Okay people, I'm going Political here...(this is only my opinion!)
Recently in the news there has been talk about entering Iran. Now, I haven't heard all the details on this, or claim to know exactly what that means. Actually I know nothing to be honest. But it got me thinking about this whole "war" we are in, and how the American people are reacting to it. More and More I hear about people saying they don't respect Bush, don't agree with his reasoning for going in, they want a different President, etc. This has made many people rethink their political position, wether they actually agree with the Republican's or not. So after years of hearing all the backlashing towards our leader, I have something to say.
Like I said before, I don't have a politically correct stance on what is going on, and that is not the topic I want to start here.
But more of this...I think we all need to realize what the United States of America is. We are the leaders of the world. With leadership comes responsibility, some of which is not wanted, but we can't run from it. Maybe we have labeled ourselves the "Peacekeeper" if you will, but that is our label. We are what we are. And I don't believe that will every change, regardless of who is in the White House. We will always have men overseas, it might not be all over the news, but they are there whether you know about it or not. The future holds a cycle of life that has been so since the world was created. People fued. Others stand against them. There is loss, and there is gain. This is the way of life, and no matter who is leading our country, this will always be the way of the U.S.A. I just want to stop hearing people talk as though this will change next year. People are dying, starving, murdering over beliefs, ALL over the world. Who will stand up and say ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!
Okay, I will get off my soap box now.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Just for this Day ~Sally Meyer
Just for this day.
Just for this morning, I am going to smile whenever I see your face.
and laugh when I feel like crying.
Just for this morning, I will let you wake up softly, all rumpled in your
flannel and I will hold you until you are ready.
Just for this morning, I will let you choose what you want to wear, and
smile and say you're beautiful.
Just for this morning, I am going to step over the laundry, and pick you
up and take you to the park to play.
Just for this morning, I am going to eat a huge breakfast , with bacon
eggs, toast and waffles, and you don't have to eat any.
Just for this morning, I will leave the dishes in the sink, and let you
teach me how to put that 100 piece puzzle together.
Just for this afternoon, I will unplug the telephone and keep the
computer off, and sit with you in the garden blowing bubbles.
Just for this afternoon, I will not yell once, not even a tiny grumble
when you scream and whine for the ice cream truck, and I will buy you one if he comes by.
Just for this afternoon, I won't worry about what you are going to be
when you grow up or who you might have been before your diagnosis.
Just for this afternoon, I will let you help me bake cookies, and I won't
stand over you trying to 'fix' things.
Just for this afternoon, I will let you put all kinds of barettes in my
hair, and put lipstick on my face, and I will tell you how pretty you have made me look.
Just for this afternoon I will take you to McDonalds and buy us both a
Happy meal so you can have both toys.
Just for this evening, I will hold you in my arms and tell you a story
about how you were born, and how much we love you.
Just for this evening, I will let you splash in the bathtub and not get
angry when you throw water over your sister's head.
Just for this evening, I will let you stay up late while we sit on the
porch swing and count all the stars.
Just for this evening, I will bring you glasses of water, and snuggle
beside you for three hours and miss my favorite show on t.v.
Just for this evening, When I kneel down to pray, I will simply be
grateful for all that I have and not ask for anything, except
just one more day.
Sally Meyer
C. 1999.
No portion of this poem may be reproduced, copied, or forwarded, without express written permission by the author.
Just for this morning, I am going to smile whenever I see your face.
and laugh when I feel like crying.
Just for this morning, I will let you wake up softly, all rumpled in your
flannel and I will hold you until you are ready.
Just for this morning, I will let you choose what you want to wear, and
smile and say you're beautiful.
Just for this morning, I am going to step over the laundry, and pick you
up and take you to the park to play.
Just for this morning, I am going to eat a huge breakfast , with bacon
eggs, toast and waffles, and you don't have to eat any.
Just for this morning, I will leave the dishes in the sink, and let you
teach me how to put that 100 piece puzzle together.
Just for this afternoon, I will unplug the telephone and keep the
computer off, and sit with you in the garden blowing bubbles.
Just for this afternoon, I will not yell once, not even a tiny grumble
when you scream and whine for the ice cream truck, and I will buy you one if he comes by.
Just for this afternoon, I won't worry about what you are going to be
when you grow up or who you might have been before your diagnosis.
Just for this afternoon, I will let you help me bake cookies, and I won't
stand over you trying to 'fix' things.
Just for this afternoon, I will let you put all kinds of barettes in my
hair, and put lipstick on my face, and I will tell you how pretty you have made me look.
Just for this afternoon I will take you to McDonalds and buy us both a
Happy meal so you can have both toys.
Just for this evening, I will hold you in my arms and tell you a story
about how you were born, and how much we love you.
Just for this evening, I will let you splash in the bathtub and not get
angry when you throw water over your sister's head.
Just for this evening, I will let you stay up late while we sit on the
porch swing and count all the stars.
Just for this evening, I will bring you glasses of water, and snuggle
beside you for three hours and miss my favorite show on t.v.
Just for this evening, When I kneel down to pray, I will simply be
grateful for all that I have and not ask for anything, except
just one more day.
Sally Meyer
C. 1999.
No portion of this poem may be reproduced, copied, or forwarded, without express written permission by the author.
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