Isaiah 6:8

8 Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, “Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?”And I said, “Here am I. Send me!”

Sunday, September 30, 2012

Project 365 - Week 39

Well it is that time of week again and I have had another busy week.  It was Homecoming week at our school and the kids were crazy.  I have had morning duty all month and Friday was my last day....whoooo hoooo.  There are some amazing photos over at Sara's blog.  I do hope you will hop over there and check some of them out.  This week I kept my Nikon Coolpix on me at all times, and between it and my cell phone I put together an interesting array of photos.  I hope you enjoy my week.

Sunday, September 23rd
I loved the Baptist Church sign.  It has been up for two weeks and I had planned on getting it last week but forgot.  I am glad they left it up another week so I could share it with you.
Monday, September 24th

A critter hole and a weird mushroom just off the bus parking area at my school.  Strange things that caught my attention today.  This is my last week of morning bus duty.  I have had it for the entire month of September.  This is also the kick off for Homecoming week and today the kids will be dressed in their best fashion disaster attire.  I can't wait to see them.
Tuesday, September 25th
Some of my students dressed up for the day.  Today was grandparent or baby day.  This was just a few of the students I happened to have who participated.
Wednesday, September 26th
Today is twin day and Mrs. Vest and I dressed up as the Alabama twins.  We both have red boots and thought this would be a hoot. We had a triplet...who had on her Auburn attire, making us fraternal triplets, but we never could get all three of us in the same room.
Thursday, September 27th

The porch was a shot to use for my blog and the t-shirts i made for our bowling team.  One of our members has breast cancer and a member of another team does too.  Frank's sister has cancer too so I made the shirt in honor of all three.  I had to ask the three guys if they would wear a pink t-shirt and they all agreed for what it was for that they would.
Friday, September 28th

We got out of school early today and Frank and I were going to Auburn to mess around and have a bit of a date night.  I got a call from Frank that said baby Jett was on his way and we had an extra stop.  When we got to the hospital all the Porch People and family were gathered in the waiting area.  Believe me....they WERE the waiting area.  At 5:30 Marcie(the new grandmother) got a call from Keaton(dad and her son) that Jett was here.  We got to hear his first sounds via speaker fun.  It was awesome.  Magen and baby were fine.  The whole group gathered hands and Frank said a prayer for this new miracle.  Since I was sick and there were so many of them to see the baby we left.  May I introduce to you, Jett.  He weighed in at 8'2 ounces and was 21 inches long.  He will be the newest of the Porch People in Rock Mills.  Aunt Lyndi (Keaton's sister) is holding him in the last picture.  He had her from hello.  Welcome to the world little one.  God bless you and your family.  You have been long awaited.....much like another little baby two thousand years ago.
Saturday, September 29th

Today was Milliken's annual rug sale.  We had planned on doing the Heflin to Bowden yard sale this weekend but I needed a carpet for my dining room.  We got there just moments before they opened.  In one parking lot they had carpet squares, in one area they had broadloom rolls, and in the other parking lot they had area rugs.  Renee bought a piece of the was a dollar a foot.  She bought a 27 foot roll.  It was gorgeous.  We bought three for my classroom that has the world on it with all the flags, one for my dining room, and one for Frank's shop.  Beth bought five rugs for Rock Mills School that were children themed.  They had some gorgeous stuff.  The little man with the baby was one of the workers and he watched this little baby so the mom could shop.  After the sale we went to get another pink t-shirt that I need to make for another bowler.  Who knows I may have found my new calling in life.   Have a great week and I will be here again next week.

Saturday, September 29, 2012

A Giant Rug Sale

Every year Milliken in LaGrange, GA has a giant rug sale.  They use the money raised for United Way and several other charitable things they contribute to.  You can get broadloom rolls, carpet squares, and area rugs for great prices.  I have been now to three of these amazing events and not come home empty handed ever.  I love rugs.
Today's sale was no different.  We got up and went early so as to not miss the good stuff.  It was like the amazing race.  Everyone was lined up at the edge of the parking lot....ready for the workers to say go.
 I spotted one I thought would be perfect for my dining room....which was the reason I was here.  The workers said, "Go" and I was off.  I put my hand on the one I thought I wanted and Frank measured it for me.  It was perfect.  We picked it up and carried it with us.  I then found a wonderful world map one with flags of the countries around the border and we grabbed it too.  Frank found a cute Public Enemy door rug and that completed our business.  We were done in less than 30 minutes.
  In another parking lot they had carpet squares but we did not need any of those.  And in another location they had the broadloom stuff.  Our friend, Renee, bought one of those.  It took her whole truck and then some.  13.5 feet on the back of a small truck is a lot of rug. 
We left the sale and went to IHOP for breakfast.  I had banana bread french toast and it was good.  After breakfast we went to the Sock Shop so I could get another pink t-shirt for a project I am working on.  We got the rug down in my dining room and left my classroom rug in the car....I will get some boys to bring it in on Monday so I can put it in the center of my classroom.  I can't wait.  After we did the bulletin for church we went to visit with Amanda for a bit.  Both of us have been sick all week.  Once we got home we were in for the rest of the day.  I feel terrible and wish I could shake this cold/allergy/sinus thing I have going on.

Friday, September 28, 2012

Grasping to Hold On

It is Friday again and time for my 5 minutes of mindless brainstorming provided by Lisa-Jo Baker.  All writers sometimes have a block and need a subject to drive them on.  I have  been doing this for several weeks and enjoy the freedom it provides me.  Want to try?  It is simple.  Simply, set your timer, clear your head, for five minutes of free writing without worrying about getting it right.

1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community..

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I have written several little ditties over the past week and felt another one come to mind when I saw the subject for the week.  I am notorious at grasping for things out of my reach.  I have been that way all my life.  It was always as if there was something better just outside my reach.  My father used to tell me I was infamous at grasping for straws and should be satisfied with the here and now....but it just was never enough.  One day I looked into the face of my wee newborn daughter and as she grasp my finger she grasped my heart and I would forever be lost in the here and now....who would have know that something so small could have such a profound reaction on someone.  I have written poetry and short stories since I cannot remember when....and so today I thought about Kat and Frank and came up with a poem to be part of my five minutes.  I think I would call this "Grasping to Hold On."  Without you in my life every morning would be Monday...and you know how much I hate Monday's.  I would hate the smell of smoke, there would be no poetry left in me, there would be no romance, and flowers would just be flowers.  Granny Smith apples wouldn’t taste tart, music would fall upon deaf ears.  Clark Kent would never become Superman, there would be no goodnight kiss, there would be no one to worry about my safety in bad weather, there would be no landscapes, no Victorian houses, no seagulls, no beaches, no dunes, no night, no sunrise, no city, no country, no fullness…no me.  Without you in my life I would be grasping to hold onto stability, security, reality....grasping....grasping....nothingness.  Without you in my life.


Thursday, September 27, 2012

Oh The Joys of Being a Porch People

Oh! The Porches You’ll Sit upon and it’s quite a big deal
In the wee little Hamlet, known to us  as Rock Mills!
If you live here you’ll want to be called a Porch People
Most of them worship under our great big steeple.
We happened to stop for a short, meet and greet.
We sat on a porch and man it was sweet.
It could have been any big porch, anywhere.
But it was Marcie's porch and her big rocking chair.
The men, women, and children all sat and they chattered
About everything  under the sun that mattered
Cars passing by  all blew their horns loud
And Marcies' porch now held quite a crowd.
The cookouts, the showers, the auctions a ball
Then Santuck, and Christmas, Thanksgiving, the mall
There’s Gedneys, there’s yard sales, there is so much to do
I love every minute spent with the Porch People crew.
I love it when Sherry or Marcie will say
We have something special to do Saturday.
I am fortunate to be living right here
With special Porch People whom I love so dear.


Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Hodge Podge - Vol 95

It is that time of week again.  I look forward to Wednesday's and Hodge Podge.  Our hostess Joyce always comes up with some rather thought provoking and random questions.  Here are her questions for this week's Hodgepodge and my answers to said questions.  Want to join in?  Hop over to Joyce's blog and follow along.  It is a lot of fun.

1. The Wednesday Hodgepodge this week falls on John Chapman's birth date. He's more famously known as Johnny Appleseed...what's your favorite variety of apple?   I LOVE apples.  To pick a favorite would be hard.  I love Galas, Braeburns, Granny Smiths, Romes, McIntosh.  I love crunchy with a hint of tartness apples.

2. When did you last say 'ick'? This morning at 8 a.m. when I sampled a Korean chippy type thing that was shrimp flavored.  I love shrimp....not at 8 in the morning....."ICK!"

3. Do you think there's a generation gap? Explain.  When I ask one of my students who the Beatles are....and they ask what kind....they are talking about bugs...I am talking about singers.  There I see a generation gap.  When my 30 year old daughter could sing Scarlet Ribbons, by Wayne Newton, and every single word to "Baby Love" by the Supremes....I don't see a gap.  Political, religious, child rearing....I see a huge gap.  I am a baby boomer.  I know what Vietnam was....and how the vets were treated when they came home.  I lived through the Cuban Missle Crisis, the Cold War, the first astronaut to go up....the first one to walk on the moon, when music was music....not someone screaming at you about bad things.  I teach high school and it used to make me not see a generation gap....I am 2 years away from 60 now....and I feel the generation gap widening.

4. What's on your computer screen saver? Do you leave it alone or change it often?  Usually it is a picture I took during a Project 365 activity.  I do change them often.  More often than not is a flower from Mrs. Betty Jean or Mrs. Shirley's yard, a road less traveled, of a memory of something special.  This week it has been an old picture of my friend Mary and I.  I have been missing her a lot lately.

5. If you had the attention of the entire world for two minutes, what would you say?  I would quote my favorite verses:  John 3:16 - "God so loved the world that he gave his only Son, so that everyone who believes in him won’t perish but will have eternal life."   Philipians 4:13 - "I can endure all these things through the power of the one who gives me strength." 23rd Psalm,  Psalm 150 - "Praise the LordPraise God in his sanctuary!  Praise God in his fortress, the sky!  2 Praise God in his mighty acts!  Praise God as suits his incredible greatness!  3 Praise God with the blast of the ram’s horn!  Praise God with lute and lyre!  4 Praise God with drum and dance!  Praise God with strings and pipe!  5 Praise God with loud cymbals!  Praise God with clashing cymbals!  6 Let every living thing praise the LordPraise the Lord!  I talk I could probably get all this in in 2 minutes or less.

6. Four fashion trends to try this fall are-brocade/jacquard (fancy printed fabrics), peplum, lace, and printed pants...which of these four would you be most likely to wear?  I would definitely be all over the lace and brocade look.  I love lace and I love brocade....both for feel and look.  I am not big in peplums.  If you have a hint of heaviness in the waist and hip area....they are not for you.
7. What can make your bad day better?  Frank or Kat, music, Psalms 150, good friends, prayer, Hwy 22 prayers with spiritual music, singing, Still Magnolias, Bobby's guitar lessons, a road trip, flowers in one of our church members gardens, sitting on Marcie's porch can all change my mood and day.  I am easy....I am fortunate to be able to turn a bad day around in many ways.
8. Insert your own random thought here. Psalm 46:10a is my one of the two verses I go to when I am in unrest.  It says, "He says, “Be still, and know that I am God;"  The thing that catches my attention is the BE STILL.  When I am antsy it settles me right down.  My second is Psalm 150 which is my go to for music and praise, "Praise the Lord! Praise God in his sanctuary! Praise God in his fortress, the sky! 2 Praise God in his mighty acts! Praise God as suits his incredible greatness! 3 Praise God with the blast of the ram’s horn! Praise God with lute and lyre! 4 Praise God with drum and dance! Praise God with strings and pipe! 5 Praise God with loud cymbals! Praise God with clashing cymbals! 6 Let every living thing praise the Lord! Praise the Lord! .  Do you have a bible verse that is yours?  Want to share it with me in a comment.  I love it when people are not afraid to share their words.

Tuesday, September 25, 2012


About The Book:  A semi-autobiographical nbovel set in a small, rural Alabama community during the height of World War II.  At that time, the modern Civil Rights Movement was scarcely in its infancy.  The main characters are two ten-year-old sons of sharecroppers-one black and one white.  Amid the difficulties, deprivations, and disadvantages resulting from living on the bottom rungs of the economic ladder, they share a friendship that carries them through touch times and enriches their lives with joy.  A terrible sequence of events threatens that friendship and rocks their world.

About The Author:  John H. Hayes is Frank N. Parker Professor Emeritus in the Candler School of Theology at Emory University in Atlanta, Georgia.  He has authored and edited numerous academic volumes and written a collection of popular essays:  if You Don't Like the Possum, Enjoy the Sweet Potatoes:  Some Principles for Travel along the road of Life.  This is his first novel.

My Thoughts About The Book:  Living near the town of Abanda I was delighted to get my hands on the novel and read it.   It was not a feel good novel.  It was a novel that was so close to reality that it could have been an autobiography.  I could have been my own father's story.  The story of the young sharecropper boys whose innocense is taken from them by the hardships they indure was sad.  There were times when I was reading the book that I felt a tremendous amount of anger at Josh's parents only to realize that they too were victims of circumstance.  The story is a dry one.  The characters are real-like with human feelings, emotions, and reactions.  I will never look at the town of Abanda in the same light.....but then....I live in the south and know how unkind life has been to many throughout the course of history. 

Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from the author himself.  I was not required to write a positive review. All he asked for was an honest review.  The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission's 16 CFR, Part 255.

Monday, September 24, 2012

Song of the Broken Hearted

About the Book:  Song of the Brokenhearted is a joint writing effort of Sheila Walsh and Cindy Martinusen Coloma.  Ava has a loving family, a beautiful house, and a solid faith.  Suddenly, her ideal life will be completely broken . . . in the best of ways.  Ava’s life is full of great things. Her daughter is getting married to just the right guy, her husband’s company has kept them financially thriving for years, her son is a freshman in high school, playing football and doing well, and the ministry she started is keeping her busy as she reaches out to those with “broken hearts.”  Then it all falls apart. Ava’s safe world becomes unanchored, and she is forced to face the childhood she’s run away from her entire life. Just as she’s trying to sift through the pieces, the doorbell rings and Ava is confronted with the surprise of her life.  Ava must set out on a journey that takes her back home—something Ava hasn’t done in twenty years. As she travels across the state of Texas, strangers offer her kindness and remind her of the meaning of hope and forgiveness.  It is in this journey back that Ava discovers God in a new way. She sees she's been hiding her brokenness behind good deeds and a safe life. Learning what it means to lose it all is just the start of Ava’s journey – as is the new song God is writing on her heart.
About the Author(s):  Sheila Walsh is a powerful Bible teacher and best-selling author from Scotland with over 4 million books sold. A featured speaker with Women of Faith® conferences, she has reached more than 3.5 million women by combining honesty, vulnerability, and humor with God's Word. Sheila is the author of the best-selling memoir Honestly, the Gold Medallion Award nominee The Heartache No One Sees, the Retailer's Choice Award nominee Beautiful Things Happen When A Woman Trusts God and the Gigi, God's Little Princess series, which has won the National Retailer's Choice Award twice and is the most popular Christian brand for young girls in the US. She just released her newest book and DVD Bible study for women The Shelter of God's Promises. In 2012, she will release her life-message book God Loves Broken People.Currently completing her Masters in Theology, Sheila lives in Frisco, Texas with her husband, Barry, her son, Christian, and her two little dogs, Belle and Tink.
Cindy Coloma began writing around 1988, working on story ideas and writing plays. Her first book was contracted in 1998. Since that time she's written 8 novels, 2 nonfiction books (coauthor) and over 100 articles, short stories, and plays. Her critically acclaimed novels have been nominated for the Christy Award and Reader's Choice Award (Romantic Times), and chosen for the List of Best Books of 2004 by Library Journal.  Her first three novels have been translated into Dutch, German, and Norwegian.
My Thoughts About The Book:  The total collapse of Ava's tidy, wonderful world hit me right between the eyes.  I truly do believe that any one of the major events she faced would have crushed her - but then from my own experiences I knew that sometimes life challenges do pile up, so that if we don't take notice of the first one, we soon find several others kicking us while we are down.  The book is designed to be enjoyed with several  hidden lessons about trusting and believing in God.  I loved the story and once I started reading it could not put it down. 
Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from the publisher through the BookSneeze book review bloggers program. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission's 16 CFR, Part 255.

Sunday, September 23, 2012

Project 365 - Week 38

What a week I had.  Another busy one....but I have to admit I love being so busy.  Want to see some really wonderful shots of Tucson then hop over to Sara's and check out her photos.  While you are there check out everyone else's pictures and learn their stories for the week.  Here is mine: 
Sunday, September 16th
Frank is getting ready for his sermon this morning.  He is deep in thought as he makes last minute preparations for what he will be speaking on today.  I love to watch him when he is in sermon prep mode.
Monday, September 17th
I read nine blogs this morning at the beginning of my planning period while I drank my cup of coffee.  I hate these verification things and of the nine blogs I read before I could respond to eight of them I had to do this.  It really drives me nuts to have to figure out what letters they have slammed together for me to figure out.  If I did not respond to you last week and you have this on your blog post then please understand why.  It took me five tries to get it right on the last blog I read.  I was persistant...and it drove me up the wall.  Nuff said.

Tuesday, September 18th
My first block students were doing presentations today on Argentina.  This group had the Tango and Lunfardo as their topic.  I thought instead of giving them my notes on Argentina they could give their classmates notes on the country.  I was impressed with how well they did.  This group also had a video clip of the Tango and it was very good. 
Wednesday, September 19th
I borrowed this idea from an Elementary teacher friend of mine.  She uses this to teach time to her young ones and I thought i would try it out on my older ones.  They made clocks and then I taught them time using these clocks.  I think it was a pretty neat idea and the kids loved making their own clocks to use. 
Thursday, September 20th
Today I was playing with sunlight and shadows on the statue Frank made for me.
Friday, September 21st
I love to take pictures of vanity car tags....because I can. 
Saturday, September 22nd
Amanda's son, David, has taken a church in Birmingham.  He graduated from seminary in May.  He and his sweet little family have been living in Louisville for the past 5 years.  It is a long way to go for a visit.  We are delighted that they are so much closer now.  We will be able to see them...and their precious three little boys more often.  Wheeler, their oldest son, calls this his red house in the woods.  I love it.  We went to B'ham yesterday and helped unbox stuff. This is an amazing house and after having lived in a teeniny two bedroom apartment up a bazillion steps this is a dream come true.  Suzanna is delighted.  Have a wonderful week and I will see you this time next week.  We have Homecoming this week and it will be crazy....good thing....we get out at 1 on Friday.....WOOO HOOOO!

Saturday, September 22, 2012

The Big Red House in the Woods

I got up early this morning and was very excited.  Amanda and Linda would be picking me up shortly to go to Birmingham to help David and Susanna move into their new house.  Well...the house is not new...but it is to them.  David graduated in May from Seminary in Louisville and has taken a Minister of Music job at a Baptist church in B'ham.  We got to the house and went right to work unloading kitchen stuff for the cabinets.  At lunch we ate at Chipotle.  Have you ever eaten there/  It was wonderful food.  I had a chicken burrito bowl and could not eat it all.  Thanks Amanda for lunch.  Back to the house and back to work.  It was lovely to actually see the kitchen now that all the boxes are empty and sitting like little guards outside the kitchen door.  The guys went and picked up the couch and brought it home so we went to work getting the living room in order.  The nursery was finally together and Becky put all the lines on the bed.  David and Susanna and three little ones have lived the past five years in a tiny two bedroom apartment up a million flights of stairs.  In the new house you could set the apartment in the kitchen and den area.  She is going to enjoy all the room.  They even have a mother-in-laws suite at this house.  The new house sits nestled in a heavily wooded area with a huge front and back yard for little boys to explore and play in.  I loved the yard.  Wheeler, their oldest son, calls it "My bid red house in the woods."  You have got to love it.  Susanna is an amazing decorator and quite the shopper.  She can get more stuff for the least amount of money....she is something else.  It is going to be so much fun having them so close.  This will give us lots more time to spend with Wheeler, Tommy, and new baby Mac.  This awesome young woman of God...managed to pack up her home in Louisville, give birth to baby Mac a month ago...and move.  I am not sure I would have had her stamina.  After we had been unpacking for several hours yesterday I took a stroll outside to check out the property.  I am telling you....this is a young boys delight.  Look at all the fun stuff they can find, all the places to play hide and seek, and cool places to build forts.  I love it.  Congratulations guys on your new venture.  God bless you all real good and we love you bunches.
The big red house in the woods...according to Wheeler.

Mushroom bouquets are scattered all throughout the yard.
The backyard as the sun is sinking.  Trees, trees everywhere....oh what a great place for a child's imagination.  Oh the trees are amazing.  There are dogwoods, hardwoods, pines, and even cedars.  Oh to be a child again and have this awesome backyard to play in.  I could spend hours there.  The patio is where I would have my office.  It is lovely with the big adirondack chairs and the chandelier....the library would be my second choice.  This house has so many cool aspects about it.  It was built in the 60's and was a pre-fab home.  The kitchen is a dream.  There is only one thing about this house that did not impress has these crazy heater things in the wall....and they cut on yesterday while we were working....and it was miserable.  We could not get them to cut off.  David finally called he owner, Mr. Benton and he came and had to shut the breaker off....til he could get an electrician to come.  It was so much more pleasant without trying to work and sweat your socks off at the same time.  We left around 6 heading home and the trip home was an adventure.  On I-20 just over the Coosa River bridge there was a wreck....semi vs car.  Traffic was backed up for several miles at an area where three lanes already is converging into two.  It was a nightmare.  After we got off of  I-20 and headed down 431 there was another wreck between Wedowee and Rock Stands.  This time it was man vs bull.  It was a frightening travel night and I was glad when we made it home safe and sound. 
Splattered like paint among the canvas of this wonderful yard are tiny pink and lavender flowers.  These tiny little jewels make the whole picture complete.  I did see many remnants of holly berry's, dogwoods, and azaleas. Susanna will have a breathtaking yard canvas come Christmas and spring.  I can't wait to see it all in bloom.  I enjoyed my day with family.  I enjoyed the laboring for love.  I loved seeing the babies.  All in all...this was an awesome day.  I am beat and headed for bed.

Friday, September 21, 2012

A Wide Five Minutes on Friday

1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community..

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Today's word is wide and there are two images that keep coming to my mind.  The first is simple and childlike and from the bowels of my memories.  I see Mrs. Mebold, my primary Sunday School teacher singing "Deep and Wide" to us. She was a lovely elderly lady.  I thought she was 100 back then...but she was probably only in her 60's.  She had the kind of arms that wave bye-bye to you and she would joyously sing the words to "Deep and Wide" with actions.  Her hands would spread apart vertically as she sang the deep verse and then they would spread apart horizontally when she sang the wide verse.  She had the longest arms in the eyes of a five year old.  I loved her madly.  My second image is one I learned in church as well.  It is a picture that was in our chapel at church of Christ on the Cross.  His arms were spread out wide on that cross....and when I was in elementary Sunday School my teacher taught us...."I asked Christ how much do you love me?"  With a tear falling down his face, he said, "This much," spread out his arms wide and died.  I don't think I will ever forget that.  I taught that little tale to my children and would always give them a wide hug when they would ask me how much I loved them.  Wide to me is fathomless.  It is from end to end.  The Mississippi is wide.  I remember the first time I crossed it.  I was amazed at the distance.  It was frightening to me because of the width.  I did not think it would ever end.  This great country is wide and expressive.  No matter where you travel....there is something different....and even more beautiful than the last I will say it is Wide full of Wonderment.   When our forefathers left the East coast heading to the West coast...there was no end in site.  The Big Pond (a.k.a. The Atlantic) is wide.  I remember the first time I flew across it.  It did not seem to end.  I remember thinking, "what if the plane needs gas?"  When we flew there was nothingness forever it seemed...definitely wide to the max.  I love wide....I love wide opened spaces, wide opened windows, wide open means to me....come on in....and set a spell.
See you next week for another writers prompt.  I love reading what everyone else has written about and it has been a great springboard for my own writing...and widened my own horizons.

Thursday, September 20, 2012

The Face of a Friend

What does the face of a friend look like?  I am fortunate to have several friends in my life.  so I thought to day I would tell you about my friends, Dr. Seuss style.
I have good friends, new friends, old friends and some blue friends.
I have far friends, near friends, school friends, dear friends.
I can see some everyday, I can see some on vacays
I can work with them at school, and we can act just like a fool.
I have friends that are related, I have friends I wish I'd dated
I like sitting on their porches, in their chairs, their swings, their couches.
I love looking for good deals, I love when their laughter peals.
They may wear some weirdo shoes, skinny jeans, or shades of blues.
When I look into their eyes, I see truth and never lies.
I am sad to see one cry, and I hate to say goodbye
I love to hold them tight, and I hug with all my might.
They are short and they are tall, some are fluffy, some are small
No matter how you see my friends, I will love them til life ends.
They have my back, they make me smile, they always walk that extra mile.
If I ever were in jail, they'd be the ones who paid my bail.
When my life is torn apart, they can mend my broken heart.
They know my story in and out, and are still my friends without a doubt.
So tell me now or do you know....the face of a friend.....with a friendship glow?
You have to be a good friend to have one.  Trust me, it is worth the effort.  I truly am blessed with the good friends I have in my life.    I hope you all have friends like these too.  If you don't....then you need to get out and get you some.