Some one very dear to me has this Quote on their page and it means the world to me.....
" If you believe in forever-then a lifetime is but a one night stand ".........
TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS,
HE LIVED ALL ALONE,
IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OF
PLASTER AND STONE.
I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY
WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE,
AND TO SEE JUST WHO
IN THIS HOME DID LIVE.
I LOOKED ALL ABOUT,
A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE,
NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS,
NOT EVEN A TREE.
NO STOCKING BY MANTLE,
JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND,
ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES
OF FAR DISTANT LANDS.
WITH MEDALS AND BADGES,
AWARDS OF ALL KINDS,
A SOBER THOUGHT
CAME THROUGH MY MIND.
FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT,
IT WAS DARK AND DREARY,
I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER,
ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY.
THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING,
SILENT, ALONE,
CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR
IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME.
THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE,
THE ROOM IN SUCH DISORDER,
NOT HOW I PICTURED
A UNITED STATES SOLDIER.
WAS THIS THE HERO
OF WHOM I'D JUST READ?
CURLED UP ON A PONCHO,
THE FLOOR FOR A BED?
I REALIZED THE FAMILIES
THAT I SAW THIS NIGHT,
OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE SOLDIERS
WHO WERE WILLING TO FIGHT.
SOON ROUND THE WORLD,
THE CHILDREN WOULD PLAY,
AND GROWNUPS WOULD CELEBRATE
A BRIGHT CHRISTMAS DAY.
THEY ALL ENJOYED FREEDOM
EACH MONTH OF THE YEAR,
BECAUSE OF THE SOLDIERS,
LIKE THE ONE LYING HERE.
I COULDN'T HELP WONDER
HOW MANY LAY ALONE,
ON A COLD CHRISTMAS EVE
IN A LAND FAR FROM HOME.
THE VERY THOUGHT
BROUGHT A TEAR TO MY EYE,
I DROPPED TO MY KNEES
AND STARTED TO CRY.
THE SOLDIER AWAKENED
AND I HEARD A ROUGH VOICE,
'SANTA DON'T CRY,
THIS LIFE IS MY CHOICE;
I FIGHT FOR FREEDOM,
I DON'T ASK FOR MORE,
MY LIFE IS MY GOD,
MY COUNTRY, MY CORPS.'
THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER
AND DRIFTED TO SLEEP,
I COULDN'T CONTROL IT,
I CONTINUED TO WEEP.
I KEPT WATCH FOR HOURS,
SO SILENT AND STILL
AND WE BOTH SHIVERED
FROM THE COLD NIGHT'S CHILL.
I DIDN'T WANT TO LEAVE
ON THAT COLD, DARK, NIGHT,
THIS GUARDIAN OF HONOR
SO WILLING TO FIGHT.
THEN THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER,
WITH A VOICE SOFT AND PURE,
WHISPERED, 'CARRY ON SANTA,
IT'S CHRISTMAS DAY, ALL IS SECURE.'
ONE LOOK AT MY WATCH,
AND I KNEW HE WAS RIGHT.
'MERRY CHRISTMAS MY FRIEND,!
AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT.'
This poem was written by a Marine.
I got this email the other day......the sender told me I am their Spice of Life.....and it reminded me of the people I surround myself with....
SPICE OF LIFE
1 CUP FRIENDLY WORDS
2 HEALING CUPS UNDERSTANDING
4 HEAPING TEASPOONS OF TIME AND PATIENCE
PINCH OF WARM PERSONALITY
DASH OF HUMOR
SPICE OF LIFE
INSTRUCTIONS FOR MIXING
MEASURE THE WORDS CAREFULLY
ADD HEAPING CUPS OF UNDERSTANDING
USE GENEROUS AMOUNTS OF TIME AND PATIENCE
COOK ON FRONT BURNER
KEEP TEMPERATURE LOW—DO NOT BOIL
ADD DASH OF HUMOR AND A PINCH OF WARM PERSONALITY
SEASON TO TASTE WITH SPICE OF LIFE
SERVE IN INDIVIDUAL MOLDS
ENJOY!!!!
Life is short,
Break the rules,
Forgive quickly,
Kiss slowly,
Love truly,
Laugh uncontrollably,
And never regret anything that made you smile.
A dear friend has reminded me this morning to be careful what I wish for.......
Indeed.....you should be extreamly careful what you wish...all wishes are granted. Now how they come about isn't always the way you want.
You may get more than you wish for....or you may get more than you bargained for.
I am very careful of my wishes these days *winks*
Well I talked to Grandpa today. He sounds terrible. He went the other day and they drained over a quart of fluid off his lungs. They put a port in him so it would be easier to poke him. He said that he lost 10lbs in one day. He didn't sound very good ........while talking to him his words got all jumbled up and he sounded like he was drunk. I had to choke back my tears and tell him I would see him Sunday and I had to get off the phone.
You know, even through this he talks like its just another day and just what we do......*smiles to self* I think thats where I get it. Its just part of living and dying. I love him more than anything in this damn universe.....Just having selfish thoughts of keeping him here.
I am thankful that i have had all my life with him. And I am also thankful that my boys will be able to look back when they are adults and have memories of being down at the country with "Grandpa w/ no bellybutton"....lol
(thats another story)
Fuck Fuck Fuck......
Thursday afternoon the doctors called my Grandfather....things don't look so great for him.
Turns out that his lungs have filled back up with fluid faster than expected.......
So now he has gone for 4 months to fucking day by fucking day.....
He went Friday to have his lungs drained......I will call him today and see how it went..
Ok.......it is what it is....just gonna have to deal with it...
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LIFEBLOOD
12:34 Jan 13 2008
I love you.....more