FINDING

                                  SHE FOUND HIM                    
                                   
                                   Chapter 1                      

      She  had put off going through her mothers few things for three years . She could hardly believe that 68 years of her mothers treasures added up to 2 cardboard boxes.She remembered getting the call from the land-lady of the small boarding house that she had found for her mother to live in. The land-lady had promised to feed her mother and to keep a watch out for her mom. She just couldn't do it anymore. She had been taking care of her mother for it seems all of her life, Well at least since the age of six when her father left her.
     She remembered her mother loading their clothes into her little old station wagon, but not having room for her little red bike that she had gotten from her dad for her 6th birthday. Her mother had promised to get her a new one, That promise had never been fulfilled, and it never would be . Her mom was in a plot out at Rolling Hills , backside plot site cut rate price.She did the best she could for her and now she was gone. Due to a large amount of  alcohol, and not the drinking kind , but rubbing alcohol.She was sure that her mother didn't do it on purpose . She probably read the word alcohol on the bottle and thought it was drinkable. She missed her mother and thought that she was doing right by her. She had to work to pay the bills. After work one day she came home to their small rented apartment and found she was blocked by the firetrucks that were trying to put out the flames that were shooting out of her apartment. Her mother was standing in the parking lot with her robe on . She had found out that her mother had put some soup on the stove to heat up, then her mother passed out . Her mother was passing out a lot . Once  not long before this latest fire Mom had passed out with a candle burning on the coffee table. Where her mother got the candle she never found out. That coffee table cost her $5.00 at a yard sale ,so no great lost there. But thinking what could have happened had finally come true. But her mother was alright. She knew now that she could no longer leave her alone while she worked.
      She looked into putting her into a care home where they could watch her 24/7 , but that was just more then she could afford. She found the best place that she could. Mrs. Beckam was a widowed lady who rented rooms. She spent the afternoon talking to her and explaining  what her mother needed and Mrs.Beckam said that she could do that . The price was something that she could afford. She had to rent a small place of her own now. She shared a apartment with two other women from her job..She always checked on her mother each night before going to her own home. She would brush out her Mom's hair, put her mother in her nightgown , then put her to bed. She would also set out her mothers clothes for the next day. That way she knew that her mother would at least get dressed for the day. She had worried about her mom daily. For  the past 3 years her worry about her mom was gone.
          She had gotten a better job with more pay, so she moved across town to be closer to her work. While she was packing she came across her mother's boxes. They brought  tear's  to her eyes, but before she would let them take her over she loaded them up, and would go through them when she was all set up in her new home. So on a rainy afternoon a few weeks ago she found the time . There were some of her old school pictures, and a Christmas star the she had made in 2nd grade. She remembered how she keep asking her mom when were they going to get a tree that Christmas . But there was no tree that Christmas. Her mother told her that her dad didn't send her any child support money.  There were only a few Christmases when they had a tree. It was usually when a new "uncle" was around. The star was never put upon a tree top.She thought it was gone , thrown away a long time ago. And here it was all this time. She sat it aside before it could bring up more sad memories . She found old report cards, a bank book that she started up with her first baby sitting job. She would put the money in, mom would take the money out when she was sick,                  
 " Mommy is sick real bad baby, just this one time."
 Oh how many times had she heard , " just one more time" . She had stopped putting money in there. She started doing the shopping by this time. She used what money she had to buy milk, cereal, bread, she also at this time started taking her mother's money out of her purse, when her mother worked, just so their would be heat in the house . She always made sure she left her mom enough for a bottle. It was way too hard on otherwise. She rode the bus to work and to do all the shopping, she pull a cart behind her like she saw the old ladies in the neighborhood do. She would also ride the bus to find her mom and bring her home from varies  parts of town.
    She saw a small photo album. She opened it and there on the first page was a picture of her dad in his Navy uniform . She had almost dropped the album, she had all but forgotten what he looked like. She remembered his smile, then his laughter. How he would pick her up and spin her around in the air like a plane. She thought that he loved her, but then he left her. She turned the page and the next picture was of her parents on the day they married. Her mom so pretty and fresh out of high school, her dad in his uniform. They were looking at each other and smiling, looking so very much in love. There were baby pictures of her. Pictures of all three of them, even one of her sitting in front of a large Christmas tree with a huge pile of gifts. She was smiling, she must have been about 3. There were other pictures of that same Christmas . There was her mom with that ever present glass of brown liquid that she grew up seeing. There was a picture of her 6th birthday blowing out the candles and her father was laughing . She could almost hear him .  A picture of her and her new red bike, her mother standing next to her with her glass in her hand,raised up like She was saying "cheers".
      She flipped back to the picture of their wedding day. she gave a really good look at her mom and couldn't hardly believe the change in her moms appearance. She remembered brushing her mom's gray hair out the night before she died  thinking did she ever remember when it wasn't gray. She grew up knowing that her mother was an alcoholic " Mommies sick baby" she put the album down, because there were no more pictures in there. As she was putting the stuff back in the box she saw a blue ribbon stuck between the bottom flaps of the box. She pulled the ribbon out ,and there was a ring tried to it. She remembered when her mother had taken it off and threw it across the room when they had stopped in a motel after leaving the house. When she went to pick up the ring  her mother said," leave that ring of broken promises right there, I don't want to see it again." She had always thought that the ring was left behind in that motel room. Here it was in her hand, looking at it she wondered where her father was . Why did he leave her ? As turned the ring over in her hand she decided that she would try and find out about him. She slipped the ring on her finger and such an sadness came over her, she started crying.
 She thought she heard her mother say, " leave that ring of broken promises in that box!"
 She looked up but her mom wasn't there. She took the ring off and started to put it back in the box, but she just couldn't. She took the ring and put it in her small jewelry box.
 Once again she thought that she heard her mother, " Put that ring back!", But she wasn't there to make her.

                                        Chapter 2                    

                  The next day after work she stopped by the library to use the computer. She had her fathers name and the year that he was    born . She knew this because one night when she came home from work her mother was very drunk, her mother held up her glass when she seen her daughter and said,
" Today is you dear old daddies birthday,So happy birthday, and here's to not being able to change me , cause I am just fine."
She had a hard time putting her to bed that night , so she covered her up and left her on the couch that night.
           She typed in her dads name and the birth month and year he was born. A couple of names popped up, so she started at the top and read that 2 were deceased , she didn't think that they were her father. She was all but ready to give up when she came across a news article about a man jumping in the river to save a man from drowning after his canoe tipped over. The picture of the man looked just like him, Older yes, but the same smile. She knew that this was him. After a little more time she came up with an address in a city 150 miles away.She would go over there this up coming weekend, just to see where he lived. She didn't plan on seeing him. She just wanted to know what kind of house he lived in.
      The weekend was finally here. She packed an overnight bag, she figured if she was going to drive a 150 miles she might as well make a night of it.A weekend of sight seeing trip. She put her bag in the car. She found herself sitting there waiting and thought, " do I really want to do this?" Did She really want to have anything to do with the man who left her and  her mom.He should have been there to take care of her and Mom, Maybe she could of had a "normal" childhood.
     Before she knew it she was backing out of her parking space and heading towards the freeway. She seemed to have driven on auto pilot,because she found herself sitting there in front of The House, Her Fathers House.The small white house had a green trim, the yard was mowed and neat.She sat there staring wondering if he ever remarried, and if he had other children. Did he have another daughter whom he had bought a little red bike for when she had her 6th birthday. Sitting there with these thoughts flowing though her mind and heart. She started her car and took off out of there,She knew she didn't want to see him, how dare Him for having another daughter! A daughter who didn't have to tell her teachers that her mother couldn't make it to any of the school functions because she was "sick". Yeah sick drunk! She didn't mean to think such things about her mother, she was gone now.
    Her mother had a hard life after He left. They were always moving because there wasn't enough money to pay the rent.She knew that his new daughter was born and raised in the same house, married in the local church. He probably had grandchildren. He didn't need her!She was going to drive right back home, but again her auto pilot took her to a nearby motel. She checked into a room and sat there with a phone book in her hand looking for his phone number. There it was his name followed by a woman's name. There she knew it, he had remarried. Now she was sure there was another daughter.... Her half sister. Did she really want to meet them all. See a how happy they were, loving father, loving grandfather. What would she call him after all this time, she couldn't call him dad.  She would call him by his first name . Well she wasn't going to call Him anything because she wasn't going to meet Him.Tomorrow she would get up and head right back home, and just forget the whole trip.
     She was 51."Okay yes face it woman you are not your daddies little girl. You are a grown woman with a good job a nice apartment all to your-self, money enough to pay bills and put a little away for when you retire and take a trip or two."
 She shook her head trying to get rid of her own voice. But her voice wasn't done yet."You don't need his approval of herself, or even how she took care of her mother, He never showed up at her services . You don't need your daddy to walk you down and aisle.
  "She didn't even have any boyfriends, she just started to kind of date. More like just going out with friends. She was always taking care of her mom after work and in high school she was just... well to embarrassed to bring anyone home . Should she tell her dad about her lonely life? " This is what you left me to grow up to.Stop it enough!" Her voice in her head had stopped.
    She took a hot shower. She put on her PJ's, grabbed her traveling bag which always had a few traveling snack foods and a couple bottles of water. The traveling bag always went with her. Living with her mom she learned to keep it at the ready. She flipped through the T.V., ate peanuts and a granola bar, and had some hard candy. At 9.pm she turned off T.V. and went to sleep. She was emotionally tired. Tomorrow she was going home.
                 
                                                         Chapter 3

         When she opened her eyes the next morning she found her self looking at a room that looked nothing like her bedroom. She sat up quickly wondering just where the heck she was. At that same moment she though that she heard her mother's laughter.She held her breath then slowly let it out, knowing now where she was and why she was there. It must have been the maid or the other guest at the motel that she heard laughing.
 "Oh you are such a foolish girl."
 "Mom what makes me so?" She spoke the words that she always had when her mother would say that to her when ever she did a foolish thing growing up.When She heard her own voice answering her mother , it all came rushing back to her , a sadness came over her. Mom was gone. What she thought was her mothers voice was just her memory.
     Showered , dressed , coffee and a danish at a drive through coffee shack, she was ready to head home, her mind was set, away she went.... As she sat there blowing on her coffee to cool it down , she found her self once again sitting across from the "House".
 " Young lady you start this call this minute and head home!"
She nearly dropped her coffee, she spilled a little of the hot coffee on her hand, "Mother really, don't yell at me, you made me spill my coffee!"      Again the words were out of her mouth before she realized what she was saying. It could not be her mother , she had died three years ago. The stress must be making her a little crazy. She knew that she heard her mothers voice with her ears, on the outside of her head , not the inside. She sat there,
 "Well?"
  She gave a little scream and looked around in the car , no one was there! She heard a little laugh. She jumped out of her car. Standing there with a her half spilled coffee in her hand, her body ready to run, she was starring at her car.
" Are you alright? , Can I help you?"
Okay now she dropped her coffee and turned to run, when she saw a gray haired lady standing there looking at her like she was crazy , and maybe she was.
" I am sorry I didn't mean to frighten you.I live across the street in that white house , I seen you parked here yesterday and when I seen you today I thought maybe you were lost."
   Here she was standing in front of the lady who was married to her father, the  lady who gave him another daughter that got all his love.She wanted to jump back into her car, she grabbed the door handle and pulled , the door did not open ,she gave another tug at it. When she looked down at the door she saw that the door was locked. She must have hit the lock button in her haste to get out of the car.A second look she saw her keys still in the ignition, and her purse with her spares and cell phone sitting on the passages seat. "Damn!" was all she could think to say, and now she knew she couldn't get away. She couldn't  run down the street. The lady would probably call 9-1-1. Well she didn't have to tell her fathers wife anything , not her name . She could lie about why she had been sitting here for 2 days. She needed to use her phone to call for a locksmith to open her car door.
" I seemed to have locked myself out of the car,when I..I jumped out because there was a ...a big spider in there, my spares are in my purse, which are on the seat there."
" You can use my phone."
She couldn't take a chance of running into her father, she was sure he would not recognize her, she was just a small child when he left her.
" I do not wish to disturb you and your.... husband, so If you can just call them for me . I shall wait out here for them."
" It will be no disturbance at all, at the moment I am the only one here."
"Thank you." She had to admit to herself that she was interested in seeing the inside of the house,where her father and his other family lived. She went with her. As they were crossing the street she thought she heard the word "foolish". She shook her head and keep on walking.
" The phone is in hear  on the desk , I will fix you another cup of coffee while you use the phone."
 She walked over to the desk , it was bare accept for the phone and phone book. She looked up the number of a locksmith , told him where she was . He would be there within the hour. An hour, She would gulp down her coffee and say that she would wait by her car.She decided to take a quick look around the  study, she was sure that it must be her fathers. The room was small and very tidy. She could smell the faint scent of a pipe, a memory just floating around in the fog of her mind at the moment.She walked over towards the bookshelf by the door, she didn't want to get caught snooping. Just a quick look at the books,a lot of spiritual books  and one there she remember from childhood , her dad would read it to her at bed time.She reached out and touched the book, she felt a tear running down her cheek. As see was wiping it away . Her fathers wife came back into the room.
 "Do you remember that book and your father reading it to you? He has keep it there on this bookcase all these past years.And there, that picture of you is of your 6th birthday, your dad so loved that picture."
 "You, you know who I am? But how?"
She did not want her dad's wife to know her.
       
                                                Chapter  4

  " Please come into the front room and sit have coffee with me and I will tell you ."
She wanted to run , she didn't want to hear about their happy family , But she couldn't walk away .As she followed her into the front room she looked about , trying to ready her self for the happy pictures and stories. She knew one thing she was not going to look at any family photos. "Please sit down , cream? sugar? let me introduce myself I am Doris your fathers wife."
 Reality hit her in the heart.She sank down into a chair.She could feel her lip start to tremble and tears ran down her cheeks before she could stop them, Doris handed her a tissue , now she was really sobbing. She wasn't quite sure why she was crying. Was it because what she thought all along was true. She felt crushed.
She heard her mother's voice.
" I knew you never stopped loving him!"
 That stopped her tears. She looked at her fathers wife .
 "What?"
   I said," here drink some coffee , I didn't mean to upset you. I knew that it was you yesterday, you look so much like your mother,and I see a lot of your father in you too!"
 She looked up at her,she knew that her mouth must be hanging open like a fool.
 "Yes I knew your mother , we were friends in high school , I also knew your dad back then too.Your mom and I were together one night at the record shop and as we were walking out your father was walking in, Jane said "mine", before I did. We turned around and walked back into the store. Your father was so handsome in his uniform, Your father only had eyes for your mom. They dated all that summer . He asked her to marry him that fall on the day he shipped out. When he came back June  they were still so madly in love that they married 6 days after your mom's graduation. They moved to an apartment near the base. Your father was shipped out again after they had been married 6 weeks. Your mom and dad saw each other for a totally of 4 weeks in the 2 years before he came home .  Your mom was so lonely for those 2 years. I went to see her as much as I could. I was in college and worked as many hours as I could get, to help pay for my books . There were a few times that I would stop by and find that she had been so lonely that she been drinking. I talked her into getting a job at the cafe where I worked to help pass the time away.Fall came and I was back in school full time so I didn't see her very much after that. Your father came home. She quit working when she found out she was going to have you.They were the two happiness parents, the 3 of you were one happy family. About 6 months after you were born they found out that they were excepting again, They moved into a house ,they wanted the  whole dream. After your brother was born, Oh no, I see  you didn't know. I am so sorry to be the one to tell you. Here take the box of tissue."
" I HAVE A BROTHER!, where is he? Why wasn't I told ? Did he go and live with father?  Why don't I remember him?
" TELL THAT AWFUL WOMEN TO KEEP HER MOUTH SHUT!!!!"Screamed her mother.
Doris's eye got big . " I thought I heard a women scream, did you hear it?"
 "No" I said, " I didn't hear anyone screaming, Tell me more about my brother, and where can I find him."
" NO, NO DON'T SAY ONE MORE WORD ABOUT MY BABY BOY!"
This was so loud she nearly fell out of her chair.Doris again looked wide eyed and she went to the front door and opened it and looked out, she came back into the room.
 " I didn't see anyone or hear anymore screaming, maybe I should Dial 911."
She asked," Was the women screaming for help? I thought maybe she was just yelling for her dog or ..something. If we hear it again we will call."
 There was a knock at the door,which made them both jump. It was the lock smith. She went out to the car with him and in no time the door was opened and she had the keys in her hand. She paid him and went back inside. She just had to hear about her brother. Doris had refilled her coffee cup and handed it to her.
" I figured you would want to hear more about you brother."
"They named him Robert after your mothers father, I really don't know how they could have been any happier but they were.  months after your brother was born your mom had to go in for some surgery...just some women stuff. She would be in the hospital for at least 3 days. She wanted to get her parents to watch you two, But your dad said that he could manage just fine on his own. He would take that Friday off and the following week to be with her when she came home , just till she was back on her feet.The day of the surgery came and off they went to the hospital. Your grandmother watched you two till your father came home. He stayed till after the surgery and that he made sure that Jane made it through and she was settled in for the night. Your grandmother had you both fed and bathed and in bed sound asleep. Your dad was tried and went to bed without checking on you two, I don't think him checking would have made any difference, what happened was no bodies fault."
" What?, What happened?"
" NO, no please don't say anymore."
Her mother was crying , which made her stomach ball up into a tight little fist.
"Oh I do hate to say , but I cannot, not tell you. The next morning when your dad went to get you up he went over to the crib . Your fathers screaming was so loud that the neighbor came over to see what the matter was. Your brother was lying limp in your fathers arms. After all of the investigating , it was found that your brother had died from S.I.D. around 4 am so you see that was long after your father had been asleep."
"Oh no, my brother, my mother!" Tears were now flowing down her cheeks unchecked.
Doris took a drink of her coffee and continued.
 "Your Father went to the hospital to tell your Mom,she went....Well she went crazy. Jane threw her book at Him, anything She could get her hands on .
 Screaming, "You killed my baby,I knew that you couldn't take care of him,You Killed my baby!"
 "The Doctors give Jane a shot to calm her down.After She fell asleep John just sat there holding her hand. Begging Jane to forgive him. I saw your Mother at Roberts funeral. I don't think she was aware of what was happening.  I didn't see your parents again till a year later at my wedding. They were together, but not together.I only spoke to Jane for a moment ," She said that she was fine,busy taking care of you."
 My husband and I left for our honeymoon shortly after that. That was the last time I spoke to Jane. After I came back from my honeymoon I was told that Jane got very drunk and started screaming at John about Robert , and that he had to carry her out to the car."
  " He stayed because he loved you so much. He tried many times to help your Mother.
 " MAKE HER SHUT HER MOUTH! LAIR,LAIR!" She heard her mother scream.
 "Oh Momma I am so sorry." She said.
 Doris looked at her and said,"Yes it was so hard for her,Once he even put her in the hospital. She stayed sober almost 6 months that time. One day your father came home and found Jane sitting on the couch with a whiskey in one hand and a blue ribbon that was on Roberts birth announcement in the other hand, crying.
 She told John, " That no matter how hard he tried he would never be able to fix this."
 She remembered the blue ribbon that was tied to the ring, She hoped that she had kept it.
 "About a week later John came home and found that she had left.No note, nothing. Jane and you were gone. It was a year before he saw  Jane again. She came home for her fathers funeral.She wouldn't come back to him, and she told him that he would never see you again , because she didn't want him to kill you like he killed Robert.She would write for money and he would send it . One day he showed up at her apartment .She took his money and said that you were at school and for him to come back the next day.The next afternoon when he showed up you and Jane were gone.After that it was always a p.o. box."
 There was a gush of wind as if a huge fan was turned on in front of them,the side of Doris's faced turned a bright red as if she had been slapped. Her Mothers laughter rang out into the room.
 Doris looked at her as if she had slapped her.
 "I think you should leave now."
 " Wait , what about my father? Where is he? I need to know what happening to him."
 " You will found him at Willow Creek Rest Home.You will find the address in the phone book!"
 She left with the sound of her mother's laughter echoing behind her.


                           Chapter 5

     She drove around thinking about what just happened. Could her Mothers spirit ..ghost come back and talk to her, to be able to slap Doris, because she was sure someone had. Was that gust of wind her Mother? She had never believed in such a thing and to be true full she hadn't changed her mind about ghosts.She saw a park,She stopped there and got out and walked over to the swings, She was all alone there , so why not take a little swing while she was thinking things over. She remembered as a child she would find the nearest park . She didn't always like going home right away after school and she spent as much of her summer at the park that she could. There she could feel like the other kids , just another little kid swinging. That was before her life change. At the age of 11 she came home to find that her mother had cut her wrist.Not badly ,a bandage covered the cuts. That was one day she was thankful that her mother had been drunk enough not to be able to go through with it.After that she hated to leave her mother while she was at school. Always afraid of what she would come home to. It was kind of a blessing when Mom got back into liking to have dates and a ,man around. She was sure they wouldn't let her do herself in.
    What was so going to do about her father? Should I go see him? I came all this way. He didn't leave me ,we left him.
She would go see him.
    She pulled out her cell phone and looked up the number of the rest home. She called and told them who she is and if she could come and see him. They told her how to get there and that they would be waiting for her.It was a short drive away. She sat in the parking lot for a minute gathering strength. She was going to see her father after 45 years. Would he know her?
    "No,no,Lena please don't go in there. I am the one who loved you enough to save you." She heard her mother's whining voice , the one she heard so many times.
 "Lena baby mommy's sick,just a couple of dollars, please Lenie."
She couldn't take it anymore.
"Shut up ,you aren't alive ,you are dead,dead,dead...Leave me alone!" the voice stopped.
 She got out of her car, walked up to the doors with quick sharp steps. Oh yes she  was going to see her father aright.
   Her father's doctor asked to speak to her before she went to see him.
   "Your father is in fine health, it is his mind that he is a little confused in. He sometimes talks to your mother, Jane? She has passed a few years ago?"
 Lena said" Yes Jane is my mother's name ,  she has been dead 3 years now."
   "John is able to understand you and to answer you,but if he is not in the mood to talk he won't. The staff here just keeps talking to him anyway,that is usually when he starts talking to Jane."
 After spending a little more time going over her father's condition a nurse takes  her to his room. He was sitting on the side of his bed, talking to himself it seemed to Lena . He looked up when the nurse spoke to him.
  "John look who has come to see you. It is your daughter ."
   " Hello......Father."
   " Well I will just leave you two to catch up."
Now she was alone with this old man that she didn't know any more.
  "How are you?"
What more could she say? Before she could say anything else he spoke.
  " I knew that you would come, so you have decided to show yourself to the nurses here.To what, to laugh at me? To tell them stories about me? Maybe you think you can fool them with your little story about Robert. Maybe try and have me put behind bars, so go ahead ,I have lived in a jail in my mind now for over 48 years. It wasn't my fault and you know it. It was yours!After he was born it was always not now you might wake Robbie. Oh I remember you yelling at me every time I tried to put him in his own bed.I would want to take you to the movies, you always said you couldn't go." Robbie might need me, here take Lena." I got so tried of hearing Robbie this,Robbie that. IT WAS YOU,YOUR FAULT THAT YOUR ROBBIE IS GONE! God forgive me!"
 Lena stood there with her mouth hanging open and feeling like she was just punched in the stomach. What did he just say, what did he just say?
A very cold air came into the room, swirling around her ,she came face to face with it .  She could swear that it was her mothers face she was looking at.
  "GET OUT!" Her Mother screamed at her.
Her mother turned towards her father.  " I TOLD YOU TO NEVER LET HIM SLEEP IN THAT CRIB, MY BABY,MY BABY YOU KILLED HIM!"
 Lena backed towards the door, the cold swirling that she knew was her mother came flying towards her father. She saw him open his arms.



As she was sitting on the swing she got the phone call from Willow Creek Rest home telling her that they were sorry to tell her , but that her father had passed away , they figure that he passed shortly after she left, and that they were happy she got to visit with him.

 
   
Till my next talking,
Peace and Happiness.

Catching up

                                                            CATCHING UP TIME.

         I know that it has been such along time since I have sat here to actually get you caught up on what is going on in my life. 
     Nothing . The End.








Okay my attempt at a very small joke, I shall start with my mom;
Mom had her hip replaced in November 2013, she was in the hospital for 5 days and then did therapy here at home twice a week. By February of 2014 she is doing really good at getting around and now here in May she is out cruising in the yard without walker just using her cane. She never goes alone my little dog Pork Chop goes with her. If he gets to far ahead of her he always stops to wait for her. Now the is a gentleman for you. She likes to take him so she has someone to talk too. I secretly think,  she hopes that if any thing happens to her that he will run and get help. We all know that he won't get help (just read my blog Nature and Me).
 On Thursday mom got a new hair doo, a perm and a cut looks good, she is getting ready to take a couple of trips, she will be going to CA. and OH, this year. My beautiful niece Pamela is graduating from high school this year. "YAY CUPCAKE!" Then Ohio to visit my sister Bonnie and all the family back there. Not sure what order the trips are going to be in. Guess she hasn't made up her mind yet. Oh she will also be going back to visit Richard, but he lives in MT too, so not a lot of flying time there. What flying time I will be driving her over to see him. We will be stopping along the way to see the sight, Greasy Grass, a couple of Tatanka Jumps.I went to these places with Girlfrien' and I know mom will like to see them. Going to be looking for fossil's back at Rich's .Really looking forward to that, also will be stopping at some ghost towns now that mom is ready to be doing some walking.Mom and I will be wearing our sunscreen , about 3 weeks ago my had to have some surgery done on her face to remove some skin cancer, not the bad kind but cancer just the same so, lather up we will be doing. She had 42 stitches ,but the scar really doesn't look bad.Mostly just under her chin. So okay aside from that she is fine.
    
    Okay now about Marty, he is fine. Has been doing that on and off working thing, he has been to CO. twice this year working on a log home. Keeping it a blessing because at least we can make the mortgage payments on time, but for the rest of the bills.....His ZBOWSTICKS are doing good he has sold some, a couple of them back east. He is making a name in the Bow making world. Happy for him. He keeps himself busy with making Bows working on his quad(finally got that figured out)it was the ....now don't start laughing cause this is what it really is called, hand in the air, pinkie swear it is called a petcock,..I'll wait for you to stop laughing...................
When he called around for a new one it was going to cost $109.00 buck-a-roo's. We went on ebay and found a rebuild kit for $26.00 should be here any day, then we will be heading to the hills for some good riding time. Love the wind in my face. Marty is a fire captain on the Victor fire department and he has been doing that on Wednesday nights they are gearing up for fire season hopefully with all the snow and cool/cold weather we are having we will not have a bad fire year.Right now he is out on a fire call, not sure if it is land or building fire. Praying for the safety of our firemen and women. I keep CA. firemen and women in my prayers also.He might be going back to work on Monday, fingers crossed.
Marty still has his website Zbowsticks.com, he is also on facebook, zbowsticks. He likes playing the pirate game, so stop by and say "hi". He came in and said it was a shed that brunt.I just hate hearing if it was a house. No one hurt all safe.


     Now about me;what have I been doing? Okay I have made a couple of baby blankets, I have had the blessing of two nieces this past year. My nephew and his wife are excepting in Oct. I am thinking this little one is a boy , so I have to get started on that blanket but maybe I ought to make a little girl one too. I have been beading learning to bead in random pattern, thanks to my friend who moved up here last year, been spending some time over there, I mean to stay only a short time and always end up staying longer, I just get to talking and can not stop. I love visiting with her and her mother. Anyway she likes random and she,(Vicki) is teaching me how to set my mind free.Vicki is also going to teach me how to pin loom, that is sometime I have never done, looking forward to learning that. I have gone back upstairs to the sewing room now that it has warmed up, made mom a cute skirt, and I also made one for myself, have a vest pattern to go with mom's skirt so I will be doing that next and another skirt for me .I bought this material a year ago and I am just now getting around to making my skirt. I also have a quilt that I am working on, hopefully will get that finished.I have been painting, working on painting roses, want to be able to paint a couple of picture's good enough to frame for my bedroom.Learning acrylic paint is harder then oils for me, not sure why, but I am not giving up.
   I am also doing a few things that I am really proud of, I have brought down my A1C level down from 12 last February to an 8.04 this May and I am going for a 7.anything by July.I have also starting crocheting hats preemie hats, newborn hats and toddler hats to donate this year the baby hats to the hospital and the toddler hats to the coat closet where they give the hats away free with the coats 30 hats so far.I call it The Warmth Of Willow,They are all donated in her namesake, She is one of my blessings.I have a couple of secret surprises I am working on and hopefully will be able to show/share with you all later in the year.I have been busy with all this because I have had my Direct T.V. turned off because it was sucking my energy. Now I have time to fill with created things and so far I am enjoying myself.
Thank you Wakan Tanka,Creator of all things, for the many blessings you have giving me.Well that is it for now,almost forgot I have 3 stories in the making; so keep an eye out for them.



So till my next talking,
Peace and Happiness.