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Super women took a nose dive into the ground. She hit with such force she was buried for weeks. A heavy equipment operator was called in by God. He dug till he found her. She was still breathing but emotionally frail.

He took one look at her and he felt something he has never felt before. So when God said take care of her and love her......he did. He tried to walk away but couldn't....God filled him with an abundance of all the qualities he already possessed and said use these now to help her grow to her full potential as one day you will need what she has to give......

So he put her on a pedestal and kept her dusted and polished for years. Everyday he would polish and shine her and gave her everything he had inside as God instructed.

As the years slowly passed........and she shined like the brightest star in the sky......(He did an awesome job).....but now he was slowly losing himself.

She asked God with tears in her eyes " where is he going?" God said "he is going back to where he first came. It's a long hard journey and he needs you to help him get there safely."

I will give you an abundance of all you need to help him on his journey back to me, for that is where he came from.

So to those who ask why? Because I believe in fairy tales...He is my knight in shining armor...... He literally guarded me with his life.....

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Thursday, October 2, 2008

Bird Hunting

Tom was listening to baseball the other day, on the radio. Even when it's televised, he prefers to listen on the radio. You can see in his eyes it takes him to a good place from the past.

I ask him "where are you?" He looks at me with a puzzled look and says "what?"
I said, "where are you in your mind?" He smiles and said " sitting in a blind with my dad duck hunting. We would listen to the world series when we were duck hunting....................... I miss my dad, boy! "

As Tom's world is shrinking, he is still hunting, just on a lower scale. We have a beaver pond in the woods behind our place. Ducks and geese fly in there. Now Maggie hasn't had any formal training to retrieve but she has a lot of natural instinct going for her.

I've been with, when approaching the pond, she gets just so close and stops. Tom continues on, crouched down. This time he wanted her to stay with him so she could see where it fell, if he got one. So he waved for her to follow.

As Tom reached the edge of the dam, Birds flew, Tom shot, Maggie jumped in......she swam around and around the pond, looking for the bird. The bird had landed on the other side of the pond. He'd point, threw sticks, she'd get close, turn and come back. He said this went on for quite awhile. They came home without the bird. : (

They walked in the house together. Mag was all wet. Tom walked up to me and said " I threw all my shell in the pond." I said , "WHAT?" He kinda laughed and repeated, "I threw my shells in the pond." I said "WHY?" looking at him a little confused. "The bird was on the other side of the pond and I couldn't throw a stick far enough to get Mag to swim over there so I threw my shells. Now I don't have any more shells." He replied.

I asked if he thought that one out before he did it. He said no, I just wanted that bird. ...........

So today Tom received a box of shells, a bucket of rocks and a bag of Maggie treats, from someone who heard the story. When he came in from hunting he said, "I saved the shells and just threw rocks." Now that's funny!

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