...and the greatest...is love....
FAITH, HOPE & LOVE FOR CHRISTMAS 
Snow falls on the Christmas lights, in Northern Arizona. The lights show off the sign "The Chalet Rest Home". It's Christmas Eve night, and the market next door to the rest home is bustling with last minute shoppers. There are 2 men & 15 shoppers- with one of the men behind the counter looking at his watch, while syncing it to the time on the market's wall clock. Joey, his coworker, is working the cash register, and glimpses over to catch him glaring at his watch. "Hey- Bobby?! Going somewhere- maybe got a hot date?", and Bobby chuckles to himself. "Not exactly, it's more of a meeting. Set up by my Mother- to visit my Grandmother next door.", "Well then, go on", says Joe "I can hold down the fort for a couple of minutes. Take your break early, then go back on your other break." "Yeah- hey good idea. My Mom will like that- play by play reporting about her Mother-in-law. Since my Dad died, they've become close." Bobby starts toward the door & with a wave and a hearty "Thanks Joey!"- Joey shouts back "Tell her Joe says 'Hello, and Merry Christmas". Bobby heads out of the market flashing a thumbs up sign at Joe. Within minutes, Bobby is at the nurses station, inside the rest home, "Um, hello- excuse me!?" Catching the eye of one of the older nurses, Bobby asks "Do you have the room number for Edith Gunter? She's my Grandmother." The nurse smiles and says "Oh, she's in room one-eleven." Bobby thanks her, and heads off to find room 111. He finds the room, opens the door slowly & spots an elderly woman sitting in a chair. The chair & woman are bathed in moonlight- creating a glow in the dark kind of effect. Bobby starts to approach her saying "Gramma, it's me Bobby". She doesn't reply, but instead she raises her arm- pointing to the bed & stares at the bed. Bobby looks at the bed, and notices that his Gramma is in the bed. Quickly, he looks back to the woman on the chair, who is no longer there, or anywhere else in the room- anymore. He shakes his head, as if in disbelief, and then rushes to his Grandmother's side saying "Gramma wake up!". Bobby takes her hand "Oh my God you're ice cold. Gramma wake up. Nurse!" Bobby yells for a nurse & then runs out into the hall "Help me- I mean us- we need help!" The elderly nurse who had greeted him earlier- hears him & calls to the other nurses "Grab the crash-cart!", as she hurries to catch up with Bobby. Minutes pass, then finally- the nurse checking Edith's pulse calls out "There's a pulse, I got a pulse". Eagerly, Bobby stands up from the chair at the foot of the bed- near the window. He sighs, with a breath of relief, saying "Oh thank God". Soon after- the elderly nurse approaches Bobby & says, "Your Grandmother needs to rest, I'll keep an eye on her. She's my oldest friend from high school- we're like sisters. You're a hero," then gesturing a hug, she steps in for the hug. Bobby steps back saying "I'm not a hugger". He quickly offers her his right hand saying, with a smile, "here- hug this". After the handshake, they both draw nearer to Edith, now sleeping comfortably & breathing easily on her own.
GOOD & BAD THINGS HAPPEN- THAT'S LIFE
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I had a bird named Ladybird, she was an albino cockatiel & I got her, because I thought that Admiral Bird 2, my other cockatiel, needed company- like a companion. It was a very bad idea to put them in the same cage, even though one was male & the other female. Ladybird was crippled & maybe that, and the fact that she was albino & Admiral wasn't, made for a bad situation. They did NOT get along. I tried everything, even romantic music, to help them live in peace & harmony. Eventually, Admiral Bird took Ladybird's life. I found her with a hole pecked into the back of her skull. She was buried, by me, under a beautiful tree in a nearby cemetary in Phoenix, Arizona. I did say a prayer, and I placed a little stick cross upon the grave. I don't know why bad things happen. All I know is that we must hope & expect good things to happen, but be prepared to come up against bad things; however, nothing happens until it happens. I need to stay focused, on the tasks at hand, and not become anxious about things that may never happen- at all. Sometimes, I get stuck in a memory, and lose hours- stuck focusing on the things that come flooding back. That's what amnesia does, it's a kind of cognitive paralysis that happens, but I have to think that it's all part of a healing process. And the sad & bad things in life that happen, are there to help us prepare for the ultimate sad & unavoidable thing- death.
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I WISH THAT LIFE WAS AS SIMPLE AS MEMORIES- I LOVE MEMORIES & I LOVE MAKING MEMORIES BY MAKING MEMES ππ
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GOOD-BYE 2022 & HELLO 2023
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A NEW HALLOWEEN IDEA
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| "October 27th is National Black Cat Day, and black cats need some positive PR to dispel their reputation as an omen of bad luck." https://nationaltoday.com/national-black-cat-day/ |
I HOPE THAT I WILL REMEMBER THIS SWEET DREAMπ
This is about a dream- only a dream. I hope that I can remember the dream that inspired me to write this, but I do tend to forget about things that aren't rooted in reality.ππ
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ONLINE PHOTO EDITING HAS NEVER BEEN EASIER
Some people say that confession is good for the soul. #truestory #everyday #wowthem
I took some selfie pictures of myself on 8/8/22, and put them on billboards via an online site. @ISATWEETY
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One of these days I will write about my 3 near death experiences. And how what I saw & heard from the other side, changed me. For now, I will say this about that- for a short period of time I was an actual ghost. Thanks for being here & please enjoy this pretty song: πππ
Sometimes Twice Is Nice, But 3 Originals Are Betterπ
I like to write my own jokes & content. I've been working online, and in subdomains & free website builders for a few years, and this year I am building my own domain website. And next year I am starting up another business, online. It's a been a slow crawl uphill. When rebuilding your life, it can seem like things move along at a snails pace sometimes; however, snails eventually get where they aim to be. Here are the two new items, by me, "submitted for your approval", as Rod Serling would say. I couldn't choose which one to feature, the first one or the second, so I went with both. (1)
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I Still Believe That Love Heals & Is Eternal
I hope that I fall in love someday with someone who loves me back; however, I think that I am too trusting too soon & that's not good. 
It's already July!ππ
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To all of my friends & family- I think about you all & I love you all. Your friendship is greatly appreciated & at least I can be with you online.
I don't let my hair down very often, but when I do I look like this:
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