My Journey Through Life

I wrote this shortly after my dad died last summer, just never felt moved to post it, but now, for some reason, I do. I’ve never been a poet But the feelings I have must be recorded somehow As a father, he had no equal As a friend, no one to compare I guess I’ll never know what Sacrifices were made Or what hopes and dreams may have been Left unfulfilled But we, his children and wife meant more than anything to him I treasure every moment of my childhood and my youth Spent fishing, and playing games And listening to silly songs And I feel certain that the dream of having A loving, happy family meant more to him Than fame or wealth And I wouldn’t trade those memories of anything And the best part is I know he wouldn’t have, either

My DH and I took my sister-in-law out for breakfast today. We went to Gettysburg, PA, to a nice little diner. We had a good breakfast, even though the service was slow...they were very busy. When we were done, we stopped and took a short walk on the battlefield. I don't know if you have ever been to Gettysburg, or have any interest in the Civil War, but that won't make a whole lot of difference here. We walked up to the Peace Light Memorial, if you have any interest in reading more about it, here is a link http://www.virtualgettysburg.com/exhibit/monuments/pages/cm040.html I have been to this monument many times, but was surprised to see several sheets of plywood, or boards of some type attached to stone walls. As we got closer, we could see that the reason for this is that some bunch of worthless, lowlife, rude, disrespectful, sick, disgusting beings...I say this cause they don't deserve to be called 'people' sprayed graffiti on several parts of the monument.

Got up early this morning and took time to cut up veggies for a salad. I thought this would go a long way to encouraging me to eat a salad for supper tonight instead of making an excuse to stop for fast food or get subs. My eating habits have been bad lately...way too much fat!!! I need to get with the program and stay with it. I fall off the healthy lifestyle wagon so easily! Say a little prayer for my success today!

My DH called me at 8am to ask if I wanted to go for a walk when he got home from work. Sure, I said, trying to be cheery, even though he had awakened me from a strange dream. My plan was to get back on track with diet and exercise today, so that was great timing. I put on some jeans that were less than clean, pulled my hair back in a pony tail, slipped on a t-shirt and sweatshirt and waited for his arrival. Shortly after he got home, I was checking out Yoville (almost have enough coin to buy my Cape Cod) when DH made a disgusted noise...he was trying to put my shoes on. You see, my feet are big and so we get our shoes mixed up easily. Anyway, we got our walking shoes on and away we went. It was cold...32 degrees! It was good to get out and walk...I have had so many things going on the last couple weeks that I have really ignored good eating habits and exercise has only been hit or miss. We were walking under the railroad underpass (highline as they call it here) and spotted a tin