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8月27日 movie: World Trade Center Just came home from taking in this flick. I liked it, even though it was hard to watch at times. True story of two Port Authority cops that were rescued from the rubble. My ex-husband, my daughter's father, was a fireman.....I thought about him the entire time I was watching that movie. He died 3 years ago, not in the line of duty, in fact he had been retired because of health issues for the last 7 yrs. before his death. He was a fireman for 17 yrs. The youngest fireman ever hired in the state of Michigan to this day...he was only 19 when he was hired to the department. I remembered some of the runs he had when we were married and my daughter was a baby. His first Father's Day after he himself became a father he had a rescue on a suicide of a young man in his mid-twenties. The first Christmas after our child was born, he had been called in on a house fire at about 2am and came home exhausted and unable to participate in any family events. He also saved people's lives and delivered 3 babies while on duty. Always when I see a fireman's helmet and raincoat I remember him. Our marriage did not survive, but I loved him very much. I have never remarried to this day. My only child was also his only child. I wish he had lived longer, it really messed me up when he died.....but people don't understand that because we had been divorced a long time and he was very bitter toward me. But as I get older, I see that a lot of men are bitter over divorce.....some feel it's the "manly" way to deal with it. And he was very into being manly, being a fireman and all. I am proud that he was my husband and that he was a good fireman. The disease of alcoholism that took him from us has no power over him anymore. It can't destroy good memories and love even though it tries. It can destroy relationships, but not the love that was behind the relationship all along. Good night, Dale. See you on the other side, my dear. 8月20日 Ice cream for dogs Ice cream for dogs....what a great concept! Why shouldn't dogs enjoy ice cream like the rest of us? It's a great treat: cold, tasty, sweet. Nothing like ice cream on a hot summer day. Or any other time for that matter. The great thing is that someone made it sweet and tasty for dogs, but without anything unhealthy for them in it. It's high quality protein with no sugar added. It is nutritious and comes in original and peanut butter flavors. And some of the proceeds go to an organization that provides trained dogs to assist handicapped people. For more info on this visit www.cci.org. My dogs love this doggie ice cream. Treat yours to some today, it's in the frozen food section of the grocery store and it is called FrostyPaws. There is also ice cream for cats, so don't feel left out if you are a feline afficianado. We all scream(or bark) for ice cream! Kudos to the inventor of this marvelous product....what will they think of for our pets next? Where did summer go? It seems like summer just got here, but already Labor Day is just around the corner. In a few short weeks we will be raking leaves, handing out Halloween candy to tykes dressed up like pirates and princesses. Time goes by faster as you age. What seemed like an eternity for a year to pass now flies by, seasons change quickly to years, babies become teenagers then adults and they are gone....out pursuing their own lives and dreams, always meaning to call or visit mom but just too busy taking care of the details of their own homes and jobs and friends. But the idea is still there, the thought is still in their minds and hearts. My own parents, now deceased, pop into my head at least every other day or so....some small memory, their voices will always be with me, their love, the way they thought about things, the things they enjoyed and got irritated by. Thoughts and memories have energy too. We carry the imprint of those who we love and who loved us everywhere we go. I think of them and smile, as I think of memories of my child growing up and smile: little things she used to say, toys she loved to play with, books she loved for me to read to her. My baby---when she was born I used to look at her in the hospital room, just hold her on my knees and gaze at her, amazed by her beauty, her life force. I still am amazed when I see her, a grown woman now, at her beauty and strength and creativity. She will always be my greatest accomplishment, no matter where her life takes her---my only child, my daughter. We think of each other and smile, the same smile----God made us look just alike for some reason(except for a few small details-her father's nose). The passage of time changes many things, but yet some things never change. What is that old saying? "The more things change the more they stay the same" Hmmmm... The love of a parent to a child is one of those thingsI guess. I can still feel my mother and father's love long after they are gone, and my love for my child travels to her where ever she will be, probably long after I am no longer here. Time has no power over some things, they are eternal. No matter how fast the seasons come and go. Let us enjoy what is left of our summer and welcome autumn with hearts full of hope for the good things to come! |
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