I guess we will see how....
- honest our electorial system is, this time.
- how stupid people have become..
Anyone voting for Harris is an idiot whether you like Trump or not.
At least he knows how to run the show.
I guess we will see how....
- honest our electorial system is, this time.
- how stupid people have become..
Anyone voting for Harris is an idiot whether you like Trump or not.
At least he knows how to run the show.
I never expected to live this long.
God has wanted me here for some reason.
Health factors, all my life.
Accidents
Domestic Violence
Really, I never expected to live this long.
A heart attack has always been a possibility. Born with heart issues that went unnoticed for a few years. Didnt tell anyone so they couldnt scare me to death. Even though my ex tried.
Then told at 41 my lungs had maybe 5-10. COPD for life! A hard time breathing for sure.
Married at 15 and divorced at 26, with a hateful exfamily not understanding the dangers the domestic violence imposed. He was out to kill me and his family played games within the situation. Protection orders loomed over life.
The turmoil of the second marriage, to serious mental illness he tried to get me to commit suicide. 18 months trapped in another country. Pure Hell.
Still looking for HOME and a place to feel safe, or even just comfortable. Life has been a journey for sure!
60 years old on the 15th. Damn where did time go!
I wrote this March 9 2019, Sometimes I have to come back for myself and read it again.
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My life has been shadowed by death as far back as I can remember..
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From Mother's Day to July,
we'll be taking a break, for surgery and time to heal.
We'll be back in full force after Independence Day!
July 9th ~ 16th ~ 23rd ~ 30th ~
Hometown Market Tues Nights in Buckley
From 4 pm to 8 pm
July 13th ~
Miner's Day in Black Diamond
From 9 am to 4 pm
August 2nd,3rd,4th ~
Eatonville Art n Music Festival
August 17th n 18th ~
at the Maris Farms Sunflower Days
from 10 am to 5 pm both days
August 23th ~
Sunset Market at Ten Trails
6 pm to 9 pm
August 24th n 25th ~
at the Maris Farms Sunflower Days
from 10 am to 5 pm both days.
September 21st ~
Hometown Hoedown at Ten Trails
10 am to 5 pm
More events are being scheduled be sure to check back~
Several new images, landmarks and points of interest around Washington, added to the gallery.
Things were different back then.
Laws were different.
Woman's rights were different.
Being able to protect yourself, was NOT a legal option.
"Why doesn't she just leave?"
Many therapists urge battered women to leave those abusive relationships. Statistics warn, however, that the greatest violence often follows their departure.
In fact, the Justice Department says the majority of domestic assaults reported to law enforcement take place after the couple separates.
“The statistics are that women in abusive relationships are about 500 many times more at risk when they leave,” said Wendy Mahoney, executive director for the Mississippi Coalition Against Domestic Violence.
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Sometimes people ask why battered women don’t leave.
“That’s the wrong question to ask,” Gruelle said. “The question should be, ‘Why does he feel he has the right to abuse, control, terrorize and intimidate her?’”
Seems everything is a 2 week wait. Even the covid started out as a 2 week quarantine. .
Down to the final 2 weeks to closing. Most of the moving is done, many things have sold off lightening the load. Change of address under way and reservations for a mini vacation at the time of closing. Doctor appointments and surgeries begin the following week....
Still a lot to do and many 'unknowns' in the process. I was really hoping we could get him settled in before surgery, but it's not to sure at the moment. Still need a few miracles to take place and some stars to align.
So far there have been blessings too many to count. Things happening in ways we never expected. So much has already been positive and helpful, one can't help but think this too shall work out.
Blind Faith.
Cats are getting nervous, hanging out in the kennels more. Chanelle has taken to hoarding the cat food and hiding it under the mat in her little cave. She's pretty lost at the moment. We come and go so much, she doesn't know where we belong anymore.
I must say he's doing pretty good at staying stable with all that's going on. These are the big changes that can make or break a person. It's a bit stressful when the answers don't all add up yet, but as I said, he's doing really well at progressing through this.
It seems spring has finally started to arrive with chilly winds pushing winter away. A few nights of freezing temps, and plenty of sunshine during the day.... so glad it's now not previously during the cold and rain that 'moving' had to take place.
All this wraps up and ends just before Mother's Day. Not sure where I'll be that weekend. Would have been nice to see the kids before this all comes together. Cause we are not sure where either of us will end up at that point.
For now all is normal....
The first time I remember almost dying I was 8 years old. The pony I was on got spooked by oncoming horses, reared up, lost her footing ......... and we rolled down the side of a 200' embankment at the gravel pit.
Both of us, were alive and were able to stand. No broken bones. My head hurt, my neck hurt, my body ached. There were no cell phones in the 70's. My friends had no choice, but to walk us back to the barn.
From there I walked home. My parents did nothing. No hospital, no doctor, no nothing. Next day I couldn't move my head so they took me to a chiropractor that reamed my neck and that was that.
For the rest of my life I've suffered a crooked neck. In younger years, it would get so knotted up, nose bleeds and passing out when I stood up, would follow. Until finally as an adult I found a good chiropractor that worked with it for a year, and finally life felt as normal as it could with a tilted head.
My next time was a swift kick to the knee. I moved in time to miss my head. Again, no hospitals, no doctors. Just ice and a weak knee that could collapse on itself at any time. Once an adult, the muscles had formed a compensation I was able to not fall, I had the strength to 'lock it'. I walk with a permanent limp but that's ok.
The time to pony took off uncontrollably, I really thought I was going to end up being dragged -- I hung on. Close call!
The time a mother Grizzly and her cubs walked across the path in front of us, I really thought the horse was going to lose it and me. I would become lunch. Instead she stood her ground and they just walked past us.
My parents put me on a bus from Northern Alberta Canada to Vancouver BC Canada at age 11, alone. I lived to finish the journey unharmed.
by the time I was 15 I was a mother and onto a new life.. the miracles on that journey are for another day.. My childhood was short lived and full of complications.
My solice in the horses. My dad made sure that no matter where we lived, whether in the United States or Canada - I had access to horses.
My entire being of who I am - my strengths, my weaknesses, my compassions, my emotions, my will to survive... I owe to the horses that have come into and left my life.
God has chosen to watch over me, protect me, care for me and lead me through this life - for reasons I may never understand. What I know for sure without any doubt or anyone's double talk. Is that my life is full of miracles. I have survived over and over again so many things that have taken the lives of others.
God has given me angels to walk through this life. He gave me the horses. My angels, my guide.
They teach you courage in ways no other can. They teach you unconditional love, compassion, and faith. They speak a language you learn to communicate with, it teaches you how to communicate with others as well. They teach you the value of hard work and the joy of play.
They are a reason to wake up every day and face the sun.
My apologize for all the ads. Some great deals to take advantage of I must say. When going from a house to anything smaller, it only makes sense to sell off what you don't need or use. When going from a house to a travel trailer, you have to think about weight and space.
Necessity...
My mother was a hoarder. I remember my poor dad making 7 or 8 trips with his pick up and trailer every time we moved. Mind you they moved 17 times in the 13 years I lived with them. And they were never just moves across town, they would be from state to state or country to country... thousands upon thousands of miles and money in gas.