I'd like to introduce you to my Grand Dad, Alvin Moore. I remember many times when I would sit on his lap, while the two of us would sing David Crocket. Of course I never really said David Crocket, I would sing David Ocket. You see I have a problem with any word with r in it. He use to sit for what seemed like hours trying to teach me to say Grand daddy, Of course all that would come out of my mouth would be And Daddy. I wish that he had lived long enough to hear me say it right, but he had a heart attack on the way home from work and died. I don't have any bad memories of my grand dad, all are memories of playing games, singing while sitting on his lap. I remember his smile like it were yesterday. He had a kindness about him, and a fun loving nature. I found out later in life that the fun loving nature may have come from his drinking. Many men back then would take a drink, but whether the smile come from a bottle or from his heart. I remember feeling loved.

I remember his corpse laying in the widened hallway, which was made into a sitting room. It was common back then to have the body in the homes, rather than a funeral parlor. I remember laying in bed that night, afraid of his corpse in the other room. Now whether I dreamed this or it actually happened is any one's guess. I have always truly believed it was real. I saw my grand daddy standing at the foot of my bed, with his face smiling back at me. As I saw this, the feeling came over me that he was there to say goodbye, and let me know he loved me.

It took me many years of speech therapy to say the r words. I have regretted my whole life that he never heard me say Grand Daddy. But when I get to Heaven I'm going to look him up, ''first thing'' and say hi to my grand dad.

Until next time, God bless and God save.

I've been going through a lot of bone pain the last two or three days. Plus deep muscle pain and or cramps. Dr. Gehrig's nurse Becky said it was myalgia/arthralgia, which last anywhere from three to five days. All I know is it hurts real bad. I took two darvocets and they didn't even touch it. Becky said to get some clearitin ''an allergy medication'' to take. She said that would help. Don't ask me! I just follow instructions, I took my first one this morning, so we'll see. I'm lots better this morning than any day, since Monday. This chemo really pulls a person down. I get tired real easy. I can't even imagine what Janice and Robert Scoggins must be going through with getting it weekly. Please remember to keep them in your prayers. And please let's pray for a cure to this evil disease.

Well David's daughter was born the 28th, right before twelve midnight. Her name is Renee Lynn Ruggles. No, they didn't give it David's last name. Names and all put aside, David seems to be so very proud of his little girl.

Now anyone that knows me, knows that I don't approve of what happened. But what is done is done. Here's another baby born into the world out of wed lock. I don't know if they will ever get married or not. I've put it all in the Lord's hands, for only He can straighten such a mess as this.

Until next time God bless and God save.

Sharing photos

I thought I'd just share some photos with you today.

Here's a photo of my button cap. Willard didn't care to much for this one. I think he thinks it's tacky. But gee wiz, I love tacky.

Here's the first bag of chemo, with the saline in the other bag. I should have taken another on with all the bags on it, but I was so drunk from the benadryl they gave me, I could hardly keep my eyes open.

And here Willard, being ever so patient with all of it. Getting me drinks and salad from the lunch room.

You know he's the love of my life. The dream I dreamed of. The prayer I prayed for. God really blessed me with this wonderful man. I thank God every day for him .

Until next time God bless and God save.

UGGGGGH, I'll make this short today. Willard and I left home at five thirty this morning. We got home at five o:clock this afternoon. We spent the whole day watching as six or seven '"'I lost count"" IV bags slowly dropped through the machine and into my port. I'm sick, I already feel bad. It's like I've swam the English Chanel in a day. Even though I fell this bad I know that the Lord is watching out for me.
You know it's kind of sad. If Sandra Bullock had trusted the Lord to have her back, instead of Jessie James. She would not have been disappointed.

Still praying for Robert Scoggins, Janice Moore, and all that have this evil thing called cancer.

Until next time God bless, God save, And God heal.

I was reading in Jeremiah this morning of how the people of the tribe of Judah refused to give up their idol worship, and serve God. They believed that God could not give them what the queen of heaven could. They had no faith in God whatsoever.
Jer 44:17
But we will certainly do whatsoever thing goeth forth out of our own mouth, to burn incense unto the queen of heaven, and to pour out drink offerings unto her, as we have done, we, and our fathers, our kings, and our princes, in the cities of Judah, and in the streets of Jerusalem: for then had we plenty of victuals, and were well, and saw no evil.
Jer 44:18
But since we left off to burn incense to the queen of heaven, and to pour out drink offerings unto her, we have wanted all things, and have been consumed by the sword and by the famine.
Jer 44:19
And when we burned incense to the queen of heaven, and poured out drink offerings unto her, did we make her cakes to worship her, and pour out drink offerings unto her, without our men?

Are not the people of this date and age doing the same thing? Putting worldly possessions above spiritual blessings. Most people have their hands out, waiting for the next possession to come their way. These people, whom, enough is never enough. When they get our homes over stocked with stuff, they build, buy or even rent storage buildings to keep the over flow in. Even though they have everything they need, and lots of stuff they don't need, still they're never happy.

What makes a person happy is a relationship with the Lord. Some people, especially unsaved ones, will never know the joy that is in the heart of us who have Jesus as their Lord and Savior. Jesus is all you'll ever need! He will supply all your needs.

Unless of course you're like the people in Jeremiah's time, and don't care about the spiritual, and only care about the carnal.

Oh lost world, Oh lost world, please come back to God, please come to know Jesus as your Lord and Savior. Before it's too late.

Until next time God bless and God save.

Yesterday I would finger comb my hair every once in a while, like most women do, and each time I would do it, my hand was full of hair. I woke up this morning with a pillow full of hair, and so I decided to do as Dr. Gehrig suggested I do when that happened. I went to Wal-Mart and had her use the clippers and get it as short as it would go.
Willard stood ready with the camera, and took photos as she went along clipping my hair.
It hurt to get this done, but not as bad as it was hurting seeing my hair fall out little by little.
Here's the photos. You'll notice in the last one she has a teal ribbon on that I gave her.

Until next time God bless and God save.

Have you ever seen or had one of those punch cards that grocery stores give you. Where they punch out places for each hundred dollars. Well, when the card is fully punched, then the owner of the card can watch as the person at the counter rubs off the gold stuff and see what is beneath it. Most times it will be just a dollar or so.

Now I know it's crazy asking you to do this, but please do it anyway. I want you to think of yourself as the punch card. You're freshly off the printer, ever the ink is not quite dry. Now for each good deed you do, you will get punched, and that's a good feeling to you. Now Year after year you get fuller and fuller of punches, you're feeling so good about all you have done for humanity. You deem yourself to be one of the best punch cards there is. You've never really done anything wrong, always been kind to people. Always given to the poor, etc, etc. After all that's why you're full of punches. But here you are standing in Heaven, in the face of the Holy Father of all punch cards, who will "" you think"" rub away the gold place. But He tells you He's the wrong one, But it's too late now. You should have asked another to rub it off before your last punch was punched.

Now of course you're not a punch card, but friend you need to ask Jesus Christ into your heart ''before'' that last punch is punched, before you stand before the great judgement thrown. Being good, or doing good will not get you into Heaven. So PLEASE, I beg you. eternity is a very long time to suffer in the fires of hell. PLEASE, consider asking the Lord into your heart. Do it today. Please!

Until next time, God bless and God save.