Bless his heart- what was he thinking?

Good morning and welcome to Mingle!!!

Very beautiful writing-about some not so beautiful feelings...

Well done, once again.

Maybe the dogs could let the people out and leave them there...and then theyd know how it feels.

That is sad. My dog is my best friend. she is treated better than most Queens...LOL
I guard her with my life and she does the same for me

I try not to think of myself as unloved-

Im just UNDISCOVERED.....LOL

Well -
ever since I can remember, I was told....

I was like a ballerina with polio-

I looked like a taxi cab with the doors open- (big ears)

And that I could mess up a steel ball with a cotton hammer...


And those were all from my dad- LOL

After surviving that everything the school kids threw at me was just lame...

Running towards 46- I never felt better. The best is yet to come!!...

Hey -while it is important to be happy with the way you look "for you"--as for me- I think you look extremely Great! I dont see any fat in your pictures.

You're quite striking in fact..

Hey "T" --Thanks for the sweet words I have missed you too...

(((HUGS))) in bunches!!

Fantastic writing!!!

Bravo

You go rock n roll gal!! Bounce away!!!

Positive attitude is everything-I know-
<<<Stage 4 melanoma>>> survivor--Woo Hoo!

10 yrs cancer free and still rockin myself....

Hey Im here if you ever need and ear, a shoulder or someone to help you comb your peachy fuzz...
You ARE beautiful!

ROCK ON!!!

WELCOME to Mingle!

You will meet a lot of nice people here- Its a great place...
Nice to see you and jump on in and have a great time...

I am a single parent. When I got pregnant with my son, his father took off and never once tried to contact my son. Over the years I watched as his insecurites built because he felt he had no foundation of who he was due to his fathers absence all his life.
There was a void. He was angry and as much as he wanted to be loved he fought everyone who tried to get close to him for fear they would eventually leave him too and again he would be let down.

He finally met his father at 15 but he was a drunk and acted like a jerk..and my son came to realize that I had done him a favor by not trying to contact his father all those years and that he was who he was and it had nothing to do with his fathers lack of input in his life. He told his father not to come back because his words did not match his actions and when he was ready to get real-then he would talk to him. We never heard from him again.
My son tried to run off several potential relationships out of fear of not only being rejected again, but out of fear of loosing me to this other person. I had to let him know that my love for him was seperate and would never be changed because I had found happiness in a relationship. My son felt that he was the man of the house and his job was to protect me from possible hurt. I was the one constant in his life and his reactions were based out of fear and concern.

Today my son is 18 and he is a remarkable young man. Sometimes it just takes time patience and understanding. It isnt always easy- but hang in there and remember he is 15. Respect his feelings because they are valid, but set healthy boundaries, and let him know he can tell you anything- he needs to know you will listen even if you dont totally understand why he feels the way he does...
My heart goes out to you- I know first hand how this feels-it will get better, it is a hard balancing act sometimes.

My prayers are with you. Keep the faith girl, keep the faith (hugs)

The Garden

The soil was tilled and fertilized -she took much care in that
Then she found her gardening gloves and her favorite old straw hat-
She gathered all the seeds she had and placed them in her cart
And planted them in careful rows- spacing them apart.
Softly she covered each one with the sun warmed earth
And watched and watered diligently as each one was birthed.
They peeked their tiny heads up, reaching toward the sun
She made sure to tend each plant as if it were her only one.
After weeks of weeding and the rainstorms that came and went
She began to see some fruit, from all the time she’d spent.
The weeds came but she pulled them out, tossing them aside;
Tending the rows so carefully made, looking on with pride.
She checked her garden everyday, laboring with such care
Until she saw the bounty of all she’d planted there.
Picking each one at just the right time, she enjoyed so much
All that the little seeds had produced, nurtured by her touch.
Her table full of bounty and her heart full of pride
Carefully saving all the seeds the harvest had inside.
Her work began in the fall, never too early to begin
Preparing for next year so she could do it all again.

I love this site

I love this site
to that theres no doubt
Its nice to come in
And wonder about
Reading the antics
of all who appear
In font and in photo
And build friendships here

So to you all I say
Thanks to all who post
This is the place
I hang out the most
Not cuz of the cuties
Tho that really helps
Its all the people
Who've invested themselves
To make this site super
and keep it alive
I hope that this site
Forever will thrive.

Thank you for the kind words...
Greatly appreciated!

Her world was sheltered for so long somehow she liked it that way
Though it had been so lonely at times she'd wanted a man who'd "stay"
Not treat her like an object for a brief time or some trophy girl
So she took a leap of faith and let him into her lonely world.
He brought the sunshine when he came, his laughter sweet and warm
Somehow she felt he'd be different, a shelter during lifes storms-
For once in a very long time she trusted he was true to his word
And he had the most angelic voice she thought she'd ever heard.
So she met met him one fall morning, with her heart in hand-
Tears were brimming in her eyes, she hoped he'd undertsand.
"Here is whats left of my fragile heart, Its been tightly locked away
He took it and tucked it where it would forever stay
You've earned the right to carry it now"- with a tremble in her kiss
She hugged him like an innocent child who had just made a wish
Cupping her face in his hands he said "Honey, I will keep it safe,
Ill cherish your heart always, even unto my grave.
He locked his arms around her waist and lifted her to him
They tenderly locked in the embrace until the sun grew dim
The next day whe she awoke to see him lying there
She gently kissed his cheek and smoothed his rustled hair
As he rested quietly a tear ran own her chin
For the first time in many years-she felt peace within.
I know you wont break my heart, I know you wont lie
You'll be the man I know you to be, and never say goodbye.

Good to see you back- Glad to hear your surgery went well...
Thoughts and prayer for you and complete healing !

Very good writing...

I managed 8 Years. Finally I could take it no longer.