Riddle Me This...

Why is that when you pour your heart and soul into something and you try to stretch out a helping hand to someone dear to you and desperately in need of comforting, that instead of accepting that out stretched hand, they slap it away. And, if that is not enough, they take your heart and jump up and down on it with both feet pulverizing it into crumpled pieces of torn up flesh, with no concern for what they have done to you. If you can answer this question for me, then you will win the grand prize of the day.

25 jul 2011, 14:58 , 1 reactie(s) Reageer ,
 

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  • Mia
Directions...EXCERPT...One incredibly wrong turn in my life sent me spiraling down the dark, lonesome road to an all life consuming depression. If I had only listened to the directions, or signals that my by body was screaming at me, I might not have driven off into that dark, deep, black pit, that bottomless pot hole...Read the entire story in my new book Photographs of the Heart, now available at www.lulu.com and visit my website at www.scgritsgal.com
27 jul 2011, 14:41 , Reageer ,
Rusty Beater



Grease, oil, grime and dirt

Smudges black on your t-shirt

Wrenches, bolts, a rusty spring

Auto parts, that’s your thing



Head stuck under a bucket of bolts

Charging battery, shocking jolts

Belts, fans, a jerry can

Tinkering under an old sedan



Check the plugs and the alternator

Maybe it’s the carburetor

Step on the gas and flip the switch

Think she’s running way too rich







Give me some grease and a little time

She’ll be purring along just fine

Change the filter, add some oil

Don’t forget the ignition coil



Rev that motor, hear that sound

Love the way that engine’s wound

There ain’t nothing sweeter

Than the hum of my old rusty beater



Read this poem and many others, including laugh out loud short stories relating to my life in America. Order your copy of Photographs of the Heart today from www.lulu.com
28 jul 2011, 14:39 , Reageer ,
I am sailing, I am sailing....well not me, but if the skies don't open up and send another deluge our way, my hubby will soon be on the water. i tried to talk him into taking the ark, but he did not want to fool with all the animals today. So, its a small boat today. That just leaves me and the pooch at home today.
29 jul 2011, 14:19 , 1 reactie(s) Reageer ,
Maybe life is not always about the who or the why or the what in our lives, maybe i't more about the how, that really matters the most.
29 jul 2011, 14:20 , Reageer ,
 

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A huge thank you to Janet Spencer, from The Blacksburg Times for her article "Former resident authors book of poems, short stories" that was published in the July 13th issue. Janet you did a great job on the article. Thank you for your help in announcing the release of my new book "Photographs of the Heart." Order your copy today from www.lulu.com and visit my website at www.scgritsgal.com. Thank you Janet for helping me reconnect with my hometown, family and friends. Sincerely, Peggy Jean Lutz-McDaniel.
30 jul 2011, 14:50 , Reageer ,
My Family and I lost a good friend this morning. I can not be there with them to say good-bye to my friend, so this is my tribute to him.



Good-Bye My Friend





A friend of mine went home today



Through the clouds I heard him say



Dry your eyes and shed no tears



In death for me there are no fears



With timbre deep I used to sing



A song to make the rafters ring



Time on earth has passed me by



Today I walk my path on high



In Heaven’s choir I’ll lift my voice



Sing God’s praises and rejoice



Goody-bye my friend, we’ll meet again



When time has come for your life’s end





Author: Peggy Jean Lutz-McDaniel



In Loving Memory of Odell Love, Sunday, 31 July 2011

31 jul 2011, 14:05 , Reageer ,
 

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Happy Anniversary Hans....So many people doubted us . They thouht we would not make it, but look at us 11 years later. Still in love, more than before. I love you!!
1 aug 2011, 12:09 , 2 reactie(s) Reageer ,
 

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My Mama always told me that when I met the right man, I would know it. She never could have guessed I would have to come so far to do it. I kissed a few frogs in my life before I met my prince! My only regret is that she did not live long enough to meet him.
1 aug 2011, 14:02 , Reageer ,
 

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Who Knows, Today Might Be the Day

Without purpose or direction in your life, you can become tossed about like a cork, adrift in the swells of an angry sea. We all have a purpose in our lives. If it takes you longer than the next guy to find it, so be it. As long as you are sure that you are not desperately hanging on to a life preserver, floundering around, when you know that it won’t keep you afloat forever.



When you find that purpose, you will know it. It might be something as simple as picking up the telephone and calling a friend that needs to talk. Or, it could be something major, a career change, beginning that project that you’ve put off way to long, or allowing that talent to break through; the one that you have kept hidden way too long. It could be reaching out to help someone in trouble, whether it’s a family member or a stranger.



Who knows, today might be the day. If so, don’t let that purpose, or direction pass you by. Be careful not to let life drag you out to sea, so far that there is no point of return. Do not become lost in the sea of life and drown.



Is today your day? Only you can answer that question.

6 aug 2011, 12:40 , Reageer ,