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Sayings I Like
- "LIFE REWARDS ACTION"
- "IT ISN'T YOUR ABILITIES THAT MAKE YOU WHAT YOU ARE; IT'S YOUR CHOICES"
- "WE ARE CONTINUALLY PRESENTED WITH GREAT OPPORTUNITIES BRILLIANTLY DISGUISED AS UNSOLVABLE PROBLEMS"
- "WHAT LIES BEHIND ME OR WHAT LIES AHEAD OF ME ARE SMALL MATTERS COMPARED TO WHAT LIES WITHIN ME"
- "FAILURE IS MERELY THE OPPORTUNITY TO BEGIN AGAIN MORE INTELLIGENTLY"
- "OBSTACLES ARE WHAT YOU SEE WHEN YOU TAKE YOUR EYES OFF YOUR GOALS"
My Favourite Scripture
24 But the ship was now in the midst of the sea, tossed with wavesfor the wind was contrary.
25 And in the fourth watch of the night (between 3:00 and 6:00 AM) Jesus went to them, walking on the sea.
26 And when the disciples saw him walking on the sea, they were troubled, saying, It is a spirit; and they cried out for fear.
27 But straightway Jesus spake unto them, saying, Be of good cheer; it is I; be not afraid.
28 And Peter answered him and said, Lord, if it be thou, bid me come to thee on the water,
29 And he said, Come. And when Peter was come down out of the ship, he walked on the water, to go to Jesus,
30 But when he saw the wind boisterous, he was afraid; and beginning to sink, he cried, saying, Lord, save me.
31 And immediately Jesus stretched forth his hand, and caught him, and said unto him, O thou of little faith, wherefore didst thou doubt?
Odd word it is. Catching a break, a breaking heart, a break (as in a rest).
My one little happiness that I’ve been clinging to, gone. Friday is apparently my last day at the library job I was enjoying. I guess I’m just not that bright. I thought I was doing a good job. I must have misunderstood. I thought they were going to cut my hours back in the fall, not cut them entirely.
Can’t seem to catch a break. I think I need a break from life.
What do I say? Maybe just that some days I could do with out.
Not the days I work at the library, those are good days. I love books, they have ever been my friends, friends in a world that understands me, accepts me, helps me. As a child they were never too busy to answer my questions, over and over if I needed to hear them over and over.
Now we ask Google, but when I was growing up, it was books that had the answers
Pojke, our deaf dog has been having seizures, about a month apart, a month or two ago. Then he had two in a row last night. I didn’t need to go to work today which was a small blessing as none of us got much sleep.
I remember times out a horseback and seeing smoke. It always scared the beans out of me, afraid I wouldn’t get back to the trailer in time.
This was just a couple miles south of where I live now on some friends grass today, not far from where I walk the dogs.
There is actually something really nice about being alone; I think it’s the freedom. A person can run around naked in the house if they want (that’s not me but I do like running around in underwear if I so choose), eat what you want, sleep when you want, and no interruptions if you’re in the middle of something.
I suppose a person might go looney if they were alone all the time. Trying to look on the positive side of being married to a truck driver. Have to say I miss my cowboy though and our days out on the prairie, still.
The prairie is looking pretty dry and mostly dormant which is normal for this time of year. The grass gets most of its growth (I think around 80%) before the first of July and then it kind of sleeps thru the hot months of July and August. There is a shorter push of growth before the cold of winter sets in. Most of the later growth goes into the root systems to give the plant reserves of strength to start it’s growth in spring.
All nature is very cyclic and I find that comforting even though the heat, bugs and spear grass of August makes it my least favorite month.
Soon the feeling in the air will change and it will be autumn, which is my favorite time of year, the abundance of the harvest and Christmas to plan for.
I’ve come to realize the good thing about living in a basement apartment- I can’t hide there. I think I used to hide on the prairie, hide in a herd of cows, hide in the middle of 40,000 acres.
Because the basement is not that great of a place to be it’s forced me to get out and be around people more. I think it’s been good for me. I feel more confident in an odd sort of way.
People actually treat me like they like me. Wow, kind of surprises me. So there is something good about the basement.