It’s tangled branches with seemingly no sense of design, yet built to withstand the winds of life,  the rain of sorrow,  and the cold of seasons changing…

    Blogs to oblige the political correctness in me*  Dear Veterans:  Thankyou… thankyou for spilling your blood.  Thankyou for being far from home.  Thank you for doing without comforts of everyday life.  Thank you for worrying about your loved ones.  Thank you for bearing the burdens, the scars, the responsibility that is war.  Thank you for forging a way for others.  Without You, there is no US and no “U.S.”

~Love Sweetiegirlz

P.S.  I will make an effort to remember you on more than just this one day.

 

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Today was okay, i guess. It was a mixture of sad and sweet. 

 I was told by someone today, that someone very close to me has cancer.  

  Just another reminder of how vulnerable we are as human beings and how at any time at all our lives can change dramatically, even when there is a positive outcome, there still remains “the changing” part that leaves indelible reminders of times, we don’t care to remember. 

 I think I am fighting the last stubborn stronghold of this virus.  It started up in my head, went to my throat and now today it is making me cough…a lot.  I’m tired but oh so thankful that this day was a day off for me. 

 I slept in until 11 a.m.  Doug marched in the Parade with the “colors” and he had a great time since this year was near perfect weather and last year ugh,  raining and cold. 

Doug had his free dinner from Applebees in recognition of veterans everywhere.  I had soup by my own choice.  ’

  We did a little Christmas shopping early since we plan on going on vacation on thanksgiving and we are taking Christmas presents with us to save on the mailing.  

 Otherwise I would NOT be shopping early. I never did really get in the mood for Christmas until…Christmas.  go figure.  

 While in the store, at least 6 patrons thanked Doug for his service, since he was still in his uniform from the parade.   Proud of him.  I really am.

  Others in the restaurant included some elderly gentlemen, some with canes.  Some wearing their VFW (veterans of Foreign wars) caps.  

 This evening Big A had a couple friends over and we were all in the living room just talking and laughing and having a fun time.  She is not on lockdown anymore, and she can be described as prolly the happiest teen on earth.   I just want her to stay this way:

 

*big A and her best friend*

 

 

*little A guitar hero freak*

 

 

*Big A and her friend that is a boy*

Tommorrow: work.  early.  so, see you all later.  have a great Thursday. (((Hugs)))) SG.

 

 

 

 

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