme Sommerwind über Eure Körper und hinterlässt eine angenehme Kühle.
Das Lagerfeuer lässt Eure Haut leicht schimmern Ihr seht Euch in die Augen und wisst das da jemand ist der Euch liebt.

Fortsetzung folgt...

What I think about God.
Tell me honestly, you know actually what we got for a great God?

This God created humans with a single set, this God whose Macht is so huge that he thought through you at the Sub molecular level which was a task every atom in your interior. That God who the command gave your heart to beat to bring blood to your organs. This God said let there be and which already planned everything so that you're there and you're what you are namely the most wonderful man of all time that God loves you so personally he created friends for you the air you to the need to breathe, friends flowers gives you growing and beguile you with their scent. God cares for you. If God has created everything now why it's so hard to see it? Because you're distracted by so many things. Look but you find your day's times on how little you get with the works of God?

Every tree and every flower every bird's calls to: "how glorious is Allah! Look at me and see the hand of God. ??"

So as God created you, you're his masterpiece.
Even though you may not believe it so this incomparably great God longs Yes friends for you personally.

You would you even after your child crave that you "created with your partner"?

Just that it's so that God's first gave the opportunity to do so. God created us should we then not long after our father?
God is himself the smartest person in 1000 life so powerful and so there's nothing like knowing that only capture a fraction of God is how wise could.
Know when man deciphered the DNA of Meschliche and finally what it consists and has to mean what you knew since you were taken. But how big is God if he would just say it'll be and whoosh of the body was finished and whose interaction is considerably more complex than the human DNA.


That's what I think out of all my heart about God.



Original German version below :


Was ich über Gott denke.
Sag mal ehrlich weist Du eigentlich was wir für einen großen Gott haben ?


Dieser Gott der mit einem einzigen Satz den Menschen schuf, dieser Gott dessen Macht so gigantisch ist das er dich auf submolekularer Ebene durchdachte der jedem Atom in deinem Inneren eine Aufgabe gab. Jener Gott der deinem Herzen den Befehl gab zu schlagen um deine Organe mit Blut zu versorgen. Dieser Gott der sagte ES WERDE und der alles schon plante damit es Dich gibt und Du das bist was Du bist nämlich der wunderbarste Mensch aller Zeiten dieser Gott liebt dich so persönlich das er für dich die Luft schuf Dir Du zum atmen brauchst, Dir Blumen schenkt die für Dich wachsen und Dich mit ihrem Duft betören. Gott sorgt für Dich. Wenn doch Gott nun alles geschaffen hat warum ist es denn so schwer es zu sehen ? Weil du durch so viele Dinge abgelenkt bist. Schau Dir doch deinen Tag mal an fällt Dir auf wie wenig Du von den Werken Gottes mitbekommst ?

Jeder Baum und jede Blume auch jeder Vogel ruft Dir zu: "wie herrlich ist doch Gott !!! Sieh mich an und erkenne die Hand Gottes. ??"

So wie Gott dich geschaffen hat bist Du sein Meisterwerk.
Auch wenn Du es nicht glauben magst so sehnt sich doch dieser unvergleichlich große Gott nach Dir ja Dir ganz persönlich.

Würdest Du dich nicht auch nach deinem Kind sehnen das Du mit deinem Partner "geschaffen" hast ?

Nur das es so ist das Gott Dir erst mal die Möglichkeit dazu gab. Gott schuf uns sollten wir uns dann nicht nach unserem Vater sehnen ?
Gott ist so mächtig und so unvergleichlich allwissend das selbst der klügste Mensch im 1000 Leben nur einen Bruchteil dessen erfassen könnte wie klug Gott ist.
Weist Du als der Mensch die Meschliche DNA entschlüsselte und endlich wusste aus was Sie besteht und was Sie zu bedeuten hat da waren Sie ergriffen. Aber wie groß ist doch Gott wenn er einfach nur sagen müsste ES WERDE und schwupp war der Körper fertig und dessen Zusammenspiel ist deutlich komplexer als die menschliche DNA.

Das ist das was ich aus tiefstem Herzen über Gott denke.

My only daughter has returned to Tennessee! Eight months pregnant, so I get to be there for the birth. Actually was in the hospital all night Friday night with contractions but was sent home. Could be anytime.she needs everything almost..but, I am so delighted she calls Tennessee her home. Her Real home!!?

My dad’s girlfriend is history. On Sunday, while my sister took her on a tour through the garden, I happened to find myself in the bedroom where she left her handbag. This was by sheer coincidence. She had been very careless. Her handbag was open and her ID book had slipped out.

I used my phone to take a snap of the contents. To prevent people from snooping in her bag, I put her ID book back in the bag and closed it. Now, was that not very thoughtful of me?

With her ID details in our possession, we learned that she was using her middle name. Not too out of the ordinary, but we also learned that she used a different surname. That was suspicious enough. Well, so we thought.

No sooner were they gone before we climbed on Internet. My sister logged on to the credit bureau with her employer’s password. She got permission to do it – providing we pay the normal fee. A credit check revealed that the strange surname that she used was her maiden name. We still had nothing on her. And then we hit the dirt under the section on spouse details. Spouse details? Yep, there was a husband.

My sister called the husband, pretending to be a friend, asking to talk to his wife. He said that she’s visiting her mother and should be home in about an hour or so. When asked where the mother was, the answer came as no real surprise. She was in the same retirement village as my father. Bingo!

We decided to pay my father a surprise visit, hoping that she would still be there. Alas, she had left, but when we presented my father with the evidence, he admitted to ‘helping’ her few times with her car installments. He said that she promised him that she will pay him back. Like hell she would. Well, she is going to do it now. I’ll see to it. My father was wise enough to make electronic payments directly into her banking account.

Anyway, not too much damage done and my dad is fine; only a bit pissed off with himself. If anything, this episode just brought the three of us closer – if that was possible at all. For the first time ever, he discussed his will and his financial position with us. No nasty surprises there.

I took him to the airport last night. He’s going to visit an old friend in Gauteng. No, he won’t be asking her to marry him, but I suppose hoping can do no harm.

I can understand why most of you thought that I’m meddling in my father’s private affairs. I would probably have said the same if it was not my father. It is easy to talk when the problem is not close to home but I’m sure that if it was your father, you would have acted the same as we did. Blood is thicker than water.


Sit tight! Tomorrow is Friday!

I love mixed babies.i wish one day to have mixed babies.

So hi just find out my daughter is pregnant am so stress out an sad my head is killng an she is sixteen but God knows best I was writing the blog to ask who is reading this if they have any second hand baby clothes that they don't want an Can give me I would really appreciate it have a lovely weekend everyone ps