Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,
I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, S
ecure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.
The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,
But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.
Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know,
Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
And I crept to the door just to see who was near.
Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.
'What are you doing?' I asked without fear,
'Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!
Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!'
For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts.
To the window that danced with a warm fire's light
Then he sighed and he said 'Its really all right,
I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night.' '
It's my duty to stand at the front of the line,
That separates you from the darkest of times.
No one had to ask or beg or implore me,
I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
My Gramps died at ' Pearl on a day in December,'
Then he sighed, 'That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembers.'
My dad stood his watch in the jungles of ' Nam ',
And now it is my turn and so, here I am.
I've not seen my own son in more than a while,
But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile.
Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
The red, white, and blue... an American flag.
I can live through the cold and the being alone,
Away from my family, my house and my home.
I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
I can carry the weight of killing another,
Or lay down my life with my sister and brother..
Who stand at the front against any and all,
To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall.'
' So go back inside,' he said, 'harbor no fright,
Your family is waiting and I'll be all right.'
'But isn't there something I can do, at the least, '
Give you money,' I asked, 'or prepare you a feast?
It seems all too little for all that you've done,
For being away from your wife and your son.'
Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
'Just tell us you love us, and never forget.
To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,
To stand your own watch, no matter how long.
For when we come home, either standing or dead,
To know you remember we fought and we bled.
Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
That we mattered to you as you mattered to us.'
Here is a peek inside. Yum, lots of eye candy! Thought I would share with you all..
If you like Christmas, gardening, nostalgic crafts, Sweet Treats,And wonderful heart warming storys you will not want to miss this issue.. So come on Farmgirls run get yours now. Enjoy.
Holiday Apron, Yum.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR ALL YOUR COMMENTS, I HOPE TOGETHER WE HAVE REACHED WOMEN WHO WOULD NOT HAVE KNOWN THE SYMPTOMS OTHER WISE.
CEEKAY, PLEASE EMAIL ME AT email@example.com with your address and I will get your little snowman in the mail on tuesday. Congratulations I hope you love him.. Deb
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Well I have decided that I have to share a few things so that my post will make sense and not leave you wondering What! Or How?
You all know that I am a TEN year Ovarian Cancer survivor. I first lost grandmother to cancer back when I was only twenty years old; not really understanding what cancer was at the time and not knowing just how much Cancer would effect my life in the years to come.
Twenty five years ago I lost my father-n-law to cancer, then my other grandmother was diagnosed with breast cancer at 83, she died at 95 not from cancer. Thirteen years ago I lost my husband to cancer, ten years ago I was diagnosed , then four years ago this Sunday I lost my mom. You see Cancer really does SUCK to me. Okay, I have to take a deep breath, because I am wanting to cry. I hate cancer, it's like having your family murdered and never finding the murderer.
Now for Happy stuff, three months before my mother's sickness started God brought a wonderful man into my life, the kind of man that every woman dreams of. I met this man in May 2002 and my mother got sick in August. Long story short he stood by me the whole time, from five weeks in the hospital, driving me every night, staying with me if I could not leave, to a year at home with hospice, never a complaint,, he was alway there. Most men would have ran, screaming down the road. I love this man. Thank you God.
Because I qualified for my husband's insurance when he passed away I can not remarry until I am 56 or I will lose that insurance; anyone who has had cancer knows how important having health insurance is, so we will wait.
Not only was I blessed with a wonderful man, this man came with two wonderful grown boys. How blessed am I. I have no children of my own so you can imagine how excited I was, first nervous but after meeting them so excited. These two boys are such a gift to me, I love them so much, and if that was not enough, Jason is married to Sara and they have a son Wesly who is 17. Justin will be married this May to Heather, not only two wonderful boys but now two wonderful girls and a grandson. I could not have hand picked five people that I could have loved anymore than I love these five. Thank you God again.
And now as if that was not enough, along comes baby LuLu. Oh be still my heart, me a grandmother of a baby girl. I know I am only a step grandmother, but I am a grandma, and I love that baby girl as if Justin was my own son, or Heather my own daughter.
Now that is not all, I have not talked about this as of yet but can not wait any longer. We are expecting number three, baby Claire any time, yes Jason and Sara are going to have a baby any time, due date is December 30th but they think she will be early. Can you believe it, two baby girls, I do not know if my heart can get any bigger with out exploding.
Jason and Sara have been trying so long to have a baby, after a miscarriage and lots of disappointments our little baby Claire will be here soon, and you have never seen any two people any happier than these two. Thank you God again.
Loosing my mom was the worst thing I have ever been through. Losing my husband was awful, but my mom, loosing her was like loosing my legs, I have had to learn to walk all over again without her. She was my joy, I have had to learn to feel joy again.
I am proof that when God takes something away, he replaces it with something else. I now have a new family to love. Soon TWO new baby girls to focus all this love I have not known what to do with since the loss of my mom, and a new lease on life, a knowing that there is life after such a tremendous loss.
Thank You God. Me
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Help us spread the word!
This is truly a very ugly killer of women of all ages.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Raising awareness about ovarian cancer on a national and local level is essential because diagnosing the disease is difficult. The number of women diagnosed with ovarian cancer in its early stages is so small that the survival rates continue to be low. In more than 30 years since the War on Cancer was declared, ovarian cancer mortality rates have not significantly improved. About 22,000 American women will be diagnosed with ovarian cancer in 2008 and about 15,000 women will die from the disease.
Monday, November 17, 2008
I wish you could all come spend a day with me, it is beautiful up here, fall leaves cover the ground like a blanket, the sun is shining on the creek this morning and the air is cold. I love it up here..
We have some really cute shops up here in cleveland, I will be visiting them this week and will bring you along how fun. Hope you all have a wonderful week.. Hugs Deb
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
A small request: All you are asked to do is keep this circulating. Dear God, I pray for the cure of cancer. Amen All you are asked to do is keep this circulating even if it's to one more person. In memory of anyone you know that has been struck down by cancer and in honor of those still living with it.
I am Thankful most of all for you...
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
I had to come back and add that Karen's cancer probably could have been caught sooner but she did not have insurance and could not afford to go to the Dr, she turned 65 in April and was able to go then due to Medicaid but it was to LATE!!! Makes me sick!
Monday, November 3, 2008
If you do not believe in God you must come to the
mountains in the fall.
What a beautiful sight, the colors, the crisp cool air, the smell of warm fires burning in fireplaces.
My cottage is ground level in the front but 17ft off the ground in the back by the creek, there fore you are looking into the trees when you are in the back room.
Yesterday I laid on the couch most all of the day. Not because I am lazy, but because I put my back out.
It was so beautiful to just lay and look out the windows. I have a lot of windows at the cottage
And outside of each one was something more beautiful than the other. I felt like I was the figurine inside
A snow globe, ( well I was on muscle relaxers) leaves falling all around me.
What a magical place I have here at
SHOAL CREEK COTTAGE.
How Blessed I am