tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82656246012102392802024-03-13T23:11:15.220-07:00From the Inside OutThese are just writings of feelings of....love, loss, desperation, etc. Raw emotions that I feel many can relate to on some level.
Any reproduction in whole or part must be done so with prior permission of the writer, as all writtings are copyrighted. Any discovery of reproduction will be reported and the law will deal with the person or company to the highest level of the law.Jody L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09791007788337989663noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265624601210239280.post-68189282185160141282014-05-04T11:42:00.003-07:002014-05-04T11:42:40.020-07:00Failure<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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person happy to the best of your ability. All you have been seeing is that you
don’t<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>seem to be doing<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>that great of a job<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>at any of these things.</div>
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In your mind, you are nothing more than a failure.</div>
Jody L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09791007788337989663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265624601210239280.post-51177482038792085142014-01-04T11:21:00.000-08:002014-01-04T11:21:00.026-08:00The StreetI am out here all alone, not knowing what is going to be happening to me next. I found a place to sleep, but its not comfortable. I am surrounded by sounds and sights I have never seen before. I am cold and wet most of the time, or I am hot and can not find a place to cool my body. My stomach is always rumbling. But, sometimes when I find something to eat, it makes me sick. My body hurts a lot when I lay down as I am nothing but skin and bones having to lay on anything I can find to sleep. The sleep isn't a good one either, as noises that surround me always wake me and scare me.<br />
<br />
I do get to sit and watch all you humans scurry around going from place to place. Watching as you sit and eat something that smells so good to me, for which I can not have. Many of you look at me, but do you truly see me or are you looking through me. I have watched many of you go into a nice place and felt the heat come out as you closed the door. Oh how I would love to have a place like that. A family that loves me and give me all things that I should have. But I do know that there are some of you that would also hurt me in ways I can not imagine.<br />
<br />
So here I sit, day after day. Wondering if anyone will ever come to get me and take me to the place I so want to be. That place is in your lap or by your side, feeling your hand stroke me. Letting me know that I am loved and in a safe place. A place that I can forget everything that is happening to me now. A place I had no decision in coming to. It was other humans that put me here. Either I was able to escape or I was thrown away like garbage. But for now, I will only know the street.Jody L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09791007788337989663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265624601210239280.post-83995965101674975892014-01-03T12:56:00.000-08:002014-01-04T08:40:08.603-08:00Little SoulLittle Souls<br />
<br />
<br />
I am sorry for what happened to you.<br />
<br />
I am sorry for the way you were treated.<br />
<br />
I am sorry that people could not treat you the way you should have been treated.<br />
<br />
You had nothing to do with how you turned out. It was not your fault. All the blame<br />
belongs to the humans who had you. <br />
<br />
I may not have known you or owned you, but I can feel your pain, your fright, your<br />
confusion.<br />
<br />
You belong to all of the other little souls out there that have no control over what<br />
happens to you or how you are treated. You only act the way you do because of<br />
the humans.<br />
<br />
You were put into situations you have no control over. You are not given a choice.<br />
<br />
Then they take you somewhere and either dump you or have you murdered because of<br />
their own stupidity.<br />
<br />
At least now, you can no longer be hurt by those that said they loved you. You are<br />
free to go and be with others like you. To run and play for eternity.<br />
<br />
You are among other little souls just like you.<br />
<br />
(for a little dog I didn't know, and all the others that are out there now not loved, beaten, and destroyed because of stupid humans)Jody L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09791007788337989663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265624601210239280.post-57943947638819233252013-11-11T09:10:00.002-08:002013-11-11T09:10:52.418-08:00The Human Animal November 11, 2013<br />
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<br />
The human animal is the only species to take in another species to keep. Usually for the life of the other species.<br />
<br />
The human animal is also the only species that will also take the ones they took in and leave them on their own.<br />
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The human animal is the only species that will hunt for the sheer pleasure of killing another species. Only to leave them where they killed them. Many probably not even dead.<br />
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The human animal is the only species destroying the planet we ALL live upon. Only until recently, have the human animals started to care, when it already may be to late to care.<br />
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The human animal is the only species that will even abandon their own kind to find pleasures elsewhere among their own kind.<br />
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The human animal is the only species that will kill their own kind because they do not like the color, sexual orientation,religion, etc.<br />
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They human animal seem to be the stupidest species on the planet with all of the things they do to each other and other species.<br />
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The human animal is the only species that will not survive, because of all of the things they do and create. They are the ones killing the world today.Jody L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09791007788337989663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265624601210239280.post-57097237979029148362013-04-30T10:36:00.000-07:002013-04-30T10:36:42.525-07:00A Dark Place<br />
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You have been doing a good job at hiding all that is inside you, but you also know, you won't be able to keep it that way for a very long time. You are not as strong as you were before mentally, physically, or emotionally. You try to hide it from everyone by showing you are positive, smiling, and laughing. But, it gets harder and harder each day. There are things you want to do and things that need to be done, but you can not do them because of all you have been through. You are not as strong as you were before. All you think about lately is wanting to get away, even if for a few days. But, you don't know where to go, have the means to go, and do not want to go alone.<br />
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You are with someone who loves you a great deal, does all things needed to take care of you, and yet you still sometimes feel like you are alone. You do not let out what is inside of you in front of them because you do not want them to see your weakness. You can not take care of them the way you know you should be taking care of them. This puts you even deeper into the darkness. You can see it surrounding you on every side, with no light to be found past it.<br />
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Its a darkness deeper than you have ever seen in your life. Darker than any night of the year, even without a moon. You only want to get back to feeling the way you were before, filled with life, energy, and happiness. You are happy in many ways, with the person you are with and some of the things around you. But, you know there are many things that you can not do or change. So, the darkness gets closer still. Soon you will be surrounded by the darkness to the point, there will be no way to escape. You want and need to get away, but you can't. So, you will be staying in your dark place for a while longer. Till there is a way or a bridge back to the light.Jody L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09791007788337989663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265624601210239280.post-85997908909972005392012-05-28T07:01:00.003-07:002012-05-28T07:06:13.836-07:00The End of the RoadThe End of the Road<br />
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You have had it, you are through. You are burnt out, used up, nothing more left to give. Yet, people still want more from you. You continue going even though you know you are on empty. Spinning your wheels with only dust flying everywhere, because you are stuck. You have been on this road for along time and now realize that you are close to the end of your journey. You can see in the short distance where your destination lays. You are ready for it to be over.<br />
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You have waited for this point in your life for a long time. You have wanted it to come sooner but could not bring yourself to stop till you reached your end. You think that no one will notice that you have stopped or that you have pulled onto a side road. You don’t want someone to come along and tow you out of it, you want the end to come quickly so you can rest. You are tired and just need to rest. <br />
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But, what you do not realize is that others are watching you at all times. They know where you are and what you are thinking. They know that you just want to stop and lay there, to disappear. If you stop, they will come to you and pull you along. That is something you do not want them to do. You only want the end to come quickly, fast, and direct. <br />
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What you perceive to be the end of your road, might not be the end. It could be a mirage or a dip in the road. Beyond, there could be many more miles you must travel to reach where you want or need to be. You are not sure you can make it all those miles. You feel as if you are traveling alone most of the time, even though you know you are not. <br />
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When you feel you are reached the end of your road, look beside you and see if there is someone else there traveling with you. Someone that you can turn to when you need to make it up yet another hill or over a mountain. That someone just might be strong enough to pull you through the rough patches in your road or out of a ditch when you slid to the side. If not, there are always others along the road that might be waiting just for you to reach where they are and willing enough to keep you fueled enough to push to the end of the road.<br />
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There is always going to be an ending, but when will it come and how will it happen. That is something that no one knows or can answer. Although many have tried, they can only speculate on the ending and what really happens. It all comes down to belief. For me, the end is the end, nothing more, nothing less. You do all you can to live the best way you can and know how, to be happy and make others happy along the way. I do know there are many that live a life of complete lonliness, but that is a decision they choose. I for one, want to leave something behind to be remembered by. But, who will do the remembering? <br />
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The end comes for all of us sooner or later. Those that choose to take their time now on their own are either cowards and can not face what is in front of them. Or, they do it out of health reasons or mental reasons. But all of us have a time limit here in this life, an expiration date is stamped somewhere on or in us. Mortality is something no one can escape.Jody L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09791007788337989663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265624601210239280.post-35211326280156982312011-08-25T12:08:00.000-07:002011-08-25T12:08:27.306-07:00My Time of NeedThose I call my friends, can I count on you to be there for me if the time arises and you are called? Will you be there for me when I am down and out, in pain. Or will you only be there when I am happy and in a good place? To all those I call my friends, I will always be there for you when you put out the call for help. I will always be there when you are celebrating a good time or place in your life. When you need someone to hold you and you need a shoulder to cry on.<br />
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We all need someone in our lives to give us things that we can sometimes not provide for ourselves. We need the contact, the touch, arms around us, to feel needed or wanted. There are sometimes also the need to let go of some of these people we call friends for various reasons. Sometimes friends just grow apart. But, sometimes there are those times when you move to a different part of your life and those friends are no longer close to you in one way or another. You feel you are no part of their lives because they do not have time for you or they are to busy for you. But when its really you who have moved on from them because they are no longer a part of your life and you can not find a place where they fit any longer. The question still lingers if they were ever really there for you when you needed them.<br />
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People come and go in all of our lives. Some stay for life, while others only for a while. Its the ones that stay for life who are the truest of friends, because they are there for you when you really need them. They are there for you not only when you are happy and celebrating a great chapter in your life, but also there when you are saddend by the world around you. They are there when you have a lose, ready to hold you and allow you to cry. They are there for you when you just need someone to listen or to talk while you listen.<br />
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The one question that I ask myself of all my friends. Will they be there for me when I need them the most? Will they be there to celebrate a great chapter in my life, for the wins and the loses. Will the people I call my friends be there in my time of need?Jody L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09791007788337989663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265624601210239280.post-85140094438218659102011-08-02T11:04:00.000-07:002011-08-02T11:04:22.358-07:00Inner DemonsThe battle lines have been drawn, sides have been chosen, the armies are being gathered. As the song says, "better go get your armor". Valleys are going to be flooded with the blood of many, many tears will be shed over those that are lost. But, there won't be any winner in this battle as it has been and will be raging on for years. The enemy has been sighted and is known. Seeing them up close and personal, they are demons. Things that are hard to fight and disperse. <br />
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Everyone fights these demons, no matter who they are or what they say. We all have them and fight them almost on a daily basis. Some are victorious and can over come them, fighting them back to where they belong. But many others have fought them for years, and many others have lost their lives to these demons. These demons come in all shapes and sizes and for each person, they are different in many ways. Some can fight alone and win. While others need the help of others.<br />
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You can see them clearly in the dark as they are there always watching. The light of day brings some relief but they are still there, watching and waiting for the darkness to fall again to attack. They love to come when you are sleeping. Entering your mind when you are most vunerable, when the walls are down. But, they don't come from the outside world. They come from the inside, inside of us all. They are our inner demons.Jody L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09791007788337989663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265624601210239280.post-62726053320694634092011-07-30T12:51:00.000-07:002011-07-30T12:51:41.303-07:00The FamilyYou know that the people you can count on the most, are supposed to be the people that are closest to you, your family. They are supposed to be there for you no matter what happens or is happening in your life. They are supposed to support you in whatever decisions you might make for your life. They are supposed to help you to become a better person, pick you up when you are down, make sure you are happy in all parts of your life.<br />
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But, there are those families where they are not close. They barely talk with one another most of the time and even act like strangers when they are in the presence of one another. You wonder if you have a family like this and you begin to think about all of the times in your life. The birthdays you had, all were invited, no one showed up cause they went to another. The holidays, when you sat and watched others opening tons of presents, when you sat with only a few in front of you. Big times, graduations, etc. when they all knew you did something great in your life and none of them were there. But, no, not you, your family isn't like that at all. Then, all the memories of all these things that happend come flooding back in and you realize that, yes, it is your family.<br />
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Now, you have started building an extended family. Those you know that will be there for you and have been there for you when you needed them. They know you better than the blood relations you have. They celebrate with you when you do something good and are proud of you when you complete something. You get pats on the back, hugs, etc from them. You feel closer to them than others. You know they all feel the same way about you. You are there for them when they need you. You are there when they need to talk, have a celebration, etc. In your mind, they are, the family.Jody L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09791007788337989663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265624601210239280.post-47293892136335123192011-06-14T09:18:00.000-07:002011-06-14T09:25:58.854-07:00Always WaitingI see you every day. You think you can get rid of me? Think again.<br />No matter what you do or try to do, I will always be here.<br />You can't do anything to stop me once I am inside you.<br />You can't run, take anything, or hide from me.<br />I will be eating at your insides till I take you down completely.<br /><br />Once I decide who I want, I will go after them. I doesn't<br />matter to me who you are. I will take your love, your<br />Father, Mother, child, or friend. If I want them, I will<br />take them totally away from you. I am always here,<br />watching and waiting.<br /><br />Have your guessed my name yet? If you haven't,<br />I am called AIDS. So many try to avoid me, but<br />they just can't. They can't help themselves with<br />not doing stupid things to let me inside. Go ahead,<br />use that needle after someone else. Don't use<br />that condom, it will make it easier for me to get<br />in.<br /><br />You see, I can and will get you, get your all. No<br />matter what you do to try to stop me, I will<br />get under your skin, eat you from the inside<br />out. Those that are careful, I can wait for a<br />long time. I will be, always waiting.Jody L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09791007788337989663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265624601210239280.post-80101552538340573132011-05-16T11:46:00.000-07:002011-05-16T11:55:37.883-07:00Waking Up AloneI open my eyes, just like I do every other morning. Yesterday it was a dreary day, rain, windy, and cold. I wanted to stay in bed. But, today, it was sunny and warm, birds were singing. I could smell the scent of fresh cut grass. I still wanted to stay in bed. I stretch my arm out across the bed, but your not there. You haven't been there for a long time.<br /><br />At night, when I climb into bed, I sometimes think I can feel you climb in next to me. I sometimes think I can feel the heat of your body against me. But I know you are not there, the things I am feeling are all in my mind. But, those thoughts feel so real at times.<br /><br />When I finally pull myself out of bed, I make my way to the kitchen and pull out 2 cups for our morning coffee. Then I realize I will only need one cup and put the other back onto the shelf. I have caught myself doing things like that many times. I have set the table for 2, I have hung 2 towels in our bathroom, I even make to much food because I forgot how to cook for only one.<br /><br />Its been a long time since you have passed on and I find myself waking up alone. I do know in time all of that will change. But, the pain and memories will never fade away. No one will ever take your place in my heart and mind. I will find myself waking up alone for the rest of my life.Jody L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09791007788337989663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265624601210239280.post-57790665869688315252011-05-16T11:34:00.000-07:002011-05-16T11:46:33.117-07:00Through Their EyesI sit and watch you come into our space. You stop and look at me, knowing that all my friends are coming to the front of their homes as well, to see who you are. You reach through my door to scritch me softly on my ears and head, I lean into your hand. Loving every stroke you give me, not wanting it to end. But, you pull your hand back and the nice feeling stops. I watch as you move away from me to my friend next to me.<br /><br />You walk up and down, stopping and visiting each of us. I can see it in your eyes, you do not know which one of us will be going home with you, if any of us at all. But, I know I have to present myself to the best I can. I sit and wag my tail, hop up and down to show you that I am ready to play with you at a moments notice. Then I sit and show you I can be calm and sit with you when you just want to cuddle.<br /><br />Again, you stop, and again your fingers come through and stroke me more. I lean into your hand, wanting the touch to never stop. But the fingers disappear again. I bark, to voice my wanting more. But you move down and I can see you reach in to touch another friend of mine. I care about all of us, and want nothing more then all of us to go to our furever homes. But, I have to look out for myself also.<br /><br />I will do everything you ask me to do. I can do whatever you wish me to do. I know tricks, I will never have an accident at home. All I want is to go with you to show you, I can and will be there for you always. I might have my faults at first, but will learn what I am to do and where I am to do it. All I ask is that you choose me to take with you. Sitting here day after day, and not leaving with any of you, tears at my heart. Makes me feel very unwanted and unloved. Am I? This is all I see through my eyes.Jody L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09791007788337989663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265624601210239280.post-6396119612285055662011-05-16T11:29:00.000-07:002011-05-16T11:34:32.461-07:00A Shelter Dog's PrayerNow I lay me down to sleep,<br />Upon the cold and hard concrete,<br />I dream of a warm blanket or bed<br />to lay my weary head.<br /><br />A big bowl of food, to calm my<br />rubbling tummy. Along with<br />some fresh cold water to<br />quench my thirst.<br /><br />Some toys to chew or chase,<br />would be a welcome thing. A yard<br />to run off all the energy I have<br />inside.<br /><br />But, most of all, a nice warm<br />soft hand to stroke my head.<br />Letting me know I am in a<br />safe place and home furever.Jody L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09791007788337989663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265624601210239280.post-3808870371274604322009-08-01T07:34:00.001-07:002009-08-01T07:38:29.296-07:00Please Touch Me Written on 4/8/93I see your silouette against the wall, as you stand across the room. I look at you, not being able to look at me. I can see and feel your fright. Please touch me, you can not catch what I have. I sit or lay here in pain. No, not always physical. But, mental. Knowing that a simple touch or kiss is something you will not do for me. Just the touch of your finger tips would take all of my pain away. Please touch me, so I may be in comfort.<br /> I know you, among many, can not or will not touch someone with what I have. I also know, when I am gone, I will be going on to a better place. Please touch me, so when I do go, I know I am loved.<br /><br /><br /> For:<br /> All thouse infected with HIVJody L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09791007788337989663noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265624601210239280.post-23968044199138792082009-08-01T07:31:00.000-07:002009-08-01T07:34:02.273-07:00Don't Try to Reach Me Written on 5/2/93When I'm lost inside myself,<br />don't try to reach me. Your love<br />I can not feel.<br />When I'm lost inside myself,<br />don't try to reach me, your<br />touch frightens me.<br />When I'm lost inside myself,<br />don't try to reach me, I'm in<br />a black place.<br />When I'm lost inside myself,<br />don't try to reach me, I'm the<br />only one to lead myself home.<br />When I'm lost inside myself,<br />don't try to reach me.Jody L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09791007788337989663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265624601210239280.post-60387970928413102062009-08-01T07:25:00.000-07:002009-08-01T07:31:09.311-07:00A Letter To GodDear God,<br /><br /> I know you hear from a lot of people, but the millions, every day. So I'm only one voice of many trying to talk to you. I know my prayers are not as important as so many others. At times, all that I feel an have inside, is so over whelming. I do my best to contain it and keep it in check. But, when I'm alone, it works its way to the surface.<br /> The pain inside comes from stress and losses. The one I love, does not know of all the pain inside. He would not and does not know how to comfort me. No one know of it being bottled inside. I'm afraid to allow myself to start crying, because if i start, I do not think I will ever stop.<br /> Everyone always says, time will heal all wounds. But, some wounds can not heal with all of the triggers around to keep them open. I do not kow if you will ever get this letter or hear my prayers among many. But, my hope is, just in writing it. I will be able to heal my heart just a little more.Jody L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09791007788337989663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265624601210239280.post-21929631936752936792009-08-01T07:20:00.000-07:002009-08-01T07:25:38.002-07:00Lost Written on 8/10/06Looking down the long road ahead, so many twists and turns. You move forward cautiously. After a long journey, you start to feel weary. You begin to not know where you are, or where you are going. You feel at time, that you can not go on.<br /> You meet so many others along the road. Some you love with all your heart, and still travel with you. Others you meet, only walk a short distance, and disappear. You know and feel you have given and lost a great deal in your life. But, no matter how far you have traveled, you are never alone.<br /> When the tears traiil down your face, there are arms comforting you. Feeling tired, there is a shoulder to lean on for rest. So no matter how long the journey, whatever twists and turns come, all of the losses you have to endure. There is only one thing to remember....the road home is long, but you are never alone, and you are never lost.Jody L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09791007788337989663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265624601210239280.post-7013696657899648982009-07-31T18:54:00.000-07:002009-07-31T19:23:15.241-07:00Battle Scars Written on 6/30/06Many words are said to you. You are called many things. Everything you are called, hurts your heart. But, you continue moving through life.<br /> Sometimes, you are attacked mentally, which can be forgotten. Sometimes, you are attacked physically, which will heal in time. But, the hardest attack is of the heart. Which will never be forgotten, sometimes never forgiven, and will never heal.<br /> The heart can withstand many things....breaking, cracking, and being ripped out. Everyone always says it will heal in time. But, all who says that, are wrong. The heart will never be complete again. All breakage and cracks will always be there, no matter what. You will just continue to get them. Just think of them as, battle scars.Jody L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09791007788337989663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265624601210239280.post-22498724731260893402009-07-31T18:50:00.000-07:002009-07-31T18:54:09.888-07:00A Better Place Written on 8/12/06You have no more pain, no more suffering. The fight you gave, was a valiant one. Yet, a fight you have lost.<br /> Yes, those left behind, will have a pain of their own to bare. The tears will flow, and the sadness will probably last for a while.<br /> Right now, you see the light, you see the loved ones that have gone before. You feel the love from them, and from those left behind.<br /> You are at peace within your soul. Go to the light, because within it, is a better place.<br /><br /> For: David White<br /> "Dad"Jody L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09791007788337989663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265624601210239280.post-52862954124738049312009-07-31T18:45:00.000-07:002009-07-31T18:50:25.757-07:00Something God Made Written on 8/10/06For years, we were pushed around, called names, and even beaten. Some lost their family, and others were told, "You have the devil in you". The worse of all are the many who have lost their lives, for being who they are. There are those who have won acceptance. Some took longer, but still accepted.<br /> We have fought for all to accept us as we are. But, the bigger picture is not ready for that yet. Still our "style" is pushed aside, and we keep fighting. What some of the people do not know is, they know or deal with us almost on a daily basis.<br /> Most people, us and them, are blinded by the fact that we are all the same. The few differences are: color, sex, and religion. Our preference is a "sex-style", not a "life-style". The one main thing no one see is, we are all something God made.Jody L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09791007788337989663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8265624601210239280.post-72661466939415990642009-07-31T18:39:00.000-07:002009-07-31T18:45:22.838-07:00Masks Written on 6/10/97We all wear them, putting them on when we feel we need them. We take them off and hang them, when in private. We all have many of them for different situations or occasions.<br /> In some instances, they can be very helpfull. But, in all other areas they are and can be very dangerous things. All they do are cover feelings and allow us to be someone different. Not allowing others to see us for who we really are.<br /> I do not wear mine any longer. Who everyone sees and meets, is exactly who I am. Yes, I have put away and hung up my masks, because they cause hurt and only hide me. Hopefully soon, everyone will not need them and all masks will come down. To reveal all of the beautiful faces behind them.Jody L.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09791007788337989663noreply@blogger.com0