I definitely support our troops, but I'm not sure if I support this war any longer. I just hope and pray that the love of your life will be one of the ones coming home still on this side of life and with little or no physical damage to him.
Hopefully, our troops will come home sooner instead of later.
This war should have never lasted as long as it has--but that's not the fault of people such as your husband. He's a hero hands down!!! God bless you both, and God bless our troops!
It looks as if the two of you took the roundabout way instead of the shortest path when it came to ending up together, but the important thing is that you did!
I'm so glad that your story turned out to have such an ongoing happy ending, and you did a wonderful job of telling it!
This one is peachy-keen! I know this feeling! Sometimes, I know it when it comes to writing down my thoughts. More commonly, I know it when it comes to organizing my clutter. I have REAL writer's block when it comes to the latter! Boy Howdy!
Anyway, I love this poem! Thanks for sharing it with me!
I've never thought until now how much those flag-wrapped caskets look like oversized birthday presents for somebody Born On The Fourth Of July instead of what they are--bad news for families that they will be planning no more birthday celebrations for their loved ones.
Like the woman in the poem, I, too, hope this war will end soon...
What a totally-delightful idea! I'll be contributing my own garden plot to it a.s.a.p.
In the meantime, I'm going to make this a public review and encourage anyone reading this to be sure to add something to your garden--which seems to be really growing and blossoming already!
P.S. April showers bring May flowers--and, speaking of May flowers--the guy who makes my heart blossom like springtime by just thinking about him ( russellonline ) is turning 66 on May 14, so I'm giving you 514 GPs in celebration!
Thanks for sharing that telling description of that five-star hotel with a country club atmosphere that prison has been rumored to be.
russellonline actually doesn't have very much bad to say about his stay in the federal prison system--though he said that he knew that there were prisons at the state/local level that didn't have the greatest treatment.
What you have described here sounds like the worst of the worst--and you've done so in such a way that nobody should dare to put on blinders!
You've made some great points in a very interesting and unique way--doing this through a kind of running conversation with a variety of different people who kept putting off important matters that should have been tended to but have gotten to the place where it's either too late to tend to them or else comes awfully close to being so!
I'm impressed with what you have so far in your port and am anxious to be reading more in the time to come!
I saw several that I'm considering for russellonline in a month, and I've just found the perfect one for Kenzie who has just beaten me to double-nickels by one day short of eight months--the perfect one for now, that is, as I plan on sending her several more this weekend.
Besides getting in on this cool group card ( "Happy Birthday, Kenzie" )--which anybody else who hasn't already has the chance to do can also do--this cool
cNote from your place is the very first one I've sent to her!
This is actually a five-star idea. However, I had to remove a star from it because I tried to post to it twice--writing a big, long one yesterday only to have it not take and writing a shorter one today and STILL having trouble having it to take.
So, I'm just going to have to put the gist of my message in this public review, which is:
I hope that it's a great one. I'm sorry that I couldn't show up on this wonderful birthday greeting, but you still have lots of well-wishers listed there, so be sure to check it out!
Even though I'm not there in message-form, I'm still there in spirit!
Although I have some errands to run before I do more, I'm not yet finished with you, Kenzie, so--God willing and my computer doesn't do what russellonline's has done to him (gone AWOL}--be expecting more surprises from me before the day is over!
This story is nothing short of amazing and *so* meant to be shared--and so I'll be doing so in many ways in the days to come!
For starters, I'm giving it a public review and encouraging others to read it, too! I'm looking forward to reading more about Michelle, Dorian, Violet, and the rest of your family!
Thanks for the excellent lesson this website teaches!
I put it into the same category as what russellonline says about prison being a business; what the "real" story is behind the criminalizing of marijuana; and what causes hate groups to form and things like the Holocaust to happen.
Reading this doesn't make me want to denounce Christianity--but it certainly makes me want to denounce what gets represented as Christianity.
I believe that Jesus is risen--but, if I didn't, I would believe that He would be turning in His grave over how His message has gotten misrepresented too many times!
If he were a real crook, he would have probably taken out more.
He'd probably meant this to be a short-term loan that he was going to replace but didn't realize how maxed you were and how that one $100 check really ended up costing you.
How did he get access to your bank account? It's possible that this could have all been some sort of misunderstanding.
If this had just happened, I would have advised you to sit down with him and communicate. Perhaps, a great relationship could have been saved.
However, that's water under the bridge or over the dam.
Anyway, that's a sweet poem. The poem, itself, reminds me a lot of russellonline and me--as does the first part of the story. So you can imagine that I was simply melting into a pool of tiger butter while reading this.
This is a very unusual story with an ending that I wasn't expecting. Reminds me of something that might be turned into an episode of The Twilight Zone.
When you find the time and want to, I would really like to know what inspired such a story. Had you ever met someone like the main character--perhaps, someone who was helping they relative of whom you spoke?
Anyway, it's really interesting and makes for some great, thought-provoking reading!
These are sweet, simple, and WarmAndFuzzyAllOver greetings--and I found a simply perfect one to send to russellonline just now to share something I'd written ( "Invalid Item" )with him.
This is where I'll also be finding a perfect note for the ladies who inspired this piece: Florence C. (reviewer) and PastVoices (writer).
The name of my piece (originally, a review) is "Invalid Item" , and--if you decide to read it--you'll find that your cards fit right into the category of being pro-life, because they're about spreading the positive around!
You've painted a word-picture here--not just a word-picture but a word-portrait in oils.
I can picture a single tear falling slowly followed by an increasing number of tears with the subsequent ones sliding down your face even faster as if skiing on the residue of previous tears.
Nice little lesson in this told in a fun and interesting way.
If I were to change anything about it, it would be to divide it into paragraphs...but, again, maybe not, because the rambling, one-paragraph style gives the feeling of several months of a year rambling along like a blackberry vine.
This is my folder about the man who has come to mean so much to me in just a matter of weeks! russellonline's life reflects this kind of truth that you've just written about here.
There are some people in the world who still see him as damaged goods--someone who should continue to pay without ceasing for crimes committed during his younger days here at the age of almost 66.
Then, there are others--and I'm proud to be included among those--who see someone who has changed and has become part of the solution instead of part of the problem.
Jesus saw this potential in the woman at the well; He sees it in Russell; and He sees it in the rest of us, too!
You get 5.0 for the content and style of this beautiful story.
However, that doesn't mean that it's perfect, because I noticed some technical mistakes--so I would advise you to go back and proofread so that you can correct them.
This is such a spiritually uplifting story--so full of faith even in the event of a terminal illness.
I remember last summer driving to this place and finding the trees just loaded with butterflies--more butterflies than I'd ever seen in one place at the same time!
They're totally amazing and are definitely like angels!
This is just another reminder of the courage shown by Jennifer Wilbanks. I hope that she doesn't become the victim of a psychiatric lobotomy and end up going through the rituals to make her a married woman while in the haze.
The bride in your poem still had time to keep from making a mistake but she didn't do it.
This is an excellent word picture of why some weddings are mistakes waiting to happen and that it's okay to say, "Hey! I'm not ready for this!"
This is just beautiful! It made me cry! In just a few days (on March 23) a special friend of mine would have been 54 years old. We were both 16 when he drowned in the Flat Rock River near Shelbyville (May 31, 1969, to be exact). Ironically, his middle name was Steven--Michael Steven Clem. Let me tell you from experience that you never forget--and that isn't a bad thing!
I hope you've shown this beautiful tribute to Steven's family. Tell me more about this special person!
I've made some edits in this poem to correct some technical errors.
Your original poem was written like this:
I've been crushed by popularity-havent we all
They think their All that
They push you down and Let you fall
At least you have friends to help you up
But sometimes that's not enough
You've got to push them back
And let them know youre tough
Its not you I sware
Its them I'm sure,
How did this all get started,
It's discrimination by what you wear.
Here it is written with mistakes corrected:
I've been crushed by popularity-haven't we all!?!
They think they're "all that."
They push you down and let you fall.
At least, you have friends to help you up--
But, sometimes, that's not enough.
You've got to push them back
And let them know you're tough.
It's not you I swear--
It's them, I'm sure.
How did this all get started?
It's discrimination by what you wear.
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