This was really good and such an important take on Mister Roger's. You know, I was fortunate to be able to stay at home with my children. My last child, a girl, now 23 would not have her Mom working. I breast feed and she refused the breast milk out of the bottle it had to come from the real thing. So my babysitter, who of course was a relative, no one else brave enough to conquer babysitting my little one, decided it would be best if I quit. She was wasting her money on gas to deliver Kim to me to breast feed in the breakroom. So we spent many an afternoon watching Mister Rogers and Sesame Street. The most memorable ones is when Mister Rogers brought out his photo album and shared with us his marriage. On Sesame street the store clerk, I think passed away, and they were all so sad and they showed us how to deal with grief. Yes, since I was an only child I did more playing with my children than I did when I was a child. We had a good time and I don't regret it!
Diane
Keep writing...you are good.
I can only imagine. My depression keeps me as you are now and the pain is unbearable. I don't won't to move. My hands get numb. My feelings are about the same.
I lost my job at a Camp and Conference Center in 2004 because my husband had a near fatal car accident and was hospitalized for a month. He also caught a STAPH infection in the hospital so there was just no way I could go back to work. Tim also had a coal mining accident at work about 3 years prior to that accident and broke his back. He lives in constant pain. My boss, at the camp and conference center for the Episcopal Chuch, is an Episcopal priest. He didn't come to the hospital nor did he engaged in a phone call. He could've cared less except for the fact that I wasn't at work. There's names for people like that! Anyway, this all added to Tim's pain so with what you've been through you know I am not married to the same man. He weighted 155 when we married, he weighs 250 now! I have been with him though through thick and thin. Fighting Social Security and Workman's Comp! After eight years of being a faithfull employee I became nothing to the camp where I was Office Manager and some said, "The angel of Camp McDowell." So I went into a deep dark depression. I'm still there although this site helps!
My sister in law, a close friend, and some of my students have Fibromyalgia. Yes, students, Water Aerobic. If they don't come to class they usually have a hard time walking. So if you can really try and find some water. Just walk back and forth accross the pool. Hang on a noodle in the deep end and let gravity help you get those muscles loosen up. I've heard that when you have this you have a film around your muscle and if you could break that film it would make you feel better. I just heard this from one of my students that have it so I don't know this to be fact but I do know my Water class helps lots of sickness.
You should be on social security though and your letter was wonderful. This should be read not only for people who live in pain but those of us who live with someone in pain so that we can know how they feel. The letter was written just down to earth with the facts given to back up what you wrote. God did not create this to happen to you but since it did he would plan that something great and wonderful would come out of it maybe to start some kind of support group for people who have your diease. I always know that God doesn't plan for these things but gives us opportunities to make good out of bad.
Love always,
Diane
People love me and my personality but I don't like me. I think with all that I've been through the self esteem thing is just broken down. I feel like most people I've met who are abusers have taken little bits and pieces of me and laid them out to dry with nothing attached to me. If you pulled on the bag I carry full of writings, scrapbooking, etc. you see pictures of me and how I live. There are places you can read and look at and oh, how my animals love them. They are my salvation. I've got to be in church and with God on my spiritual level where I can feel the uncontional love. That's how dogs love, like God does with nothing but unconditional love. God created Dogs, instead of Mothers, to be with us during these hard times. My little Jack Rusell Terrier and my daughter and son are my blessings. I love them all so deeply.
Have a wonderful day. Watch for stars. Colors and feelings help with love on days I don't feel. My daughter is moving back home. I hope my hubby can find it in his heart to let her stay unptstairs and not bother her. It will be nice to have a frikend.
Diane
Oh, I am so thankful that by knowing your birthday is tomorrow that I was lead to your beautiful story of life that is so full of soul and heartbreak. Your ability to keep going where some of us would just fall down and wallow in self pity you are a rock. What we in the south call Steel Magnolia's. Yes, you are one of us. You are the Family of Man. What we all have in common in this life. A sorrow so deeply inbeded in our souls that the only way to let it out is to write. I am so touched by this and I plan to come and visit your port more often. God has a funny way of putting us together. I invite you to read some of my stories and poems. They to are writings from the heart.
I wish you the best. Your writing is great. It needs to be read over and over again to prove to us all that there is always hope. My holidays are filled with births and because of your writing I am giving thanks for them right now. My sister in law was born around Thanks giving, Nov. 26, I was born Nov. 21. My son, Dec. 23, my daughter, Dec. 13 and my Mother in Law-Dec. 25. I am thankful for them all. Although my sister in law is fighting fibromyalgia. My mother in law is married to a porn addict. My son is incarcerated. My daughter is 23 and moving home. We all have histories to overcome but we will.
Diane
Hi long lost but not forgotten friend of mine! This is a great poem. I love the ryhming of the poem. You know I've never tried doing that but I've heard you can go online to some dictionary thingy to do that but knowing you, I know you didn't cheat and it natually came to you. I want you to read my Tupelo Outhouse but not yet. I entered it in a contest but I really need to shorten it some and leave some of the descriptions for other stories. I think my book will be named: Northern Born but Southern Bred by the Grace of God! The short story I wrote is kinda what I want to put in my book.
So good to meet you once again. You are progressing so well. I don't even consider you a newbie now! I'm helping one and she is so good. cbrown is her email, Chrystal is her name, and I think her port is Dreamer 2. It's good to help someone! How's the ex hubby and little girl? You are so good to help. I would too.
Diane
I just loved this poem so much because there is nothing like going home to see Mama with the kids in tow. You did a marvelous job on showing us how this takes place in generation after generation. The same thing happens again and again. Just like the story you read about my Great Grandmother's home in Tupelo. It started there then to my Grandmother's house, then to Mom's house with my own children. I am glad you were inspired to write this and share with others.
Diane
This is really good and I plan on coming back again and again so that I can make my writing the best it can be. There is nothing better than me writing a piece that is like the story telling that I love so well. The next best thing is reading. I love to read and will read just about anything. I just finished "The Secret Life of Bee's" and now I am reading "On Writing" by Stephen King! I am glad I've met you and plan on bookmarking this site so I can visit.
I learned a lot of things like that from my Mother. Did you know I found out I was illegitamate by accident. I went with her to the hospital. She was feeling out the forms while she answered her questions. Have you ever been marriend, Miss Strickland? No. Do you have any children? Yes. My heart fell to the ground. I don't think I've retrive it as of yet. It saddens me to think that she never told me the truth. I hurt from that and my girlfriend is doing the same thing to her daughter but she says no it won't hurt their relationship because they are so close. So was me and my mother and I found this out at 49, I was devestated. The truth from the beginning would have been better. Now my friend is going to have another baby. Paula, the daughter she lied to is nine years old. No Father again. Do you think she is beginning to see a pattern. Then of course my Mom was hard core...Don't have any children, I won't take care of them... Don't come in here preganant before you are married... No, sl----- around and getting that way, I won't have anything to do with them...self righteous, amen. It hurts. Everyone knew but me! Sometimes all we have is our Mother's blood!
Diane
I am going to check this out all the way. I am much like you an Alabama girl. I have so much to write about but I am also again, like you, ADHD or whatever I have so many projects that I have to relaly concentrate on one thing at a time. It's the only way to ever have something published. I want to so bad and now it has become a doing. My Mother doesn't understanded!
Oh, well such is the life of a writer. I am proud that you really are t
Excellent! I loved it. The ryhyme is so important and so very good in what you've done with it here in this poem. On top of being excellent it touches on a dide of depression as we've felt it before but this time captured with words.
Keep writing. You are good! Since you are a Newbie you may want to join the group for Newbies. It's great and helps show you around the site.
This is the first reading in a very long time that I would consider that it gave me an old-fashion hymn. I, if I were you, would consider sending it in for a practice level to put to music. Have you ever noticed that all the real hymns were usually written before the 1600-1800's. I don't get on a soap box....but I do when it is my friend.
Take care,
Diane
I kept seeing the sponsered item at the top of the page. Unknowing at what the result would be...ummm book covers aren't just for gathering dust. As I kept by passing the sponsered item all kinds of thoughts came through my mind. Is this about a book cover that students in school put on their books to keep them clean so that they won't have to buy them at the end of the semster? What could it be about? Homemade book covers made out of newspaper. Perhaps book covers made out of old wallpaper. Not once did I think of an actual Book cover and like you said they are so important. It gives me an inkling to what's inside the book. I'll give you an example because most of the time I try my best to keep my book covers on the books. Why? Not to protect the book from dust but because it gives me an insight about the book without having to glance through it to find certain items about the book. Okay, the book Phenomenon by sylvia Browne. Inside the cover: Atlantis-Where did it go and when will it return? Ghosts-Who are they? Numerology-How does this affect us? All of this I wouldn't know about the book except that it has the wonderful book cover that I plan to keep. I like to read what other books the author has wrote and a picture of them on the book cover. You got all of this conveyed in your writing on book covers. The thing that touched me was about the bookstores. Oh, how I loved the old book stores. Reminds me of the movie "You've Got Mail." The Book store around the corner that had been in business for years. Replaced by a huge bookstore. It's just like these big chains of Home Depots taking over the Ma and Pa hardward stores. Go ask a bookstore, a small one about a classic and they know it and they've probably read it. Go to a little hardware store. Yes, they have a three quarter pipe for plumbing. Home Depots high school part timer? A what? Pipe, what's that?
Well, I've bored you enough. I only dream to be a published author one day and you are one! I am honored to review your work.
That was a great poem about a very difficult subject: War. I just can't imagine that war is good for anything. I remember John Lennon's song: Imagine and think to myself if we didn't have religion there would probably be no wars. Although I am a Christian most of the wars that we have are all based on religion. I wish they would take the Bible and see how much Jesus hated wars. They just cause death and destruction and it will last for generations. Orphans and such. You did an excellent job with your wording. Keep writing.
Diane
Your work does sound a lot like mine. I'm going to write an essay on camping. I did quite a bit of it when the children were small. Talk about a job...you are right...work, work, work. Then when you get home it still isn't done because then you have to go through the piles and I mean piles of dirty and I mean dirty, really dirty clothes. That's not counting the camping trips that I took with the in-laws or should I say they became out-laws. Nothing like a good camping trip to see if everyone is compatibable!
Diane
Very good and very true, although I don't carry a minature fan with me. I got some Perrier' can't spell, water that is in an aresol can (excuse me environmentalists, even though to some extent I am one), and spray it when a hot flash comes. Then I just look politely at others and say "This is what the stars do to set their perfect Hollywood make-up." As far as the biofocals I buy lots of dollar store eyeglasses. When someone new has them on and ask the question "Why do we need these as we get older?" I reply "because our lenses in our eyes are hardening preparing for death!" Watch people scatter all over the place screaming "Do you have to put it that way?" Back to your writing...it was excellent. I love the way you used the web MD. It's like you go there then you find all kinds of other things wrong with you! You did a great job.
I wish you would review my last writing named Sailing. No one has reviewed it and I loved it. Brought back memories of being in love with someone I am proud to say I've been married to for 27 long long years. How many last that long these days?
Take care and keep writing?!!! You humored my day...my life what's left of it. Oh, wax will take care of the facial hairs!
This was truly a great essay one that would help people like me, who suffer with mental illness also, possibly make it through one more day. I can truly say from reading this that the song "One Day at a Time" really applys to our situation. You put all five senses at work here because I can feel everything that you feel. I can even imagine not only having a wall but building that imaginary wall so that others can't come in and hurt you more. I am so glad that you found someone, like your husband, that allows you to love yourself. I have people like that around me but haven't come to the point of being able to forgive myself for not being a "Normal" person. What is normal?
I will also feel out the poll or whatever you would like for I believe in what you have written. Keep writing and again I would think about trying to put this as some help even if you post it in one of the groups here at writing.com that deal with mental illness.
That is a beautiful story especially the meaning behind it and the fact that it was Christmas. With a little work this could be a perfect piece. It was just a little awkward in places but I tend to do the same thing when I have the story in my mind and want to get it on paper before I forget---I'm kinda like you about that and getting lost. I guess I better show you some for instances on being awkward. Like the sentence Heaven was a place, but a person. I would word it kinda like this: Heaven usually is a place but in this instance it was a precious little girl. A boy a year or two younger was with her, and she looked around as if lost. There was a younger boy with her and they both seemed as if they were lost.
Just look around. I've found in my works that I have to rewrite, rewrite and rewrite some more. I HOPE you take the opportunity to read some of the work I wrote around Christmas.
I'm in the group with you. Support Group for Writers. I'm going to try and read a piece from everyone's port..then start again. I think our leaders are right; we need to get to know each other.
Diane
Last sentence is a small mistake clothes instead of close. I make those all the time. This was really good. I am spechless on what I have read on your port. Your writing is so very good. I read the one about the Devil and posted it on the plug page and have told others about it. You are a terrific writer and you need to keep pursuing this and not let a second go to waste in your goals of being a published writer. Have you joined any groups?
I wish you would review a short essay I wrote the other day. It's called "A possible Affair of the Mind." Please??!!
I am orginally from Michigan. Lived in Detroit until the day I graduated then moved to small town, Alabama.
Diane
I liked this poem and it puts into perspective a simple word love. You did this to the word and it came out perfectly. I've never thought of the written word like that only math so you've really put some thought into this for everyone that reads it and I can see why it was published.
Keep writing!
Diane
Greatly written and equally important subject. I think everyone should have their BIO on their PORT. It gives us all a glimpse into the world of the writer. Why do they have BIO's in books if it isn't important!!??? I even up date mine every now and then which reminds me; mine needs updated even now as I write this!
Diane
This is really, really good. The thing I liked most about it was the fact that it is unique with not puncuation but it was so very readable at the same time. You really gave an inside look at the needle and the damage it can cause. You did an excellent job in showing the deceitfullness of the dirty needle. It promises you the world but gives you an empty feeling when you come down.
Keep writing. Also, I read something else tonight about drugs that was really good. Dave is the writer and it's the first thing I've read of his but it held my attention through the whole story. It's item number 1092550. I don't usually plug someone else while I'm reviewing another but it is just so unusual that I read two writings and the subject in both of them is drugs and they both are excellently written.
Keep on writing!
Diane
I really liked this poem and I think for one because I feel as if I can hear not only your voice in your work but many other women as well. We've all been where you have been and dug ourselves out of that big, deep whole of despair. My daughter is there now and I am trying hard to help her catch the rope to hang on to what is left and try again. Your voice gives hope to those who feel like they can't.
Keep writing.
Diane
Really good work. You made me feel as the slave did as having no power but willing to fight for the rights he believed in. It's a sad reality that this went on at one time in our history and that the butality still lingers on where injustice is done at this very moment that I write in Africa just as it happened in Germany. Oh, but if people just realized we are all in this together.
Keep writing. Keep making a difference!
Diane
That's really beautiful. Being from the south I can understand all of it and you caused me to use all my senses in your work. I feel the wind and I can hear the birds. I can see nature going about her work with no care for what is happening outside while you do the watching. I love the country and also like to do writings about the storm.
I am playing it forward trying to repay what has been done for me in the group "Day in the Life" which has helped me through some tough times. Jem is a Gem, isn't she?
Diane
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How's the ex hubby and little girl? You are so good to help. I would too.
Back to your writing...it was excellent. I love the way you used the web MD. It's like you go there then you find all kinds of other things wrong with you! You did a great job.