ANYONE!!!! HELLO ANYONE READING??? Are we paying attention to what is going on or are we stuck in the fate of the predictions of Nostradamus? Do we still have time to turn things around? Quit criticizing Hillary Clinton, cause looking back when Bill was in office for those eight years, (from Nixon until now) 45 years. Within those 45 years we not only had peace in the United States, but the world within itself was peaceful during those eight years. THINK ABOUT IT! If you are registered to vote then vote next year, and if you are not registered to vote then get registered. I’m a firm believer in Hillary. Without her in office, I feel we have no future. Vote! Vote! Vote for Hillary! Vote! Vote! Thank you for your time to read this post.
There is a love I carry deep within my heart,
Giving me my inspiration to keep out of the dark.
Feelings stirring deep within me,
Scaring me enough that I feel that I must flee.
Knowing that is only the easiest path to take,
Which doesn’t seem to be my fate.
Learning to take whatever life throws at me,,
All the while not wearing my heart on my sleeve.
The one I carry deep inside my heart
Feels something different about us
This builds hope that we will discuss.
Giving up and parting our ways
Gave me many sadder days.
Doing my best not to show my head wasn’t bent,
Put my chin in my chest and left a dent.
Without help I could not have held my head up so high,
Even through those days, I just wished to die.
I know stronger is the way to be,
Some days are still hard just for me to see.
Even though the dark days may pour all around.
I still walk with my feet firmly planted on the ground.
I wrote this 9-6-2015
This is for a love I carry deep within my heart.
Giving me the inspiration to stay out of the dark.
Stiring some feelings that are deep inside of me.
Scaring me enough I think I must flee.
Seeing it as the easiest path to take.
Yet knowing that isn’t part of my fate.
Learning to take whatever life throws at me.
All the while not wearing my heart on my sleeve.
Even though we may each feel different about us.
Only builds hope for more to discuss.
Giving up and going our separate ways.
Has given me many sadden days.
Leaving with my head feeling bent.
Putting my chin in my chest and leaving a dent.
Priding myself on holding my head up high.
Even though there are many days I wish I would just die.
I know stronger is the way to be.
Some days are harder just for me to be me.
Feelings of the darkness pour all around.
I will still walk with my feet firm on the ground.
Whether or not we see it is the questions I ask. Many do not know of the good things that came from the Clinton administration when Bill was in office. We just focus on that bad thing that happened. How many of us know that since the Regan administration up to the Obama administration, that within those years we only had eight years of peace?
That means that within forty years there was a period of eight years where not only did we have peace in the United States, but there was peace worldwide.
Sure somewhere in the world there is going to be some kind of conflict, yet if we do not stop and take a look at what we are doing to our planet then we won’t have to worry about who is in conflict with who because we won’t have a world to live on. Where is the focus on the pollution of our water and lands? Who is focusing on whether or not we have safe water to drink? Who is looking at stopping other countries from polluting their land and water that indirectly affects the rest of the world.
We really need to stop bashing Hillary in pettiness of e-mails and whether or not she is comfortable answering questions which indirectly do not benefit the world. We need someone who is concern with what is happening with our environment and focus on reversing the damage we, ourselves, have caused upon this world we live on.
We met for my visit at JC Penny cause Kathy needed to do some shopping. So Kathy is going about her shopping while I had Delya. As I watched Kathy get lost in her shopping, I notice she had realized she had lost track of me and Delya. She looks up , to her right , and then to her left where Delya and I stood there watching her. Seeing the sign of relief that I did not take a chance and run off with Delya., What life would that have brought for my daughter. That was the day she knew that in spite of the CPS office, she could trust me not to run off with my daughter.
Teresa (who is no longer with us in this world) and I took Teresa’s one and only visit to the Devine’s home to visit with Delya. After about an hour and a half, I watched Delya and Teresa interact with each other at the piano. I could not tell what they were talking about as I watched them through a sliding glass door. Later that evening Teresa talked to me about her visit she had with Delya at the piano. She told me Delya was telling her about the keys on the piano and what sounds they make when the keys are pushed. Also how when more than one key is pushed together what sounds they would make. Although I heard no music that day, I couldn’t help but be proud of my daughter around the age of four not only playing the piano for Teresa, but explains the piano to Teresa as she played. Seeing the expression on Teresa’s face as she explained the event to me . I couldn’t help but be proud and impressed with my baby girl.
There are two times in the interactions of Jason and I which he showed me the love that only a child could show. (There are many more but these two stand out the most for me) There were times when I would be gone for more than a month or two, and when I would return to his homestead. The expression on his face and actions when he’d see me truly showed me the love of a child, and that I was truly missed. The first time that I knew he missed me and was surprised to see me is when I walked in the door. He did not know I was there when he came out of the back room just in a world of his own. Suddenly he freezes where he was, looks up at me, and says with the softest affectionate voice says my name. The way he said it warmed my heart. Then leaping into my arms showed me even more that I was missed.
The 2nd time was when I was pregnant with Delya and returned home to Louisiana for two weeks. Now Jason knows I was taking the train to where I was going and I guess he assumed that was the way I was getting home also. Now where he was living at the time the freight train passes by his home anywhere from 6 to 8 times a day. I was gone from 13 to 17 days and was told that just about every time the train went by , Jason would point at the train and say , “Char, Train< Char”. It did not matter if it was day or night and if the train woke him up he would ask about me and the train, if I was on the one passing by. I will always love Jason for giving his love. “I love you high like the sky and deep like the sea.” Well, Jason, I will always love you like that…
So here I am more important than I actually Have felt I was worth.Life has sowed me many different possibilities, especially when I unexpectedly cross path with someone from my past, and hear them speak highly of me. I still carry those same morals and those principles. This always enlightens my heart, and tears at my Soul. Wishing I knew who I was then all the while Knowing I am that same person I was then. An emptiness has always been within me as far as I can remember life. Seeing it in the past photos taken of myself. Making me convince myself future pictures shall consciously show a spark. Days can be harder to exist inside my eyes than others. Optimism remains to be the driving force of my life.