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		<title>Could this be Gods answer to my prayers?</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[WOW! Can&#8217;t believe it&#8217;s been so long!  I just looked and its been over a year since I&#8217;ve been here. Its been a busy year! Still no job, but thats the market here. There aren&#8217;t any. Rick is still working tho, and I have the kids for daycare, and I&#8217;m not really that upset about [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=fountainlady.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2329490&amp;post=89&amp;subd=fountainlady&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>WOW! Can&#8217;t believe it&#8217;s been so long!  I just looked and its been over a year since I&#8217;ve been here. Its been a busy year!</p>
<p>Still no job, but thats the market here. There aren&#8217;t any. Rick is still working tho, and I have the kids for daycare, and I&#8217;m not really that upset about it any more.  I have so many things to keep me busy its just very cool! All summer with the yard and the kids and the garden, which was AMAZING this year! Wow, we did SO WELL!  Now, we are onto a new project! We learned how to can this fall, and some of the recipes we have used and come up with have become quite popular! So, ShawnDe has decided that they need to be sold! Maybe this is a way to make some money and whatnot, so why not?  We have 3 different hot pepper jellies, plus plum and raspberry jam!  YUUUUMMMMMMMM!!  They are really good!!! ShawnDe liked these so much she decided to take them to work and now she has come up with the idea of Sample Gift Baskets for Christmas! OH MY!!!!  Lol   so now I am on a hunt for 4 oz jelly jars, and inexpensive baskets, and attractive, CHEAP decorations for the baskets&#8230;.  wow! What an undertaking. The cooking is the easy part!  I have designed a business card, and ShawnDe came up with the idea for an order form, so now I gotta come up with that!  But I want it all to match so there is a challenge.</p>
<p>Then we have a new addition to our family this fall. Her name is Neveah, and she is 5 years old and just adorable!  Devin and Savannah are thrilled with a new sister and I think Pheonyx is too, altho she is still the baby, so I&#8217;m not so sure how Neveah feels about another sibling thats younger than her. She has 2 already at home. She really likes having older siblings to play with, and that she doesn&#8217;t have to take care of them. Poor baby has had a rough life so far, but I think she is finding out that it doesn&#8217;t have to be that way. I hope they eventually get full custody of her. They can offer her a much better life! WELCOME NEVEAH!</p>
<p>I need to start keeping up with this better. I have to work more on my letter to my mom, as Heather was very interested in that, and I really want to finish it.</p>
<p>Thats all for now. More later.</p>
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		<title>Best summer in 10 yrs!!</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Well HI! Been a while I know. Been a busy summer! So much to say&#8230;&#8230;.. so little time! ShawnDe, Kevin, and the kids are all here now. ShawnDe has a job finally, the kids are in school &#8211; matter of fact they all start tomorrow again &#8211; She is working for a bank. Everyone lives [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=fountainlady.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2329490&amp;post=85&amp;subd=fountainlady&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong><span style="color:#993366;">Well HI! Been a while I know. Been a busy summer! So much to say&#8230;&#8230;.. so little time! </span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="color:#993366;">ShawnDe, Kevin, and the kids are all here now. ShawnDe has a job finally, the kids are in school &#8211; matter of fact they all start tomorrow again &#8211; She is working for a bank. Everyone lives at Mikes house. LOL  little crowded, but fun. </span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="color:#993366;">I got laid off in June  -  again!! Damnit! Oh well, it must be in His plan for a reason. Our  church is amazing. We all go every week, and when we miss, it feels like the whole week is off somehow. For some reason I am not all that worried for the most part. I hate being unemployed, and here I am at it again. The economy sucks so bad I am having a hell of a time finding a new job, but again, it&#8217;s in His plan. Not mine to understand I suppose. Frustrating as that is. </span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="color:#993366;">I still have my wonderful guy Rick in my life. Wow! What a blessing he is. Not like anyone I&#8217;ve ever had in my life, and quite a nice change. I have spent a lot of time down in Montrose with him and his family. They all love me, even tho I&#8217;m not quite sure why. But man they do! And I love them too! His mom, Dorothy, is just a KICK!! She makes me laugh everytime I&#8217;m around her. His dad, Bill, is a doll. Both his sisters, Karie and Kim are wonderful women, and I think they are amazing. </span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="color:#993366;">I had the honor of meeting his cousins, Tami and Laura this summer and both are equally amazing women. I am very pleased to have met them both. They came all the way up from Louisiana to see everyone, and Rick is especially close to Tami. She is a dear, and been thru quite the hard time with a brain tumor and all that goes with it, and yet she is still here. A very strong, Godly woman. </span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="color:#993366;">We have had a very hard time this summer tryin to find a place to live. It has been extremely hard, with the economy going bust up here, and all the energy companies pullin up stakes. Lots of people moving out of the area, following the jobs, but no one here wants to drop their rent prices or acknowledge the fact that the BIG MONEY  is gone. So we have just waited it out to see what would happen, and it worked. We have just found a 3 bedroom house with a HUGE LOT, all for an extremely reasonable rate!! Less than half of what the going rate is here, and I am thrilled!!  I cannot wait. It will take about 3 weeks for us to move in, as the old tenants really tore the place up, but thats ok, I get to pick paint colors and appliances! This will be fun!!</span></strong></p>
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		<description><![CDATA[ Well, here I am back again! I just keep turning up, like a bad penny! LOL Things in my life are on the move again. It seems like God never lets me rest. lol  and yet here I was complaining not too long ago that He wasn&#8217;t doing anything. He was, just as I always [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=fountainlady.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2329490&amp;post=76&amp;subd=fountainlady&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#943634;line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;"> Well, here I am back again! I just keep turning up, like a bad penny! LOL </span></strong></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#943634;line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;">Things in my life are on the move again. It seems like God never lets me rest. lol  and yet here I was complaining not too long ago that He wasn&#8217;t doing anything. He was, just as I always knew He was, just in HIS time frame, not mine. </span></strong></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#943634;line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;">Alan and Marty are long gone, and good riddance. As much as what they did hurt, now I am just as happy that I have God on my side, and He has seen fit to protect me from myself, yet again, and keep me looking.  In December I did something that I swore I wasn&#8217;t gonna do anymore. I got on another damn dating website. Only, after Match, I was thinking that I was looking for the right guy in the wrong places. So I sat down one night, made a list of the things that were important to me, and that I refused to do without again. Top of that list was God. I spent far too much of my life without God in it, and he wasn&#8217;t present in my marriages either. So God was/is my top priority in a new relationship. Then the rest of that list was just like it always has been; Honesty, compassion, loyalty, fidelity, etc. Those of you who know me can fill in the rest of the blanks. </span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#943634;line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;">Once I had this in place, then I&#8217;m thinking, where to look?  I sorta scanned the general dating websites and didn&#8217;t like what I saw, and I&#8217;m not paying for E-Harmony. So I stopped looking. ShawnDe had been telling me for a while &#8211; &#8220;Give it to God &#8211; let him handle it.&#8221; So I had really been trying since November to do just that. Leave it in Gods&#8217; hands. When I caught myself looking at dating sites again, I just told myself no! you&#8217;re NOT doing this. </span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#943634;line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;">Well, now this is the weird part.  For like a week straight, I kept seeing this link come up on my email page for ChristianMingle.com. I had never heard of the site, and it wasn&#8217;t in my google search I did. I went into it twice, just kinda looking. Then I asked God point blank &#8211; &#8220;is this what you want me to do?&#8221; The silly link kept showing up on my email home page, instead of the &#8216;Lose 300 lbs in 3 days&#8217; or &#8216;Let us fix your taxes&#8217; or &#8216;get all 3 credit scores for free&#8217;. So I thought ok, I&#8217;ll go look.  I kinda did a general search to see who was out there. Nothing that was really note worthy. But as any good website would do, it tells me, &#8220;set up your profile so we can match you better!&#8221; I laughed, but I did it.</span></strong></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#943634;line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;">Then I forgot about it for like 3 weeks or so. I finally got a hit, a guy from Nevada I think. Oh Boy! Then for some reason I still cannot explain, I paid for a membership. only 3 mos, but still&#8230;&#8230;&#8230; Am I a glutton for punishment or what? Then I let it go.</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#943634;line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;">Like 3 days later, I get a hit from this guy in Montrose. Well, Montrose isn&#8217;t that far away &#8211; not like Utah, or Nevada, or Florida. So I think ok, I&#8217;ll check him out. </span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#943634;line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;">WOW!! The first picture he had on there was such a strikingly good picture, I was enthralled with it. I couldn&#8217;t quit looking at it! I know that sounds funny, but its true! I read his whole profile, front to back. I&#8217;ve never done that before. Then I read it again. I would have bet money that this guy wasn&#8217;t for real. So much so, I sent him a smile. He smiled back! Then I read his profile again, and there was this little thing on the page asking &#8216;Do you think you match?&#8221; I said yes. I think it was like the next day, I get something from the site that says he said yes too. Ok, now what?  lol</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#943634;line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;">So we started talking in email. He said the sweetest stuff, and complimented me. He said I sounded excited, and that made him smile. I was excited!! There was something about his guy! </span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#943634;line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;">His profile name is Painted Star. l cannot explain this either, but I just had a feeling that this name was significant. I still haven&#8217;t asked him what thats all about. I want to, I just keep forgetting. But from his first email, I was excited! I was checking my email every day to see if he had answered me. I sent him two more, just to make sure he knew I was interested. LOL </span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#943634;line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;">We made one date, a week ago Sunday, and it didn&#8217;t quite work out. But then he asked me if he could see me on Tuesday. I said yes. We met for dinner, and I swear to you, it was like I had known this man all my life. It was the weirdest thing. </span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#943634;line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;">On first dates or blind dates, there is always pauses, awkward silences, where you don&#8217;t know what to do or say. We never had one. All night. When the restaurant was closing down, we stood outside, in the parking lot, next to my car, and talked for another hour! I didn&#8217;t want to leave! He didn&#8217;t either, I could tell. </span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#943634;line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;">Since then we have had 2 more dates, one of them was at church, and spent hours on the phone.  He is a huge animal lover, particularly horses, he is into anything Native American, as am I. And his spirit guide is a black wolf! Mine is a grey wolf! </span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#943634;line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;">If there is such a thing as a soul mate, and I believe there is&#8230;.. I believe he may just be mine. Matter of fact, I am sure of it.  ( I can hear you all laffing!) I know that when my kids find this out, they will probably pooh-pooh it, and my brother will give me a world of crap &#8211; just like I gave him over Cherie. But this man is amazing!</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#943634;line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;">His name is Rick Hawks, and he is an absolutly wonderful man. I cannot believe that someone so like me is out there. But he is and he is here. In my world. </span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#943634;line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;">In less than a week after meeting him, he has met my family, and tenatively been &#8216;approved.&#8217; Pepi likes him well enough that she has told me if I would like to invite him over for dinner, feel free. I think I would like to do that. I would like for him to be comfortable around my family. Bob and Pepi certainly are family. </span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#943634;line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;">Now I know what you are all thinking&#8230;&#8230;.. &#8216;Whoa Mom!  Slow down a bit!&#8217; But what ya&#8217;ll don&#8217;t understand is, this feels more right than anything else has in years!  Sometimes I think that it&#8217;s moving waaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyy too damn fast, and other times I wish it would hurry up and catch up with us. </span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#943634;line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;">I talked to God again tonight, and asked for His guidance. I want to do this His way. Every other relationship I&#8217;ve had has not had Him in it, and I want Him in this one. Rick agrees with me.  Boy!  There&#8217;s a first for me! I can see what I am certain is comimg, and I think it will be quick and it will shock my family. Hell, it&#8217;s gonna shock me. Maybe. But I do not want to rush this, or get caught up in a whirlwind of emotion and reaction, that I cannot control. That WE cannot control. This relationship will be a partnership unlike anything I have ever had or experienced, and I want it to be that way. But I want it to be the way God wants it to be more. I left this in His hands to find him, and I intend to leave it in His hands to keep him as well.</span></strong><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#943634;line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;"> </span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0 0 10pt;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#943634;line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;">We have made plans already, for things we would like to do. Things we intend to do. I feel it in my soul that this man is for real. He is not a player like all the others. He is God sent. I beleive that. I am thankful for that. My prayers have been answered. Thank you Lord, for the one you have sent. Thank you for blessing me yet again. Me, your humble unworthy servant. Amen.</span></strong></p>
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		<title>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hello again! Yes I am back. Just for a short. So much has happened in my life the last 8 mos, and I have not had full access to my computer, so this will have to be a short update. Happy Birthday to me! As much as I did not want to celebrate this birthday, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=fountainlady.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2329490&amp;post=62&amp;subd=fountainlady&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong><span style="font-size:12pt;color:#943634;line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;">Hello again! Yes I am back. Just for a short. So much has happened in my life the last 8 mos, and I have not had full access to my computer, so this will have to be a short update.</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="font-size:12pt;color:#943634;line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;">Happy Birthday to me! As much as I did not want to celebrate this birthday, it has turned into a wonderful one for me. It is amazing just how special the everyday can become with the love of family and friends. When I think back on this birthday, I will always smile. </span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="font-size:12pt;color:#943634;line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;">I am 51 today. I woke up this morning not wanting to even think about today and what it meant. But the first words I heard this morning were from my dearest friend ever, Pepi, as she says &#8216;Happy Birthday!&#8217; at 5 am! LOL  Within 2 hours I have had 5 people on my phone wishing me the same thing! Then I go to work, and try to tell myself &#8216;I can get thru this day if I keep my head down, and become invisible.&#8217; But I work with Pepi, and she is not about to let that happen! She serenades me at my desk! Then one of the guys on the parts counter, Stormy, finds out it is my birthday, and gives me a wonderful birthday kiss!  Thank you Stormy!! <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  Then Pepi tells my boss, Ed, who announces to the whole dealership that today is my birthday, and invites all who care to participate in joining him in wishing me sincere &#8216;condolences!!&#8217; LOL </span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="font-size:12pt;color:#943634;line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;">But this is not the last of it! Then she sends our service manager, Mark out to get me from the back 40, and almost drag me inside, where we all have a piece of birthday cake, which of course Pepi has made herself! Spice cake &#8211; of course! (She knows how I love spice cake!) Then, not to be outdone, Robert, one of our salesmen, cons me into sittin on his lap, (Which I would never turn down as he is very cute!), and the next thing I know, I am butt up in the air, waiting for a spanking! Thankfully, Jeremy was the only one in the warehouse at the time, and didn&#8217;t want to &#8220;beat on anything that old &#8211; I couldn&#8217;t handle all the dust!&#8221;  </span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="font-size:12pt;color:#943634;line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;">While all this is going on, I have received a total of 83 text messages from family and friends today all with birthday wishes! OMG!! I didn&#8217;t know that many people knew me! </span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="font-size:12pt;color:#943634;line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;">Then when I get home, to my utter shock and pleasure, there is a box waiting for me, with wonderful little notes all over it, from a wonderful loving daughter, and her family. Inside this box is one of the most priceless gifts I have recieved in a good number of years&#8230; it is simply a photo album&#8230;. but what is inside this photo album is so wonderful!  Pictures of all of us as a family over the last two years. All the things that have affected all our lives in one way or another. These are more precious to me than any other gift I can think of. It was amazing. It was like having them all here with me! </span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="font-size:12pt;color:#943634;line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;">Then Pepi made me burritos for dinner! YUM!!!</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="font-size:12pt;color:#943634;line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;">Thank you Heather, and Pepi, ShawnDe, Mike, Ed, Bud, Yvette, Diane, everyone at work&#8230;. this has truly been the best birthday! A wonderful memory! From a wonderful family and the best of friends. I am touched. More than I can say! </span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="font-size:12pt;color:#943634;line-height:115%;font-family:Papyrus;">And thank you to everyone who donated pictures to Heathers little project! It is a priceless treasure to me!</span></strong></p>
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		<description><![CDATA[I want… To feel loved and needed By a special man One I choose to love One who chooses me I want… To have him look in my eyes See what he wants And not back away Afraid of himself I want… This special man to see in me What he’s missed in all the [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=fountainlady.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2329490&amp;post=60&amp;subd=fountainlady&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I want…<br />
To feel loved and needed<br />
By a special man<br />
One I choose to love<br />
One who chooses me</p>
<p>I want…<br />
To have him look in my eyes<br />
See what he wants<br />
And not back away<br />
Afraid of himself</p>
<p>I want…<br />
This special man to see in me<br />
What he’s missed in all the others<br />
and be happy<br />
That he’s found it</p>
<p>I want…<br />
To NOT hear “Lets just be friends”<br />
After I’ve jumped off the edge<br />
With both feet<br />
For him</p>
<p>I want…<br />
To look in his eyes and see<br />
That he cares for me<br />
That he won’t run<br />
Away from me</p>
<p>I want…<br />
Too much from life, or love<br />
I ask too little or too much<br />
Either way, I get nothing<br />
Not what I want…</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[Well, Good Morning!   Yes, I am back. As I knew I would, I have gotten over my perverbial mountain, and am on the next leg of my journey. There have been a few pit falls along the way, but there always are. I am still here, so the Lord must feel I am strong enuf to continue. At any rate, I am [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=fountainlady.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2329490&amp;post=52&amp;subd=fountainlady&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size:14pt;color:purple;font-family:Papyrus;"><strong>Well, Good Morning!   Yes, I am back.</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:14pt;color:purple;font-family:Papyrus;"><strong>As I knew I would, I have gotten over my perverbial mountain, and am on the next leg of my journey. There have been a few pit falls along the way, but there always are. I am still here, so the Lord must feel I am strong enuf to continue. <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  At any rate, I am still here.</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:14pt;color:purple;font-family:Papyrus;"><strong>If someone had told me 4mos ago, what and where I would be at this point, I would have thought them insane. It has been good for me however, with the ony real losses being my Dad, and my friend Rebecca from the Springs. Neither of which I have any control over.</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:14pt;color:purple;font-family:Papyrus;"><strong>The thing with Rebecca I do not understand at all. It really hurts. I know she was much younger than I, but I was so sure that we would NOT stop being friends just because I had to move away. Yes, I understand that sometimes you lose friends when you leave, and I have lost a few because of distance, but I seriously thought she would not be one of those. </strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:14pt;color:purple;font-family:Papyrus;"><strong>One of her &#8217;friends,&#8217; Michelle, left a couple comments on my MySpace page, and when I opened them up, I thought to myself, &#8216;Michelle will understand and tell me whats going on with her, let me know how she is.&#8217; Thats what I get for thinking. I emailed her, and got back a snippy little answer that made it sound like I was intruding on Becca&#8217;s life, and was no longer welcome in it. She even said I &#8216;knew&#8217; why she hadn&#8217;t answered me and that I should just leave it alone. l should have known better than to say anything to her at all. Even Becca has had real issues with this girl. She seems to think she is Becca&#8217;s &#8216;best friend,&#8217; and if she only knew! LOL  Anyway, I answered her and told her how I felt about her attitude, and then shut her off from my MySpace. I always thought she was weird anyway. </strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:14pt;color:purple;font-family:Papyrus;"><strong>But the problem remains. I really miss Becca, and even tho Michelle seems to think I should &#8216;know&#8217; why she refuses to answer me, I don&#8217;t understand it. I realize that she is a new mom, and Kynleigh is less than 2 months old and that she is busy planning her wedding. It still is no reason to completely ignore me. I have called her, left her messages, texted her, emailed her. All with no reponse from her at all. Matt answered me, but she wont. So, I guess, if I am not right down the street from her, as before, she doesn&#8217;t want me to be her friend. That sucks, cuz I love Becca, and Matt, and I wanted to still be friends with them, and be a part of their life. I was so looking forward to their daughter coming, and I regretted that my move from the springs came at the same time that she arrived, but it was unavoidable. I just can&#8217;t believe that she has completely cut me out of her life like this. Man this hurts. I so thought we were better friends than this.</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:14pt;color:purple;font-family:Papyrus;"><strong>Ya know tho, right after Alan pulled his stupid shit with me, I kept telling her I didn&#8217;t want to cause her any problems, with the baby, or with the wedding, where he was concerned. I asked her several times, if she still wanted me to come to the wedding, and if she still wanted me to be involved with her and the baby &#8211; yada yada yada &#8211; and everytime she was like - stop worrying, he wont have anything to do with her, and I would rather have you at the wedding than him. Everything I had expected her to say, really, but now when push comes to shove &#8211; it&#8217;s all changing. I guess maybe I should have expected it. He will be/has been &#8216;family&#8217; to her, and I was just a friend. Even if she doesn&#8217;t like him at all, he is still Matts&#8217; dad, and she has to deal with him, so maybe this has more to do with all that crap than I think. Who knows? And maybe it doesn&#8217;t, maybe Michelle wasn&#8217;t being mean and nasty to me, and was just telling me the truth when she said &#8216;she doesn&#8217;t want to talk to you,&#8217; and I just don&#8217;t want to hear that, cuz it hurts my feelings. I don&#8217;t know. All I know is I miss her terribly, and I want to talk to her, but she won&#8217;t answer when I call her, so I guess, I will just have to wait and see if she does call me or not.  Her wedding is 08-08-08.   They picked that date on purpose, and it is kinda hard to forget. So, I have already sent her my new address, and she has my phone number, and my email, so we shall see if I hear from her for the wedding. Any bets?  <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_sad.gif' alt=':(' class='wp-smiley' /> </strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:14pt;color:purple;font-family:Papyrus;"><strong>At any rate, I have sortof settled into my brothers house here in Grand Junction. I love my new job. It&#8217;s so cool to be back in the dealership end of things. I love this kinda work. My boss, Ed, is funny. I really like him and all the guys I work with. I told him that I was a worker, and that he would not be unhappy with me if he hired me, and he is finding out that I was not kidding. He keeps telling me I have to pace myself. I keep telling him, this is my normal pace&#8230;..! It has been miserably hot these last two weeks, but I have enjoyed the first two weeks of work immensely. I still have a little problem seeing myself as a &#8220;Parts Warehouse Manager!&#8221;  I do what needs to be done, I am learning a ton of stuff. Brandon has taught me a boatload of stuff, and continues to do so. He is helping me to re-arrange the warehouse, and we are starting to get the place ready for inventory in November, and it may well take us that long to get it ready! LOL  It is a wreck!! (Job Security!!) </strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:14pt;color:purple;font-family:Papyrus;"><strong>My &#8221;investment program&#8221; has just really taken off well too!!  I now have 7 people under me, and it is just going amazingly well! I will max out in February, and when that happens, I will open my second account, and start earning over $40K a month. February will have me earning over $20K a month. This program is amazing! I have already earned almost $2K, from $228 invested! No where else I know of could this work. I have looked and looked, and this is the only thing I have ever found on the net that actually works!! Oh man, does it work! </strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:14pt;color:purple;font-family:Papyrus;"><strong>Mike n Ed n I, (2 of my brothers), will all retire next year. Much as I do like my new job, there will be no need for me to keep it beyond next spring. I may keep it for a while after, I do not know yet. I suppose it will depend on how I feel at the time. Heck, this year alone I will make around $20K just in referrals, and that in only 5 months!! This is better than any job or program I have ever found in all my years of searching. Thanks Barb huni!!</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:14pt;color:purple;font-family:Papyrus;"><strong>My next referral is my daughter, ShawnDe. She so much wants to stay home with her kids, and I want her to, as well. Something I could never do for very long, so I am setting her up into it. Then there is my friend in Arkansas, Joyce. I will set her up at the end of this month. She needs it worse than anyone I know&#8230;..  poor thing. I will take care of her too.  Then I will start on my other siblings. </strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:14pt;color:purple;font-family:Papyrus;"><strong>My son and his wife want to see proof of what it can do, so I have to wait to put them into it, and I will.  I even offered it to the kids&#8217; dad, but he thinks it is just another hair-brained scheme of mine! I want to offer it to Heather and Eric, but they all told me that they wont invest in it, or be interested in it. I also don&#8217;t want to be pushy with them, because they are very tight-lipped about their financial situation. There is nothing wrong with that, mind you. I just don&#8217;t quite know how to approach them about it. So, in my mind, I have decided to wait til Christmas, and then I will print out everything and show it to them then, so they will see that I am not just some crazy old lady looking for the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow&#8230;. I actually tackled that little Leprechaun and have both hands on the pot!!  LOL</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:14pt;color:purple;font-family:Papyrus;"><strong>I have many plans. I have been looking at some areas up here for a home. I think I really like Fruita and they still have alot of land available out there, and some amazing home sites! I want several acres for horses. Fruita has a lot of custom homes out there too, so I am going to start checking out builders, so that by the end of next summer, I can start this project. I don&#8217;t know if I will buy one that is already done, or have one built. It will depend on what I find already done. I have very specific ideas of what I want, and since I have never had the opportunity to own a home before in my life, I WILL have what I want when I buy next year. The best part is that I will be able to afford what ever it is I want, and furnish it too!!  <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:14pt;color:purple;font-family:Papyrus;"><strong>Life is looking up! 4 months ago I would not have said this, nor did I feel it. Now it is so awesome! I am very happy! </strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:14pt;color:purple;font-family:Papyrus;"><strong>My son-in-law, Kevin has a job interview on the 21st for a job here, and the 3rd interview is on the 23rd. ( He already did interview #1) I have no doubt that he will get it! He is so perfect for the position. Then I will have at least one of my kids here, and maybe the rest will follow. I kinda doubt that Heather and Eric and their girls will move up here as Eric will not move his business nor leave it. I understand that. But I do hope they will visit often. It is my plan to purchase a home large enough that when they do come to visit, I will be able to put them all up comfortably, and avoid them having to go to motel/hotel. I want to be able to accomodate my family! </strong></span></p>
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<p><span style="font-size:14pt;color:purple;font-family:Papyrus;"><strong>Well, I guess it&#8217;s time to get up and start moving around. It is after 7am! LOL  I just checked on my P2P and payouts have started up again so I am very happy!  Thank you St. Nick!!  We love ya.</strong></span></p>
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		<title>Good bye Daddy&#8230;.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2008 02:40:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This last week has been a week of tears and laughter, meetings, and travel. My father passed away on June 22, after a &#8216;minor&#8217; eye surgery and it shook my family hard. His name was/is Earnest Leon Yohn, and he was 76 years old. Unfortunately, I only knew him as an adult. I found him [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=fountainlady.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2329490&amp;post=48&amp;subd=fountainlady&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">This last week has been a week of tears and laughter, meetings, and travel. My father passed away on June 22, after a &#8216;minor&#8217; eye surgery and it shook my family hard. </span></strong></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">His name was/is Earnest Leon Yohn, and he was 76 years old. Unfortunately, I only knew him as an adult. I found him when I was 36, and that is a story in itself. </span></strong></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">He and my mother split up when I was just a baby. Less than a year old, from what I can tell. My brother Mike is 14 mos younger than I, and I was told they were not together when he was born. I think that is true as I was born in Chicago, but he was born in Denver. I have no early memories of him. </span></strong></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">When I was 36, my life was in turmoil, as my marriage was disolving and I was looking for family, someone to whom I could belong and feel loved by. I had known since I was a kid that I had an older brother and sister, and I had never met them, so I went on a hunt. I sat down one night and started calling information in Oklahoma, because that was the only place I knew to start. I had been told that Daddy was born in Enid, OK., and so I hoped to find my brother there. I had no idea what my sisters name would be then, so naturally I started with Richard Leon Yohn. I had an atlas on the table and I started with Enid, and worked my way across the state of Oklahoma, hitting every major or half major city asking the operators for my brother.  Finally, the Tulsa operator found a R.L. Yohn in Miami, Ok. She gave me the number, and I called it. I got an answering machine. So I left a message something like this;</span></strong></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">Hi. My name is Kristine Stearns,, and I am looking for a Richard Leon Yohn. If you are he, then I would like to talk to you. My dads&#8217; name was Earnest Leon Yohn, and you would be my brother. If your dads&#8217; name was not Ernie Yohn, then you would not be the man I am looking for and I am sorry to have bothered you. my number is &#8230;&#8230;   </span></strong></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">Then I waited. and waited. and waited some more&#8230;  FINALLY&#8230;. my phone rang, and this man on the other end says &#8220;Kristine?&#8221; and I say &#8220;yes?&#8221; and he says &#8220;This is Richard, your brother.&#8221;</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">I cried. All we could do is talk. Oh my, we talked for about 2 1/2 hours that night. I found out that I had another brother, Terry, and another sister, Lori. I found out that my dad was still alive! I had not thought he would be. I had that stuck in my head, that he was gone, that like my Mom, he was lost to me. I was wrong. I had family!!</span></strong></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">In the next year, I got to meet my dad, and both Linda Rose, my oldest sister, and Rick, my oldest brother. I was so happy. My sisters and Terry both live in Oregon, and Rick lives in Oklahoma, so we have not over the years been able to see each other alot, and in fact, Terry and Lori I had never met. Until this last week. I had inadvertently lost contact with Rick and Linda, and for the last few years only had contact with Dad. He wouldnt give me info to contact my other siblings. Dont know why. </span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">Then this last weekend, Mike gets a call from a lady in Arkansas saying daddy had gone in for minor eye surgery and had a stroke after it was done. He was in a coma and not expected to live. We panicked! </span></strong></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">We got ahold of Rick, via the Miami police dept., and had him contact Mike, who in turn got us all in contact with each other. Rick took off to Arkansas. By the time he got there, daddy was gone. They left him in that state without contacting anyone, or giving info to his friends there &#8211; because they weren&#8217;t family &#8211; for 4 days!! I was so angry!! But by then, we could do nothing. Rick took him off life support on Sunday the 22nd, and he was gone. </span></strong></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">We left for Arkansas on monday the 23rd, and had quite the week! The funeral was in Miami, but we went to Leslie and Marshall Ar. to meet his friends, and see his home. We wanted to know where our dad lived and who he associated with. For some reason they wanted to meet us too, so it was really cool. The people he hung out with were awesome people and he made many good friends, people who really cared about him. They all had nothing but good things to say about him. It was very hard, but it was also very healing too. I am very happy that we went. </span></strong></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">Then we left Arkansas to go to my brother Ricks house in Oklahoma. It was so good to see him again! I have not seen him since &#8217;95 or &#8217;96. it had been way too long. We also got to meet Terry and Lori. That was a trip! Terry looks so much like Mike and Dad, and Lori and I look quite a bit alike, but they all agreed that Linda and I look almost like twins. Linda was unable to make it down, but she was there in our hearts. We spent alot of time together on Thursday, and again on Friday. We are all so  much alike, it is scary!! We had so much fun, even tho the reason we were all together wasnt fun. Even my Aunt Gloria, daddys sister, carries such a strong resemblance to dad that I now know what I will look like in my mid 60&#8242;s. Daddy wouldn&#8217;t have wanted us to do a bunch of crying over him, altho we did, but we had a lot of laughs as well. It was a meeting that was far too over due, and one that was welcomed by all. </span></strong></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;"> It was hard to leave and it made me sad to do so, but we all have lives to get back to. We all exchanged information so we can stay in touch, and we have tentatively planned to hold family reunions every year. I have always wanted to do that but didn&#8217;t think I had enough family to have one. Now I do. My life has changed quite a bit in the last week. I lost my father, and tho I only had him for 13 years, I feel  blessed and very happy to have known him at all. Had I not felt lost and alone and gone looking for family, I might not have ever known him, or my brothers and sisters that I now have. Not too many people lose a family member and gain 5 more at the same time.  I am sad and happy at the same time. </span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">Daddy, if you are looking, know we all loved you. You always wanted us all together and you finally got your wish. I only wish you had been there to see it. Then again, I&#8217;m thinking maybe you were&#8230;.?</span></strong></p>
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		<title>Vacation&#8230;..</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Jun 2008 15:40:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Well, Grand Junction was awesome as always! I miss being there.  I miss my family there. Mostly I miss the lifestyle there, its so calming, relaxing, unhurried. I didn&#8217;t want to come back to the front range. It&#8217;s way to fast here, and I don&#8217;t need or want fast anymore. Jobs are there. Got offered one [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=fountainlady.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2329490&amp;post=47&amp;subd=fountainlady&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size:16pt;color:#993366;font-family:Papyrus;"><strong>Well, Grand Junction was awesome as always! I miss being there.  I miss my family there. Mostly I miss the lifestyle there, its so calming, relaxing, unhurried. I didn&#8217;t want to come back to the front range. It&#8217;s way to fast here, and I don&#8217;t need or want fast anymore. Jobs are there. Got offered one that I could have started today, if I had wanted to stay. Almost did. My kids are looking for employment over there, and God willing, I will be back on the Western Slope before this time next year. I&#8217;d forgotten how much I missed it, and how much I loved it. </strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:16pt;color:#993366;font-family:Papyrus;"><strong>When my stuff matures in January/February, I think I might be going back there. Why not? I love it there, and it loves me. I could live out the rest of my life there, as long as one of my kids was there. I don&#8217;t want to be that far away from any of them again, but I know they wont all move there either.  <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_sad.gif' alt=':(' class='wp-smiley' />   I could only wish.</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:16pt;color:#993366;font-family:Papyrus;"><strong>Well, onto the unpacking. My stuff is done, now it&#8217;s all the rest that we have to do. <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  </strong></span></p>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hello again. Well, I have moved &#8220;home.&#8221; Back to Denver. I am living with my daughter and her family temporairily.  It&#8217;s not ideal, but it will work, because I will make it work. I love all my kids, and even if I don&#8217;t like it too much, they are all of a mind that this is where [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=fountainlady.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2329490&amp;post=45&amp;subd=fountainlady&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;"><strong>Hello again. Well, I have moved &#8220;home.&#8221; Back to Denver. I am living with my daughter and her family temporairily.  It&#8217;s not ideal, but it will work, because I will make it work. I love all my kids, and even if I don&#8217;t like it too much, they are all of a mind that this is where I belong, and they are all willing to help me get back on my feet, at least financially, if not emotionally and spiritually. I guess those two things I will have to do myself, with the Lords help. </strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;"><strong>I had to get rid of  few things in the process. It&#8217;s only stuff, and I know this, but still &#8211; it was my stuff! Just hard to let go of what you work so hard for I guess. But, as my son- in-law was so quick to point out, When I get ready to move again, I will have the funds to replace it all, and I will. </strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;"><strong>I have things in the works as I type and in 6 mos I won&#8217;t even need a J-O-B! Thanks to Barbara! My buddy &#8211; my gal-pal &#8211; my mentor!! I am so happy I got laid off at Atmel, cuz otherwise I would never have met her, and I would not be on the road to independent wealth as I am! And neither would my family and other close friends. <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;"><strong>So things ARE looking up for me. This will be a kick ass Christmas, the first one I&#8217;ve been able to buy in like 5 years! By November, the edge will be off, and by the first of the year, whatever job I have I will probably quit, because I wont need it anymore. It&#8217;s just getting to that point. I have 5 mos to struggle thru. I will make it, I know I will. If I have to do something stupid like clean houses again for money I will. All I have to do is get thru 5 flippin months. <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;"><strong>At any rate, things are going, just slowly. We are getting ready to go to Grand Junction for my best friends&#8217; daughter, Jennifers&#8217;, wedding.  I am looking forward to it as I haven&#8217;t been back to Junction in like 5 years. I miss it. I miss them. Thats where I shoulda probably stayed. I would have avoided so much heartache, and disappointment. But I also would have missed some truly good friends as well. Diane, George, Rebecca, Yvette, Bill, Jim, several others as well. So I guess everything happens for a reason, but to tell you the thruth, some of these things I could definetly have done without since I know it was more about their lessons than my own. Some men just never fricken grow up &#8211; and he is one!! </strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;"><strong>My daughter has set it up for me to meet new men, and I have met 3 of them so far. Very nice guys, all of them, but maybe its just too soon for me. I don&#8217;t know. I have enjoyed their company, but I think I am just not ready to get attached to someone else yet. I need to take care of me first, and if it happens fine and if it doesn&#8217;t, it&#8217;s ok too. I am just not so worried about it at this point I guess. I am more interested in getting myself out of debt and getting caught up, and setting myself back up with my own life again.  I have plans, I have goals, and right now these are more important to me.  </strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;"><strong>My investment portfolio is taking off, and I am learning more and more about how to do what I want to do for myself and my family, but most especially, my brothers and my dad. I just found out my dad has to have another eye surgery, and that worries me. He&#8217;s 77, and that isn&#8217;t easy for someone his age. Also, I know he has little to no income, and I aim to fix that for him. </strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;"><strong>Then I work on my kids. All of them! <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />   Along the way, I hook up my friends as I go, and watch us all retire early, or if not early, at least in style! I have a few friends who are approaching or at retirement age, but most of us have a few years to go, and my brothers and I have at leat 15 or so, and I don&#8217;t really want any of us to be door greeters at Wally-Hell, or working fast food joints to suppliment our SSI.  If we even have the SSI by that time, which I totally am not counting on! </strong></span></p>
<p><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">Bud</span><span style="font-size:14pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;"> wants to start his own business, and he cant get his dad or his uncles to back him, so I will! Heather and Eric have their own business going, and I aim to do <em>something</em> for them. I have no idea what, because I have never been in a position to even inquire about what they need until now, but I will find <em>something</em>! ShawnDe and Kevin? I don&#8217;t know what they might want or need, but for what they are doing for me for the next year or so, they can ask anything of me that they want and it will be theirs.  Nothing or no one is as important as my family is and my children deserve the very best. (I know, everyone thinks this) I didn&#8217;t exactly give them the best as they were growing up, and now that I have found a way to leave them better off than I ever did before, or ever dreamed of being able to do, I am gonna take advantage of it all the way. College education for their children? That has always been a dream of mine! I just never told anyone, cuz I didn&#8217;t know how to accomplish it. Now I do.  <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> Thank you Lord, and St. Nick! In 6 mos, it will be Christmas in my life every month. for the rest of my life! He he he. I can&#8217;t wait!</span></strong></p>
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<p><strong><span style="font-size:large;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">Ok, I&#8217;ll go for now, and I&#8217;ll add to this after I get back from </span></strong><strong><span style="font-size:large;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">Juntion.</span></strong></p>
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		<description><![CDATA[  I know that someday this will go away. I have been here too many times NOT to know that. I just hate the process. Tonight I cannot sleep. He plagues me. My mind is like a video that I cannot turn off, and it constantly runs; to things I had forgotten about, wanted to [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=fountainlady.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2329490&amp;post=43&amp;subd=fountainlady&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">I know that someday this will go away. I have been here too many times NOT to know that. I just hate the process. Tonight I cannot sleep. He plagues me. My mind is like a video that I cannot turn off, and it constantly runs; to things I had forgotten about, wanted to forget about, tried to forget about. I try to submerse myself in work or my writing, my packing, anything to take my mind off him, and still, he sneaks in. Just enough to pluck at my heart strings, just enough to make them sing in agony! </span></strong></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">Broken hearts</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;"> </span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">It’s when you love someone</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">And they won’t love you back</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">And when you know they do</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">It’s their own trust they lack</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;"> </span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">You give them all you have to give</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">And still they walk away</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">You reach out to show them more</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">But they’re not here today.</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;"> </span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">Your heart breaks – it cries out</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">Don’t leave me here alone</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">Yet still they turn their back on you</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">As if you were made of stone.</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;"> </span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">There are no words to tell you</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">How a broken heart will feel</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">I only hope you never know</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">The long time it takes to heal.</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;"> </span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">I do not think that mine can be</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">Ever healthy or whole again</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">It’s been broken so many times this life</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">All it’s even known is pain.</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;"> </span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">I’ll pick up all the pieces</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">And safely tuck them all away</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">I’ll put them on a shelf somewhere</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">To be mended another day.</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;"> </span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">I’ll hold that love inside of me</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">For it’s all that I have left</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">Just memories and pictures</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:11pt;color:#800080;font-family:Papyrus;">And a heart that is bereft</span></strong></p>
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