Hello,

Today is almost over.

Life it's self is something to behold. To be without life, is not to exist, to exist is to have life.

As the summer that never was has ended, I wish I could walk away from what has been and into something greater, regrets there are, so the new greater change has to wade through the pain, the sadness, the silence, all that is.

Okay enough of the heavy thinking.

I mentioned a little story in my last post, well I have decided that the short story on why I DO NOT LIKE FORD vehicles will wait a day or 2. The Found On Road Dead Taruras will have it's story told another day, a new day I could only wish that I could be surprised with a miracle that it is not as bad as I believe it to be and that the company that built that piece of crap car would take some responsibility towards the fact that the transmission is a piece of sh........ But all that is for another post.

SO have have started back with my weights and toning exerises this week. After sundown I have resumed my relaxing exerices, now I need to get myself back to walking the Herbert Fischer Walking Track at Staduim Park, 3 miles or maybe 4.5 would help put my mind back were it needs to be, I hope.......   I wonder if anyone there has missed walking passed me and exchanging our hellos and smiles. The smiles, I miss the smiles. I am getting there soon, probably not tomorrow or even Thursday, maybe Friday if the weather holds out.

Why is it that when I need a hug I go to my children, not the hubby? Is it because he does not know how to just hold without being stupid, or is it his hugs just aren't comforting because I never know when the other shoe is going to drop, is it because I feel like I am always walking on eggshells around him, is it all these things? Why is it that I don't have anyone to confide in or that I do not feel secure placing the parts of my soul that needs to express inter thoughts in writing in a journal, on paper or on line?

Well that 's enough for tonight.


Catchya later . . . . . . somewhere in the unwritten future . . . . . . . none of that has happened yet

Keep dreaming . . . . . . keep working on those dreams . . . . . . . someday they will come true.

Life needs laughter, love and music . . . to everyone I say, "go make some today and if you can't make some find some, somewhere out there".

Kathy Doherty
A Happy Day Lawn Display, Inc.