I have had an extremely hard time writing lately. This is going to be rambling rose here as I try to work through all of this. I have people tell me how strong I am and I am especially when it comes to dealing with all the health issues. But lately, I have been a gardenia. And for those that do not know what that means, a gardenia is a delicate flower and if you touch it, it bruises. I can handle most anything anymore but what has made my heart heavy is all the hate, anger, violence that we see on the media, in politics, in the country here and everywhere. It is bad enough we are warring with other countries but we have warred within ourselves here in our own country. And that to me is beyond sad for a country divided will fall. So, get your coffee or coke, pull up a chair and listen to me ramble here.
I have written some in the past like on the shooting in Orlando and other places and the shootings the past few days have really saddened my heart. Why, oh why can people not just show compassion and love. There are parents and family members who lost their loved ones that are crying and grieving. Are we incapable of feeling compassion for that? No matter the reason the killings are a tragedy that has affected many, and I cautioned many against making early judgments about what happened in those two shootings for one reason. That reason was that when you get so angry that you start making statements that include with anger the words “All”, “Every”, and “Never”, you are fueling your anger and sparking this kind of anger in others. Nothing is “all”. All cops are not bad. All Blacks are not thugs. All whites are not racist. See my point here? Anger can be a good thing. It is what you do with that anger that matters. Dallas is a good example of that with 5 dead White policemen.
I am going to delve into something laying on my heart and I ask a couple of things of everyone who chooses to comment on here. The first is please be respectful. We do not all have to agree but we can all be respectful. I do have and have always had my comments on “approval” basis to keep ugliness off as I wanted my blog to be a place where you could discuss without fear of being attacked. So, please no hate, no name calling, no pulling politics in, and no racism or your comment will not be approved. I do not mind disagreeing with me just no hate. Thanks.
First let me say that I can understand the anger that is being felt right now by the deaths…unnecessary deaths of two Black men. I think besides the deaths, the part that makes me the angriest is that I feel like the media fuels this anger and it then creates more things like the violent protests, destruction and more deaths. Gone are the days where the media was the watch dog and were not biased in their reporting. There was no emotionalism like there is today and emotionalism is solely to sell the stories. With what the media has posted, it has fueled the Black community and many whites even more. When there is injustice, we need people who are willing to work for solutions not create more chaos. And I feel my Black friend’s pain and the pain of the Black Community. We are more racially divided than we have been in years and that is sad.
Now, I know because I have had some say it to me in the past, that Blacks need to stop saying they need an apology for slavery and oppression because no one today was even alive during that time. And that is true. But you know what? How hard is it to say “I am so sorry that your ancestors were brought over here as slaves and mistreated and abused and their lives stolen.” We do not have to have been alive when slavery happened to be sorry that it ever happened. I certainly am sorry it ever happened especially from a country of people who came here for freedom and then they turn around and bring slaves over and they do things like push the Native Americans onto reservations, and try to take their identity by forcing them to never speak their native tongue (and I am talking both Blacks and Native Americans here), refused to let them use their native names and gave them new names….white names and mistreated many people along the way.
I grew up during segregation and integration times. I remember the police and how people treated them. I remember the signs “no colored allowed” and I remember the white and black water fountains. I remember the first Black child that was made to come to our school when integration started and how people treated her. And all I could think was how scared she must be. And there was always this part of me that could not understand what all the ugliness was about. If you cut a Black person and a White person they both bleed red. We are all humans who just happen to have different colored skin.
And the past couple of years I have felt like I was back in that time when I see all the hate and anger on both sides and see people fighting over flags, statues and the like. And the name calling is horrific and it is not limited to just racial issues. It is in politics, in the news comments, and just about everywhere else you look. Where has respect gone? Where has compassion gone? Where has love gone?
Now, I do believe that you do not hide history. Hiding history does not remove the blaring stain. We need to learn from history. We can not pretend that certain things never happened. We need to learn how to do better from the past. What is that old saying “Hind sight is 20/20″ and it is. We should be able to look back at how things have gone and see where we as a country went wrong. I can remember thinking about people one day as I was reading on slavery and on the Native Americans and other races that struggled here…”Who the hell did we think we were?” People come here for freedom and look what happens.
See, I can not tell you how it feels to be Black, to have to worry every time you go out if you are going to be stopped, to wonder every time you hear of a shooting was it one of your family. I can tell you how it feels to be disabled and be discriminated against and mistreated for that has been my life.
So, where do we go from here? We can not fix anything until we admit there is a problem and most people refuse to do that. Things are said like go back to where you came from to people born and raised here who are just as much American as I am. We have to learn to first hold the anger and not let it lead us into things that are violent. We have to learn to listen to each other and to quit hating. Hatred, racism, anger…those are things we are not born with. We are taught them. Love is also something that is taught and yet I see more hatred, racism, anger taught to our young kids than love, compassion and understanding. I had older family members that used racist terms and I worked hard to not teach that to my sons but to teach them acceptance and compassion for others.And I am proud of both of my sons. They treat everyone with respect and caring.
We have to turn the tide. We need to find ways to work for solutions. Now, what I am about to say may make some mad but I believe survivors look for solutions and those that want to remain a victim only talk about the problems. The fact that there was slavery in this country or anywhere is to me a dark spot on our history. It is a fact of history. But we can not use slavery as an excuse to do wrong, to hate, to do violence, to destroy property, etc. We have to learn how to express the anger in a better way that works towards figuring out what is needed to make things better. And that being a survivor…working for a solution.
In some ways things are much better with racial tensions. I mean for the first time we have a Black president and Blacks in positions such as senators/congress, judges, and the DOJ. So some things have improved. So what else needs to be done to improve racial tensions? I agree that better training, better accountability, cameras on all law enforcement, better mental evaluation needs to be done. But in a climate where “hate the cops”, “the cops are ALL bad”, and other things are being taught, the tension increases between cops and Blacks. And then we have people who do not respond properly to cops, are disrespectful and fight back and it ends up a struggle and someone gets hurt. How do we fix this?
I have two videos I want you all to watch. The first is a video of Jarrett Maupin, who is “a vocal critic of police during recent protests and he went through force training with local authorities.” to see what being a cop was like. He said he had a totally different perspective after doing that because he saw how you could end up shooting someone because things happen in a split second. That is not to say all police shootings are justified. It is just another perspective on the other side of the coin.
video by FOX 10 Phoenix
And the last video is a Black cop in Dallas as he expresses how he feels about the officers shot. He makes one statement that I love and that is “”I refuse to see hate live while love dies” We have to find a way to stop the epidemic of hate and turn it into something productive that changes the way things are.
Sorry folks, the youtuber who posted this video removed it, so here is a link to the video of this awesome cop and what he had to say.
It has taken me time to process all my emotions on the shootings in Orlando. I have felt grief, anger, resentment, frustration, compassion, and shock. My heart breaks for the families that lost loved ones and those that survived.
I am angry that this was allowed to happen on our soil. I am angry that LGBT were targeted because of hate and because of a religion that calls for their deaths here and across the world. I am angry that people in power are trying to minimize this and down play it and are trying to turn it into a gay issue when it is a hate issue and are trying to use it for gun control.
I am angry that ridiculous people who call themselves “Christians” are saying this is God’s judgement on the LGBT. NO, it is not. This is hatred and terrorism pure and simple. Christ was about love and compassion and if someone’s religion calls on them to hate people and/or kill them, then they need to look for a new religion. Not all followers of Christ feel the way these so-called Christians are talking.
I am angry that so many seem to have no compassion. There are mothers and fathers crying who lost their children. Brothers and sisters who lost their siblings, partners who lost their partners and friends who lost their friends. Where is the compassion and love? We should be offering love and support not more hatred.
And I am angry enough that I will NEVER allow my anger to turn me into someone like this man who is despicable and murdered all of those young people because they were told to hate them and kill them. We must make love win out.
Many prayers for these people suffering now from their loss and from the trauma done to them. And my heart breaks for them. The only thing I can say to them is I am so sorry this happened…so sorry. It was so wrong. And I hope they know many people around the country love and care about them.
“But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, long-suffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, Meekness, temperance: against such there is no law.” Galatians 5:22-23
The Orlando shooting really has my head spinning. Have we totally lost our moral compass? Seems like all you read anymore in the news is shootings, murders, rapes, political corruption, and the list goes on. And all we see on the internet is arguing, ugliness, bullying and attacking….internet vigilantes. We have to be accountable for our own actions and I see so much inappropriate behavior that I wonder has the moral compass been lost.
My heart goes out to all those families with loved ones who were killed in this mass shooting and I send prayers to the survivors and the families. No one for any reason should be a victim of hate. I know many that “call” themselves Christian spew hate for various reasons but if they were truly following Christ, they would act like Christ who was about love, compassion and caring. But so many are so busy judging others that they evidently do not have time to study the Bible and see what it really says. Paul tells us we are not to judge others. Jesus exhibits that over and over. He told the Pharisees and Priests that brought the woman into Jesus wanting her stoned for committing adultery and Jesus reply was “He who is without sin throw the first stone” and they all left. So I ask people who have been victims of all this hate to know that not all of us who say we follow Christ hate others.
Now this shooting the man was said to have called the FBI and said it was an ISIS job. What more do we need? And yet it seems like some would rather do anything than say why this man did this. Overseas, they have targeted LGBT people and have killed them and beheaded them. If you never admit there is a problem, the problem can not be fixed. Banning guns will not fix it because it will not stop the criminals, the thugs, the mentally ill from acquiring some weapon. We have to start addressing the problem and start reigning in our own anger/hatred/etc. And we have to know the truth of what has happened and not get derailed into other areas. Yes, there are some who will try to tell is it is all of us that is the problem and it is not the hatred groups doing this. And again I say, if the truth is not told, if the real problem is not admitted then it will never be fixed. We can not let ourselves turn into the kind of person we do not like.
Don’t tell half-truths and expect trust when the full truth comes out. Half truths are no better than lies….
I wish the media would read this and understand it. When they manipulate the news, withhold news, do not tell the total truth, they are lying to us. Is is pitiful that we have to look at other country’s news stations or hunt independent ones to know what is really going on in our country. But, if you are a person that wants the truth and wants to know what our government is really doing, you will hunt for the truth.
We were created perfect. People did not come into this world hating. They learn it as they grow up. I remember working to make sure my sons did not have prejudice or racial hatred towards others no matter what their skin color was, where they came from, what sex they were or sexual orientation. That is not our job to judge that. Our job as Jesus told us is to love the Lord with all our hearts and all our souls and to love our neighbor (meaning all the other people in the world” as we love ourselves and if everyone did that, we would not have hatred. I come from the hippy generation where all we wanted was peace and I think that is why all this hatred and anger really bother me. And the young generation has learned a lot of anger and hatred and are ready to attack and scream for any reason. That saddens me. Why not take that energy albeit negative energy and turn it into something positive. Every thing that crosses our mind does not have to come out our mouths.
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If you live your life with integrity, honesty and morals, then expect those around you to do the same. I grew up hearing that expression that “birds of a feather flock together” and it was not until I got older that I realized that another expression “we are known by the people we associate with” was saying the same thing. If we believe in integrity, honesty, ethics, love, compassion and kindness, then we should be hanging around with people who believe like we do. People with similar beliefs and likes tend to hang out together. Those that are big drinkers hang around those that are drinkers. Those that like to party hang around those that like to party. Those that are church goers hang around other church going people. And those that are filled with love and kindness and caring and integrity tend to hang around others that are the same. And those that like to play games, lie and deceive tend to hang around others that like to do that too. So, I believe we hang around or associate with those who have the same moral compass as we do. So, if you are starting to notice that your moral compass is off kilter, perhaps you need to start associating with a different group of people.
Pay attention to those around you and look for the fruits of the spirit which are love, joy, peace, long-suffering, gentleness, goodness, faith and when you find people who are the same you will find you have a much more joy filled and happy life. Look for those that are honest, ethical and have a sense of community about them. Just a hint is that if you get in a group of people who are always spewing hate, attacking others, putting others down, etc then you have stepped into the wrong group. And if you get in a group that is sweet and loving and caring but does all the hating and attacking, etc, you have fallen into a group whose moral compass has gone astray. Once you become aware, then you will recognize that some of the sugary sweet things they say really have a knife in the middle of the bouquet. Be accountable for yourself and your views in life and what you say to others for this is real life not a rehearsal. We do not get another chance.
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In today’s time there is a lot of what I call the “busy-busy syndrome”. It is like watching ants running all over the place. Families on the go all the time, people rushing from one thing to the other. And maybe it is the southern in me, but I have to wonder why the need to rush? How can you enjoy anything if you are always rushing. It is like trying to eat a meal in five minutes. You do not even taste the food.
Do people try to shove too much into their day? Maybe they want to do too many things at once. I remember being young and thinking I had all the time in the world to do things and thinking I had time later to spend with loved ones. But, we are not guaranteed that. Time is like sand and slides right through our fingers. Have you ever gotten up one morning and then suddenly it is bed time and you wonder where all the time went? That is how easily we can lose it and if we are rushing all the time, it is even easier.
“Your children can be around you all day, but if you don’t spend quality time with them and if you don’t pay attention to them and talk to them and listen to them, it doesn’t matter that they are just around you.”
There is time and then there is quality time. We all have plain ole time that slips through our fingers but if we are rushing all the time, we are losing that quality time. I would rather have thirty minutes of quiet time talking to my children, than ten hours of everyone rushing around half way talking.
I guess being older than dirt, I look at life differently. I realize that all these things we think we have to do are not going to make one difference when we die. I would rather my loved ones remember me hugging them and telling them I loved them than all the gifts in the world.
Son and I were talking about how families seldom sit down to eat meals together anymore, how televisions and computers occupy so much time that conversation does not happen anymore. When we moved over the mountain and were at the motel seven weeks, we got up every morning and went down to the little dining room and ate breakfast together and sat there drinking coffee and talking. And we got spoiled to that because we would sit there for over an hour just talking.
I am such a country girl and love the slower paced life. That does not mean I do not want to go anywhere or do anything because I do. I just do not want the rushing that seems to go on today. I would love to slowly travel across the country in that bus we have on our dream list. The reason for the little bus like they use to pick up the handicapped, is it has a lift for my chair and motor homes do not. But, slowly go across not zoom and then you can’t remember where you went or what you saw.
I would love to go and spend two weeks in a boarding room right near the Panacea in Italy and be close enough to get to the train and close enough to just meander around the streets right there and soak it all up. I love Italy and on my bucket list is to return there one day. I would love to go to France and see Julia’s France, the back streets and the real people and slowly walk the streets and see all the vendors.
I think I no longer have a hurry button on me and it makes me sad to see so many rushing around and then can not even really tell you what they did that day. Time, it runs out for all of us so what have you done with yours? How fast is the sand running through yours in comparison to what you are doing? We have no guarantees of tomorrow and I do not want to regret not being with those I love and not telling them and showing them how much I love them.
Son and I do grounding which is going back to earth and nature. We sit outside, bare feet on the ground with the wind softly blowing and the sun shining through, and we allow all the negative energy to escape through our feet into the earth. We also take the time to just talk about life. You all should try it some time. Unplug those computers, cellphones, WiFi or turn them off and allow your bodies to just release all of that negative energy that flows through the air from all the electronics we use and let it flow out the bottoms of your feet. I think you will be amazed. Our NA ancestors knew this and knew that we were part of nature and how to heal ourselves.
I believe in fighting and keeping going in life in spite of obstacles. I have been this way all my life and it has been a good thing with all the health issues I deal with. I could do like some people and lay back and whine that I just can not do it and expect others to do it for me but I do not. You can call it self-respect, personal pride…whatever…but the truth is I do not like being thought of as someone who uses other people for what I can do for myself and so I do not. I am just too head-strong.
I am still going and fighting to get better. Some days it is really hard and it would be so easy to lay back and say I can not do it. But, the truth of the matter is, I get a rush every time I push myself to keep going and I accomplish doing it in spite of what the illnesses are doing to me.
My health issues will take me down one day, but they will not without the fight of all fights. I refuse to let it win if I have anything left in me to stop it. Sometimes my son will say I should not do this or that or that I can not do this or that and my response is ”you watch my shirt tail pop son”. That means I am going to try or go down trying. So, I put on my wonder woman head band and say to my illnesses and diseases that are stealing my life ”you take that cause I am NOT giving up!” The diseases will take me down one day but I can guarantee you that they will get an “arse whupping” on the way down from me.
Some days the diseases will win but that is ok because when I lay here at night recouping, I am building my fight back up to give it a run for its money tomorrow and the next day and the next. Hear me diseases for my roar may be small at times but it is still a roar.
I live on faith. Yes, I have faith in God but there is also another kind of faith. It is the faith that I will wake up in the morning ready to fight again. It is the faith that I will endure one more round of high pain and muscle spasms and a hard time breathing one more time. It is the faith that I will not give up but will keep fighting not just for me but for the ones I love. It is the faith that when things are too tough and I can not stand it, I will be carried through it. It is the faith..that I will never lose my faith in God, in those I love, in survival, in truth, in honesty, in justice, in goodness, in peace, in love, in compassion for those things keep the world going. And it is faith in the knowledge that sometimes, faith is all I need.
I have a great deal of emotion about the truth and people being honest. I tell people I live by a creed which is do not lie to me and do not steal from me. It does not matter whether it is my time, my money or my heart just do not steal from me.. Son tells people I have a built-in radar and know instantly when someone lies to me. And my son is probably right and that makes some people very mad with me because they know they can not lie to me and get away with it. The reason I hate lies is the following:
This one sentence changes the whole scope of things. When someone lies to me, than I know in their eyes I am not worth knowing the truth. And anytime anyone lies, that is what they are saying whether they mean to or not. Once a person lies to me, they have lost all credibility with me. I would rather hear the truth even if hurtful than to be lied to.
I guess I am a funny person. As long as you are truthful to me, I will stand by you through whatever comes. That does not mean I will defend you if you are wrong. It means that I will not leave you even if you get in trouble. I will stand by you so you do not have to go through it alone.
Do not believe in anything simply because you have heard it. Do not believe in anything simply because it is spoken and rumored by many. Do not believe in anything simply because it is found written in your religious books. Do not believe in anything merely on the authority of your teachers and elders. Do not believe in traditions because they have been handed down for many generations. But after observation and analysis, when you find that anything agrees with reason and is conducive to the good and benefit of one and all, then accept it and live up to it. ~Buddha
This is very evident to see in what is going on in our country and the world right now as politicians are campaigning for office. We can not longer trust mainstream media to tell us the truth. They will present what they stand for instead of being the watch dogs they used to be years ago. So, if you can not believe the media about these politicians or these political parties, what do you do? You research for yourself the people you want to vote for and then make your decision but do not let others lead you into that decision. Not all GOP are bad nor are they all good anymore than all Democrats are good or all or bad. This is why I do not vote by party.
The truth and standing up for what is right go hand in hand. One should not stand up for something that they have no clue as to whether it is true or not. We were given a brain and that brain was so that we might reason and study and learn and not just accept the appearance of something without first checking the foundation. Believe in what you know to be true not what someone else tells you to believe. And once you spot a lie, then put your guard up for that means anything that the person or place has told you is suspect.
“In the End, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.”
Martin Luther King, Jr.
I found this to be a very profound quote. And it shows which should be the most important thing to us and that is our loved ones and friends not our enemies. I find that people can get so caught up in what the hate mongers on the internet have to say that they waste a lot of time fussing about them instead of just enjoying and living their life. It is all in how we view it and I do not view what strangers and enemies have to say as important enough to keep me upset for days on end.
I see people put quotes on all the time that say that real friends will go along with what ever you are doing, they will follow you into trouble, etc. And my response is: no, a real friend will try to stop you from getting in trouble and will tell you the truth even when it hurts or makes you mad.
There are two ways the silence affects those we love or ourselves. One is when friends and loved ones are not there to support us in times of pain, suffering or crisis. That silence is acutely felt and is hurtful. We will remember it for a long time. We will remember the silence they left us with. Perhaps they could not handle it or perhaps they just do not like to deal with others suffering or a crisis but it still leaves a path of hurt when it happens. I usually find that those that have left me in crisis are the very ones that want me to listen when they are in crisis. And I will listen because that is how I am.
I love what this quote says for I am also a big believer in that if we are truly friends with someone or if we truly love someone like family or friends, then we are honest with them. Many people will just agree with those around them just for the sake of agreeing and actually will not say anything when loved ones including friends are doing something that will make them look bad, are doing something that can get them in trouble, are doing something deceptive or whatever. I believe that if we truly love someone, then we are totally honest with them. I do not mean make every conversation one of contradicting someone. This is about the important things.
If you saw your best friend or a family member stealing, would you say anything? If you saw them carrying on with someone’s significant other or spouse, would you say anything? If you saw them doing something that could get them in a lot of trouble, would you say anything? If your friend or loved one was telling lies would you say or do anything to make them stop? If you saw them abusing their children, would you say anything? If your friend or family member were driving drunk, would you say anything? Or would you just be silent and let it happen and then when they wrecked and killed themselves or someone else, would you wish you had said something?. I believe personally that if you love a person, then you say something to them even when you know it may make them mad or hurt their feelings for hurt feelings or anger are better than them getting in trouble or someone getting hurt or having a huge blowout because of their behavior.
I think one of the loudest noises in the world is the “silence” of others. And I think it makes us complicit to the other person’s behavior. Being silent is being complacent. And complacency causes complicity. I remember seeing a child abuse case and the whole family knew it was going on and so did the neighbors and not one person said anything, not one person. And the child died. All because people would not step up and say what you are doing is wrong and you are hurting those children. And if they could not do anything to stop the family member personally, they could have reported the person for child abuse and had the child removed from the home. And so now, to me, it was not just that parent that killed that child. It was all the people who failed to say anything that helped kill that child too. It was all the ones that were silent that contributed to the death of the child.. That sound that echoes across the land is called silent complicity.
Stand up and do what is right. Yes, it is hard and can be uncomfortable but if you really care, you will stand up and will tell your loved ones when you see them acting in ways that are harmful to themselves and harmful to others. I see many parents who will not stand up to their children and try to be their friend instead of their parent and the children suffer from it. I hear people say they know that their friend or loved one is doing this or that and going to get in trouble but they will not sit them down and say to them ”If you do not stop you are going to get in trouble”. And the big question is why? I believe people are afraid to do that for fear they will lose that friend or loved one or have them get very angry at them.
I simply believe that the anger or even if the person never speaks to you again because you have told them that you know what they are doing and that they are messing up royally is worth the price. That way you can say you did all you could. I would rather see anger or have them walk away than to see them go to prison or to lose their family or whatever. I would rather see teens be mad at parents who stand up to them than see them turn into something that will get them in trouble down the road and that will turn them into people who do not make them selves accountable for their own actions.
To me, this is what not being silent is. It is an attempt to make a person be accountable for themselves. If someone lies all the time and you just sit there and let them, then you are encouraging them to not be accountable for themselves and you become complicit with their lies. You are enabling them. If you let them know in some way that you know they are lying, then they must face themselves and be accountable for that behavior. Plus by saying something, you are making yourself be accountable. For when you know that it is going on and never say a word, then you are part of the lie or the deceit.
I know I have been missing in action and I do apologize to all of you. First I was recuperating from surgery and it was taking a lot longer than I thought it would. And when you feel so bad, the brain just does not work to well. Fortunately I am over the surgery and feeling much better and can now work towards getting work done on the spine. And just to show you, here is a picture of me feeling so much better since the surgery. Amazing how much better I look with all the infection gone and healing taking place. This was taken a few days ago.
Second reason I have been MIA is I have been so exhausted, more than normal due to the van transmission dying on us and having to ride in son’s jeep. To repair it is more than the value of the van. Our only mode of transportation now is the Jeep Wrangler. And if you know anything about jeeps, you know it is not made for someone with my disabilities. But, I am resilient and I do manage to get into it. I only go out for doctors right now. We are working on selling things we no longer need and then my son is going to sell his jeep and get a vehicle easier for me to get into. But, that brings us back to the exhaustion point. When I have to go beyond my normal means to do things, it zaps me and I tend to crash and sleep to try to rebuild the strength. Another reason I have been MIA.
And the third reason is that my son here has helped me compile my poetry book that I have worked on for almost two years. Some of you have read my poetry so you know how I write. Well….*drum roll* ….the book is complete, we just got the proof copies for one last look and then it will be time to hit the publish button on Amazon so that the book goes on sale. I am so proud. I feel like I gave birth only it was less painful. *Giggling*. And here are a few pictures to show you front and back and one to show how thick it is. It came out to be around 80 pages. I know poetry books do not become huge sellers but I will be happy if it just sells some. The author is shown as “simply danLrene” because that is the writing name I use but there is a picture of me sans the oxygen hose in the back with my name and a little write-up.
The font is a size 12 because I wanted people to be able to read with ease. The picture on the front is the view from my front door. There are other pictures I have taken in the book too. And on the back is one of my quotes that I love so much. I could not have done this without my son here helping me put it together. My hope is that it sells enough to help with the vehicle fund.
So, as you can see, it has been a very complicated few weeks. But I am back ready to write again. I will post the link on Amazon once the book is published and ready to go on sale.
Before I can tell you of Juliana and her siblings, I must first tell you of John and Tammy Carver. I came across their story on YouTube and it touched my heart to the core. Maybe it touched it so much because of the health issues I have been through and my sons have been through. All I know is that John and Tammy are two of the most loving and caring parents. You only have to watch them to know how much they love their children. Back in the late 90’s I believe it was, they decided they wanted to adopt children. They started off adopting two and then kept going back and getting more until they had six children from Russia. Juliana is one of the younger ones. And they are all wonderful children.
In 2007 when Juliana was barely five years old, she was diagnosed with cancer. I can not imagine my child being diagnosed with cancer much less at the age of five. Juliana is now I believe 14 and she has battled cancer seven times through these past 9 years and has had many treatments and surgeries. She is such a warrior child and I love her strong attitude.
video from John Carver
They thought they were cancer free at the end of 2015 but it did not work out that way and so the battle goes on. Only now, the doctors told her parents that the cure might be a bone marrow transplant. This is how loving these parents are. They knew it had to be a blood relative that donated the bone marrow. They had adopted her older sister but she was not a match. And so John went looking for Juliana’s real mother and they found her. They are always right there with her through each medical thing.
image from Angels For Juliana
image from Angels For Juliana
The birth mother flew over to the bone marrow donation and while she was here they learned that she had a very rough life and because she was working so hard to care for her parents and her children, she left them with her mother. Her mother had some serious problems and the children got taken away and the mother did not know where they were. The Carvers paid for her to fly to America and donated the bone marrow only with the cancer back, the bone marrow transplant had to be put off for the second time. And this is where they are now.
Two Mothers–One Mission
video from John Carver
This is the post they made about the transplant being postponed:
“Thursday April 7, 2016 7 Juliana goes back to Johns Hopkins for a blood and platelet transfusion. ALL her 120+ transfusions have been done at Sinai Hospital in Baltimore Maryland since 2007 so this will be the first time she’s received transfusions at Johns Hopkins Hospital.
Friday, Juliana has Hickman lines put in her chest (again) in preparation for the bone marrow transplant. She had Hickman lines when she had cancer the 3rd time. Friday afternoon she, also, goes to the Radiology dept to get set up for 5 new radiation treatments. As I understand it she will be getting 5 radiation treatments starting on or hopefully before April 14. That puts us up to about April 20.”
I am writing about them because I know they need some help. People sent many presents for all the kids but with all this happening again, they asked people instead of sending gifts if they could, would they send gift cards for gas and food places to eat as they have to travel back and forth to the hospital. Caseycares.org was kind enough to give them tickets to the Aquarium there for all of them including the kids. It was a nice break for them from the hospital.
So, if anyone is interested in helping them, here is their PO Box.
P.O. Box 39
Manchester MD 21102
Here are links you can watch to see the story of Juliana and her cancer journey.
If you click on the You-tube link, on the right hand side of the page you will see many other vlogs about Juliana and what is going on. Also her Facebook page is located here and they welcome any and all prayers and support.: https://www.facebook.com/Angels-For-Juliana-250289225091998/?fref=ts