Baby Cat-our craziest cat!

Mama and David and Kathrine --'twas her last Christmas with us-2011/

BabyCat when she was a baby!

My Mother in her marriage "garb". My uncle teased Daddy about buying a new marriage hat!

My Daddy's play at his one Room school house! He is the Sheriff. The date--April, 1920.

Add Katherine--who is 9 now. No "passie" these day!

Our little grandson David before puberty and bullies hit his life!

 OUR OLD CHURCH--I went to church here.

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MAY IS LIKE___THE POST YOU JUST GOT DELETED! BAH. HUMBUG! O----NOT MAY,IS THAT?! MY HEAD CANNOT TAKE THIS!

Ok--folks...or folk. (or Anne!) I had a pretty good post done tonight. One about the goings on in May, 2016, which is the I'm thinking you probably knew most of anyway!   Does that make sense, Anne!

 I picked it back up--it was gone. I am not feeling too well, if you know what I mean--although I know you have more patience than I!

IF I had only SAVED it before I set the computer down. Yes, I know  my mistake. Not saving it,
I had gotten through almost all of May--almost all I wanted to do!

I was talking some about David and what was going through my little boy, and how to help him. He has started going to a Christian Academy.Their studies are out of the Bible much of the time, they have Chapel every Weds., they dress in Khakis and collared shirts.

It's very expensive, but his mom and dad thought (hope) it would be worth it if it would only make him better, and not be picked on! If it would make him strong and feeling good about himself. His self-esteem that he once had so much of, is just gone....It just makes me want to cry everyday-but that would do no good for me, nor David.

At the other school--he knew everyone. (Covington), he had space to run and hunt, fish and trap at home! They were living on 3 acres, and though the house was very nice, it wasn't overwhelming as this one. I believe we have a depressed little 12-year-old boy, and the boy that was taunting him before they took him out of school isn't going to pay at all. David is small, and this boy was at least my son's height! David's not into sports---he's very brainy, he gets straight A's. in everything bout Gym (wonder why??) He's an outdoor boy --except not sporty--he loves to deer hunt, fish, trout fish. He knows all about fish, he's so sweet, so funny, and I don't have good feelings about the boy that started the others bullying David.

I feel so bad!1 I'll have to write more of this-I've lost what I had, and it'll be back soon! I will make sure to save it next time. I hope you have a good/God weekend girl, and  I am sure the class about the Revelation will be wonderful!

Love you!

My Mind is like my Purse. (Cluttered.)

I don't know if I can do this or not. I don't have any pictures on my computer right now, and in the clutter of my mind, I can't think of how to upload any, or how to even write anything interesting. So why am I even trying to write a blog post again, after about 5 years of no writing? It could have been longer!

I guess I just want to tap my toes into the water, to feel the sand coursing around my foot. To look up instead of down. To see if I can withstand the pressure of not posting each day, but to play it as I feel it. (Oops! There's not supposed to be any pressure here like that--so we shall see.) 

Maybe soon I will have pictures somehow, will be able to remember how to do this thing called blogging.  Perhaps I will just fall off Blogger just as I did before! I hope not. I read many blogs and they give me so much pleasure and entertainment. Maybe I won't  be a "regular", like "they" seem to be, or as inviting as "they" are, but I do hope I might say something to someone, somewhere, that actually touches a place in their heart! Something that makes them smile and nod their head--or feel a tear run down their cheek. Not because I have a gift for writing, but because I want to be truthful. I want them to feel something I do-- and feel the joy or the pain---but feel the "sameness" we all share.