Me and Dustin!
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I think, therefore I am.
Several Types of Logos
Hello, World!
Me and Dustin!
Welcome to my Blog…
Enjoy yourself, and thanks for stopping in.
I think, therefore I am.
Several Types of Logos
Hello, World!
All in Family
My cat, Mischief, was just the coolest cat you’d ever want to meet! We become comfortable with each other, our relationship, and our living quarters. So full of vim and vigor, so robust, playful he was. I'll sure miss, my Lil' Buddy, for sure. Sheesh, Mischief, was a beastly black cat, that weighed, twenty-five lbs! Come on…
The author has captured his side of what love at home means to him and holds so profoundly to his values. Nonetheless, he has been through a traumatizing experience with his family, which he feels he had failed with not being able to protect them from such harm and is on this journey of forgiving himself. So come, and read what he holds as values, morals, and virtues as his quest continues for forgiveness for himself.
Dealing and grieving the loss of a family member is never easy. The most significant part of not being able to deal with or suffer the loss of my son is because I pushed to the back of my mind for the reason that I didn’t want to believe he was gone. I suffer mental illness and of course this isn’t reasoning for it, but an insight on why and the nature of the way he died. This was written for my son in part of me letting go, and a father aying his final goodbye’s.
This is something different from the normal I usually write. But, it's me, I believe, and sometimes, you just got to do what you need to do. You need to listen with your heart; your ears will deceive you. Learning to see with your heart gives you abilities you never thought you had seen with your heart. That brings a whole new perspective to "Life's Lessons, Life's Hacks."
This poem was written about a tragedy that happened to my family. It’s over now, and its also about self-forgiveness from self-conviction that I had placed myself responsible for what did happen this day back in 1997. Come on in, and read it for yourself. Click the link!
Here's a poem was written about when I pass away. It's for my children, but it is also friends and ones who knew me. Leaving a legacy behind is working on setting up the things you have, to do. Come on over, and read the poem. Have a great evening people.
After things went wrong early in my life. I learned to enjoy those little insignificant things. Like them flowers my wife and I held hands with. The natural smells of the forest or woods. The kisses from the morning doves and their cooing. When the warmer days or spring days are here, watching the flowers unfold themselves from their transitioning existence. Little Things Don't Over Look
This poem was a very crucial time and one that changed lives dramatically. We brought our children here and within a blink of notice, our lives were shattered. I can't express enough the irresponsible act that I should have had my mind where it should have been, my family. Looking at the best of interest in mind, regardless of what my wife wanted to do, and that was to help her mother. Read more.
Looking on to life's ups and downs, not just one individual, but for everyone in a family, or a domestic relationship’., Without the ups in our lives, and the downs as well, we as people, humans, wouldn’t learn how to deal with them if they arise in our lives, if you have experienced them. But we are all different, mind, body, and soul, therefore learn differently one from another. We don’t want these things to repeat as we do learn from our mistakes. We are human, and some people won’t admit at times of mistakes made, because of pride, or reputation. and for those that can not admit their faults are mistakenly saddened to a wake up sooner or later, and I’ll say to the later of the both.
My daughter, you have been so brave, so strong and I tried my best, but my best wasn't good enough, and for this, I'm so terribly sorry. Please understand, it's time for your dad to get over what's happened and forgive me for not being able to protect you or your brother, and the rest of them , mom and you other brothers. It affected us all, but me, more so. But, I still hold myself responsible because we knew and placed it on the back burner and let it right in the front door. This will be so hard to release myself from self-conviction. I didn't want to go shopping that day, but your mother insisted, and the whole time this big wrenching knot just tore at me. I can't live this way, and it's time I make amends with the past and let go. I love you, Tiphanie Dawnette, and mom's not here any longer to help me make sense inside my head. I want you to know, it's haunted me for 22 years and I need to breathe. You know I wasn't going to let go of the story until you and your brother was ok with it? Thank you, my beautiful daughter.
I love you more today, more then I did yesterday. And, I'll love you even more tomorrow.
Dad
Looking on to life's ups and downs, not just one individual, but for everyone.
Time moves forward always, and with it, comes death. We are born to this world and time to design our next life to come. When we lose our loved ones, we are left mourning there lives when actually we should be celebrating their time here. When we grow up, we see and know that death is part of life, but, never prepared for our losses.
