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Josephine, Josie, Josephina

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Today marks three years since I saw or petted my beloved pet Josie! She was one of the sweetest dogs I have ever known. She died in her sleep and I found her lying on her favorite foot stole, at the foot of my bed.

She was white and had tan markings, and she had a belly covered in black freckles. She had the cutest face and was knee high in height. I will never forget the fourteen years I had with her. She brought so much love into our family. She grew up with my kids and with my granddaughter who was a year old when she died.

I first laid eyes on Josie when she was five months old. She was at a local no kill shelter here in my home town. She was being housed with a little beagle puppy, she absolutely adored playing with. They were on display because it was adoption day at this shelter, and they were placed right up front next to the front door of this shelter in wire pet play area. Josie was so white and had a spot of brown on her side of face and ear. She had pink nose skin with dotted black freckles. Her belly had a “S” branded on it, meaning that she was spaded. This was part of her charm. I mean a dog with its own tattoo is cool. She had tall thin legs and a long tail. her fur was short and she was so soft. Her almond looking eyes were so precious. I could tell she was a female dog because of her face shape. She looked feminine.

This dog was not going to be my dog I was just suppose to be petting animals, for the sheer joy of it. See, I had lost my miniature poodle, JOJO. It was hard on me and I did not want to take another dog right then. I had to have my JOJO put to sleep and he had been with me for fourteen years. he had been there in my life through some very difficult changes and things that happened. JOJO was special and well I did not know if my heart could take losing another dog.

My family insisted that we all go to the shelter this day and look at the animals. Just suppose to had been for fun. I was told they were worried for me, since I had lost JOJO and was feeling down. They were right. I was heart broken. But this dog, whom I saw here, at this shelter had something about her that was special. I sensed it right off. My family insisted I take her out and pet her. I was encouraged to adopt her as well. They said she was what I needed. So I hesitantly paid for and adopted her. She was so precious, I could not resist. Her ears at that time stood straight up in the air and she had the personality to match those spectacular ears. I fell in love with her and so did my family.

Later on, I would hear how she was thrown from a moving truck, along with her siblings, in the middle of a busy highway. I also heard that she was saved but scared of people a little more than usual. This was okay because I was going to heal her hurt with all the love I had, and she, in turn, healed a piece of my broken heart, that was in losing my JOJO. See, we saved each other, if you will. Near her 12th birthday, I took her to the vet because she was acting like she was in pain. Turns out she had arthritis in her spine. This was a result of the abuse she received by being thrown out of a moving vehicle. My baby was in pain. I didn’t like to know that. I don’t know how long she had been suffering from it but she still managed to get around and follow me. She should not have to have gone through that. That made me so sad. I watched a dog that ran around like she was on fire and having fun doing it, to a dog whose back legs became stiff and she struggled to get up and down off of things. She went from sleeping with me to have to sleep on a footstool, on the floor.

She always was skittish and shy. She would bow her head when being scolded for something. Very meek and mild, she would grow to be. She was a constant for me when I needed her love, she always gave it freely and wholeheartedly. I will never have another dog like her, but I will always cherish my time with her.

She was and will always remain a part of my heart! This dedication is to you, my darling, Josie. I will always love you! I miss you so much.


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Thoughts for today…

I am lucky to be a grandmother.
I love having God’s forgiveness and grace.
I have many I consider friends but few that I know would have my back. Sadly.
I believe all life has a right to live…even unborn children.
I try daily to lift someone up because I have been where they are at, at one time or another…at least close to it.
Wish that everyone would treat others fairly and care…really care about their feelings. Like they would their own.
Have a good day!

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The Cake…my daughter

My daughter and new son in law.
My daughter.

Great wedding folks.

Thought I’d share the cake, me and my husband made. The wedding theme was tie dyed.

Happy Fourth

I’ll see you on this side of the rainbow.


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Can’t Go Back, thoughts

Often times I sit and wonder. I wonder if a person who has been gone for many years can just decide that they want to go back to a place that was familiar, or to people who once were familiar? Or should they want to?

I left a bad situation(I will call it) over 21 years ago. I was speaking to someone yesterday about “home” and what it should mean to someone who has got one. How a person who has people and family in their lives that really care and want them around, and how they should be grateful. This comes from situations that some find themselves, with a want to be back in the life of someone whom you wish you could go to, but sadly, can’t. I came home thinking about this conversation I had with my friend. I was immediately saddened. What in the world? Was I talking to them or myself?

If I am truly honest with myself, I miss my younger life, the one before all the wrong things happened. I miss the family image, of the people I called family and how much I long for the “what if’s”. If I am honest though, that is not my personal reality. I won’t ever have that. I won’t have that nicely packaged beginning to the end story that some have. I won’t get to share my thoughts, my worries, my dreams, my stuff with that “Idealism” family. I have my immediate family now and that is where my attention and the efforts I make, go to. I feel sad for my children, for my dreams of having an extended family so that they could experience that. But you know, it is not my fault. I was the one who was mistreated. I was the one who was given no other choice.

Like many others, I struggle writing about this personal stuff. I am almost afraid of writing it because they might see it, hahaha. Isn’t that a kick in the pants? They removed me, I am afraid of them reading my writing, and all. That is ironic. I need to write to share my experiences with others, it is to help others not feel so alone or isolated. Others need to know that this happens to not just them but others. I think I can help others by sharing.

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Now don’t get me wrong in that, I had all bad days living with my family. Because I did not. I do have fond memories at various stages in my life. But the hidden truth was the part f me that tried to survive back then, well it created happiness where it could find it. I was the only one who knew what was going on with me, until a certain age, adulthood. I told the person I believed would have my back thru thick and thin, but that was not happening. Not in my case. Perhaps this person had many things to deal with on their own. Maybe they themselves were fighting some of their own demons. I guess they could of even been prisoner to their own choices in life. I was just a mere battle, in their own war. I will never know, I guess.

If someday I can look back without great sorrow, I will, at last, be free. Free of the burden of the “what if’s”, at least I hope. 21 years is a long time. It is a hard life when you question everything from back then. It is hard to imagine how lives that were supposed to have you in the picture, have never even wanted to have you there.

I will focus on my immediate family and so should you if you are in the same “boat”. I implore you to look ahead and not behind you, in a way that affects your now and future.

Please don’t waste your love, your opportunities, your thoughts searching and wondering. Life has a way of giving back what you put forth into it. I know.

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More at a later date.

And I shall see you on this side of the rainbow.

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First(s) of my garden…

Hello people! Hot day around where I live. I brought in my harvest for the day.

I have a huge zucchini squash. And some Roma tomatoes. I planted inside my flower bed this year, as well as, in a garden.

The picture above is from my flower bed.

The corner is where I placed my zucchini plants. This picture was before doing that.
This is my tomatoes in the cornerof my flower bed. This picture was when I first started planting them.
The stone’s were made for me by a local lady. Cat heads

I love that the veggies have taken off wonderfully amongst the flowers. I had a rather splendid idea. Yay me.

I hope everyone is well and happy. I am going to make zucchini bread, I think.

I shall see you on this side of the rainbow!

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When were are born into this world our life is but a single thread.
Every day we live adds another thread to our life.
How were live each day determines what that thread is, a strong fiber or a weak fiber. A large thick colorful yard or a thin plan thread.
Every day is weaved together to tell the story of our life.
So at the end of our days will your life be a small plain rag or a large colorful blanket that your loved ones can wrap themselves in and comfort themselves. Knowing that your live was lived for them.

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