Happy Friday Everyone. Welcome to Friday Fragments where I can unload all the little pieces in my mind that cannot fill an entire post. The host of Friday Fragments is the super talented Mrs.4444 and you can find her and join in the fun here:www.halfpastkissintime.com
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Okay so this past week my computer crashed 3 times. I knock on something hope it is okay for a couple of weeks until I can get a new one. I still am working on locating all of my photo's.
I was a foster Mom to a little girl 11 years ago. We had her from the time she was 7 weeks until she was 7 1/2. At that time she went back to her Mother briefly then to her father in Minnesota (far from here). We were all devastated and missed her terribly. I found her or she found me on Facebook this week. (Enter 11 years of tears here). I am happy and cannot wait to see her.
Also this past week I found out I have to give up my gall bladder. The doc tells me they will just make a little hole and suck it out. Yeah right; I'm always the 1 in a 1000, but I am going to think positive here and hope for the best.
We will be Trick or Treating with all 11 grand kids on Sunday. I cannot wait to share all the photo's with you. I hope you all have a safe and happy Halloween.
Then comes November!
My contest is still running: for every 10 new followers I will randomly pick a winner from all followers. Good Luck to all and if you are the 2 winners from last week I will get your prizes out to you this week. Congrats.
My little dog Louie has a lump or a something on his neck; vet appointment next Wednesday, I hope it is nothing serious.
I must go now and take Sophie (our homeless woman who is no longer homeless) to the doctors and hopefully have some paper work filled out so we will be able to place her in a nice new home.
Have a great weekend and God Bless!
Favorite quote this day: Forgiving someone takes their power over you back. It is also entertaining to watch them continue to attempt to control you with what is no longer theirs.
They say every face in a crowd has a story to tell, this is my story..
The news shows and newspapers all called it 'Road Rage'. To me that sounded like a disease, an affliction that can make you kill. A sorry excuse to take the claw end of a hammer and slam it repeatedly into the skull of a human being. In April of 1999 my little brother passed away. Doesn't passed away sound so gentle, even normal? David's death was neither. It was murder. He was found lying in a strangers driveway in a pool of blood. He had been punched, stomped and beaten over his entire body. I still have so many questions. I wrote this book at first for therapy and then for answers. I have found a few. I mainly realized l lost a brother tragically and senselessly. Like every other face in the crowd I have a story..and I want to share my story with you! PUBLICATION DATE TO BE ANNOUNCED LATE SUMMER/EARLY FALL :)