Prayers for my Mom!~

My Mom had her surgery today.  My Stepdad called and told me she came through the surgery just fine.  She was in recovery and he said they were going to keep her a couple more hours and then release her to go home.  This is her second surgery for a torn rotator cuff since January.  It was originally torn in an auto accident in November, but it wasn't caught until January.  She had surgery then and physical therapy.

She was down on her dock at her place on the lake when a water moccasin came close to her and her dog on the dock.  Max saw it and lunged for it.  My Mom was afraid Max was going to jump in after it and lunged for him and in doing so tore the rotator cuff in her shoulder again.  She kept having pain and finally went back to her doc.  He did another MRI and confirmed that she did indeed have a torn rotator cuff again.

She cried and cried because she did not want to have to go through the surgery again and the physical therapy.  My heart went out to her and still does.

I pray for her a speedy recovery and complete healing so she never has to go through this again.  I believe in the power of prayer, so I ask you to pray with me and/or hold good thoughts for her.

I thank you in advance.  Now, I must get in bed.  I worked from 10:00 AM until 7:00 PM and am quite tired and have it to do all over again tomorrow, plus I have an appointment with the therapist my boss ordered me to see.  I don't want to oversleep.  I don't think my boss would take kindly to that, so I will say good night for now and God Bless!~

Susan

An unexpected scare!~

Man, the air is cool today.  I am so happy.  I love this time of year.  I must remember to get my plants in soon off of the deck.  It is getting too cool to keep them outside anymore.

My son and I were walking down by the pond rather late in the evening yesterday looking for his cat, Simba, and walking my dog, Mary Jane.  I saw something move and said, "What is that?"

It was so well camouflaged, we almost didn't see it.  It matched the dirt and rocks at the pond perfectly.

It was a young Copperhead snake.  It perfectly matched the dirt down by the pond and the bands on it looked like the rocks in the dirt.  Thankfully it moved or my son would have stepped on it.  I thank God for watching over him, as they are poisonous.  I scooped the cat up and called Mary Jane to me to keep her away from it.  My crazy son touched the tail!!!!  I guess having a red tail boa and ball python while he was married made him less afraid of snakes.  Not me, there ain't but one kind of snake to me and it is called, "Snakekillit!!!!!!"  Hee.........

It has been a long day.  Think I will go to bed now.  I worked from 10:00 AM until 8:00 PM, so I am quite tired.

Hubby started his new job today.  He called me about mid afternoon telling me the job they took him to was in the middle of nowhere and he only had 8 miles to go until empty, he didn't know where he was and how far it was to a gas station.  He told me what road he was on and I knew the town, so I got on Mapquest and figured out where he was.  I told him to keep going in the direction he was going and he would come to a main thoroughfare.  He told me he was scared because he only had three miles to go until empty.  I started praying and I heard him say, "Oh thank, God.  A little country store with only one gas pump, but at least it has one gas pump!  Thank God.  I was afraid I was about to be stranded in the middle of nowhere."

I have to admit I breathed a sigh of relief myself.  Thank you, Lord, for watching over him once again.  I told him which roads to take to get back to familiar territory.  All is well.

My daughter is getting a new bed tomorrow.  It is a gift from her grandmother.  She doesn't know it.  She has been wanting a full bed.  Right now, she has a daybed.  We are in the process of painting her room purple and white.  Somehow, don't think the sky blue carpet is gonna go with those colors. :-P  Maybe we can change it out for her before too long.

Anywho, must get in bed.  So tard.

Nite all!~

 

 

WET PANTS!~

In a third grade classroom.... there is a nine-year-old
kid sitting at his desk and all of a sudden there is a puddle between his feet and the front of his pants are wet.

He thinks his heart is going to stop because he cannot possibly
imagine how this has happened. It's never happened before, and he knows that when the boys find out he will never hear the end of it. When the girls find out, they'll never speak to him again as long as he lives.

The boy believes his heart is going to stop, he puts his head down
and prays this prayer, "Dear God, this is an emergency! I need help now! Five minutes from now I'm dead meat."

He looks up from his prayer and here comes the teacher with a look
in her eyes that says he has been discovered. As the teacher is walking toward him, a classmate named Susie is carrying a goldfish bowl that is filled with water. Susie trips in front of the teacher and inexplicably dumps the bowl of water in the boy's lap.

The boy pretends to be angry, but all the while is saying to
himself, "Thank you, Lord! Thank you, Lord!"

Now all of a sudden, instead of being the object of ridicule, the
boy is the object of sympathy. The teacher rushes him downstairs and gives him gym shorts to put on while his pants dry out.

All the other children are on their hands and knees cleaning up
around his desk. The sympathy is wonderful.

But as life would have it, the ridicule that should have been his
has been transferred to someone else - Susie. She tries to help, but they tell her to get out. "You've done enough, you klutz!"

Finally, at the end of the day, as they are waiting for the bus, the
boy walks over to Susie and whispers, "You did that on purpose, didn't you?"

Susie whispers back, "I wet my pants once too."

May God help us see the opportunities that are always around us to
do good. Going to church doesn't make you a Christian any more than standing in your garage makes you a car.

 

--Author Unknown

 

Thanks to my friend M.W. for this email.

 

Blessings!~

 

Susan

 

A Conversation With My Friend, The Atheist

I had a close friend who is an atheist ask me why I believe in God, another friend and coworker asked me if there is a God why He lets bad things happen to good people.  This is the following conversation I had with both, but at different times: 

When I asked why he was an atheist and why she felt there could not possibly be a God, I was told that she could not believe there was a God because of all the bad things that God allows to happen to good people.  I feel my atheist friends beliefs stem from being brought up by an abusive alcoholic father. 

 

This is what I told them:

 

We are created in God's own image.  God has a plan for each of our lives, but at the same time, He gives us free will.  We can choose to be His child or not, He does not force it on us.  We are not robots.  Because God is so pure and Holy, He cannot look on sin.  He had to build a bridge between us and Him and that bridge was Jesus Christ.  He gives us a choice of whether or not we want to accept Him and spend eternity with Him. 

 

My atheist friend asked me why I believe.  I told him that I would rather believe and there not be a God and just go back to dust in the ground than to not believe and spend eternity in hell because I denied him my whole life (which is the only sin we cannot be forgiven for).  Besides that, I feel God.  When I went to Trail Ridge in Colorado and saw such beauty, I really felt His presence there.  That kind of beauty could not have just happened.  When I had my first child and realized what a miracle birth is, it reaffirmed to me there is a God.  When I went to work at the hospital and learned about medical transcription and how many parts of the body there are and all the components that make up our body and how intricate everything is and how it works, it reaffirmed my belief in God.

 

We, as I stated, have a choice.  We can accept Him or we can choose not to accept Him.  It is His will that we all accept him.  Sin comes into the world when we choose to live for ourselves and not God.  There are so many now in America that choose to live for themselves with no care of whether or not they infringe on somebody else's rights.  To me, our country really started going downhill, when we took prayer out of our schools, we took away the right of parents to discipline their children, we took away the rights of teachers to discipline their students, and then we wonder why our kids are killing other kids in school and why there are so many crimes in our country.  We have become a selfish nation and turned our backs on our Creator.  We are reaping what we sow, as we are no longer "One nation under God."

 

This is God's promise to those who believe in Him:

 

KJV: If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.  II Chronicles 7:14

 

We are also told to praise Him in ALL things, even when things are bad.  I love this praise song:

Lord, I lift your name on high

By Rick Founds, Recorded by Numerous Artists

Lord, I lift Your name on high.
Lord, I love to sing Your praises.
I'm so glad You're in my life.
I'm so glad You came to save us.
You came from Heaven to earth to show the way,
From the earth to the cross, my debt to pay;
From the cross to the grave, from the grave to the sky;
Lord, I lift Your name on high. (Repeat)

Click here to play

The following poem is the epitomy of what a Christian is and should be.  If all of us who profess Christianity lived as the words to this beautiful poem, we would be able to win more lost souls to Christ.

When I say ... "I am a Christian"

By Carol Wimmer

I am not shouting "I am saved;"

I am whispering "I get lost"

"That is why I choose this way."

When I say ... "I am a Christian"

I do not speak of this with pride.

I am confessing that I stumble

and need someone to be my guide.

When I say ... "I am a Christian"

I am not trying to be strong.

I am professing that I am weak

and pray for strength to carry on.

When I say ... "I am a Christian"

I am not bragging of success.

I am admitting I have failed

and cannot ever pay the debt.

When I say ... "I am a Christian"

I am not claiming to be perfect.

My flaws are too visible

but God believes I amworth it.

When I say ... "I am a Christian"

I still feel the sting of pain.

I have my share of heartaches

which is why I seek His hame.

When I say ... "I am a Christian"

I do not wish to judge.

I have no authority

I only know I am loved.

******************************************************

I hope the time I have spent on this entry enlightens some of you who may not believe in Jesus Christ.

Blessings!~

Susan

In Memory

Lyman, Evelyn, Shorty, and me on their front porch in Colorado.

Heaven got another angel today.  I received the following email this morning:

Lyman Kunze entered Heaven's gates at about 3:35 AM today, September 21,2006. He was at peace and is now present with his Lord. We are so verythankful for God's loving kindness. We will  meet together on Saturday,September 23rd, 5:00 PM at the Mountain Community Mennonite Church. We would be honored should you be able join us; dinner will follow at the church.

*******************************************************************

I sent this in reply: 

Evelyn,

 

Both Lyman and you were our guardian angels when we moved into your neighborhood.  You were the first ones to befriend us and we had many a pleasant evening in your house by Mt. Herman eating pie, listening to Lyman tell his wonderful stories of the "old days," watching the Hummingbirds, the deer that night, and so much more.  He had a long life and was one of the finest human beings I have ever had the pleasure to meet.  Heaven truly got another angel today.  I just wanted to express our sorrow to you and your beautiful family.  We rejoice with you that Lyman does not have to suffer anymore and has gone on to a better place, but I do know the grief that also comes along when we lose a loved one.  Isn't it wonderful to know that because of Jesus Christ's sacrifice, we will see our loved ones again one day?  I tell you, that is what has kept me going after losing my Dad, my brother, my grandparents, friends, and so many other loved ones.  May the Holy Spirit bring you comfort during the days ahead.  We are praying for you and your health issues as well.  I have some wonderful news, but I am currently working, so I will send you an update as soon as I can.  Again, our sincere condolences.  We loved Lyman very much, as we love you.

 

God Bless,

 

Susan and family

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Nuff said.  Please remember this dear sweet lady and her family during their hour of grief.  I would be so grateful.  This dear sweetheart of a man lived to be in his 90's.

 

2 Words!~

 

Stolen from Amy who stole it from Russ for lack of anything better to do.  I am with you, Amy Lou, Don't wanna talk about the goings-on at my house either, so without further adieu.......

Type the first 2 words that come into your mind...you can only type 2 words....no more....no less.

1. yourself:  tired, stressed

2. your husband:   tired, working

3. your hair:  just washed

4. your mother:   having surgery

5. your father:  is deceased

6. your favorite items:  computer, book

7. your dream last night:   don't remember

8. your favorite drink:  Dr. Pepper

9. your car:   love it

10. the room you are in:  living room

11. your ex boyfriend/girlfriend:   long ago

12. your fear:   heights, bridges

13. where you want to be in 10 years:    happy, Colorado

14. what you're not:   not pretty

15. your best friends:   the best

16. one of your wish list items:   renovate bathrooms

17. the last thing youdid:   watched HGTV

18. what are you wearing:   Pants, T-Shirt

19. your favorite weather:   crisp, Autumn

20. your favorite zoo animals?   gorilla, peacock

21. your thought for the day?    no clue

22. your favorite book:  Beyond Ourselves

23. last thing you ate:   cheese grits

24. your life:   really sucks

26. your body:   falling apart

27. what are you thinking about right now:   need money

28. your crush:   Patrick Swayze

29. what are you doing at the moment:   this entry

30. your fall schedule:  Work! Work!

You don't want to know the drama at my house, trust me.......

Blessings!~

Susan

Latest Threat!~

Graphic scarfed from email from Barbara (bhbner2him)

Got another threat.  He told me to stop posting about him in my journal.  EVERYTIME he emails me or IM's me I am going to print it off and publicize it.  Why?  Because last time I checked, it is my journal and I will say anything I please.  I feel David must be a very lonely person to have to pick on people.  I have been through this before.  It did not scare me then and it does not scare me now.  I think he needs to get a freakin' life!!!!!!!!

So friends, without further adieu, here is the latest threat:

Susan, don't send your friends after me.  its only
going to make it worse.  And I told you i'm watching.
I'm watching your blog right now and you don't even
know it and theres nothing you can do about it either.
SO STOP POSTING SHIT ABOUT ME IN YOUR BLOG

P.S.  I took all of your journals out of my sidebar to keep him from harrassing you all.

GOD BLESS OUR TROOPS!~

GOD BLESS AMERICA!~

Prayers and Good Thoughts Needed for Friend!~

I just got some very bad news tonite.  A close friend's husband died from a heart attack.  He was my age (47), as we went to elementary school together.  He went into law enforcement after his family moved away.  He and his partner attempted to arrest a perpetrator and he resisted causing Steve and his partner to fall.  When Steve fell, he landed on his back on something sharp, which caused permanent damage to his back.  He ended up going out on disability.  He suffered for many years from depression after this happened.  I think he felt useless.  He was an awesome artist and painted some pretty paintings.  He also learned to do magic and was a pretty fair magician.  He opened for Sheb Wooley on numerous occasions.  He dreamed of using his talent for God.  Steve has three sons from a previous marriage.  Wendy and him did not have any children together, although two of the sons lived with them.  Please remember Wendy and the boys in your prayers and good thoughts.  She was having a rough time of it when I talked to her earlier tonight.  She said the boys were taking it hard too. 

As for me, things have been pretty rough here too with my son facing possible jail if he cannot come up with the money the judge ordered him to pay his ex by October 5th.  He so does not deserve this.  HE IS THE INJURED PARTY HERE!

I got in trouble with my job again.  I am still suffering from hypothyroidism, tendonitis in my right wrist and left shoulder, and plantar faciitis and heel spurs in both feet.  My left foot is much more inflamed than my right.  I am currently having to wear a brace all the time.  My podiatrist is having me some special inserts made to go in my tennis shoes.  He told me I can only wear Men's New Balance tennis shoes, absolutely nothing else.  I have to wear pants to church, because I am NOT wearing tennis shoes with a dress!!!!!!  Anyway, I got wrote up for not working my schedule.  Hello!!!!  What part of I AM SICK DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND?????  I have been forcing myself to work, so tired I can hardly hold my head up because I cannot afford to lose my job, as I am the one who carries our benefits because my Hubby is self-employed.  My doc took me off of the Concerta and put me on Wellbutrin.  I have also been ordered to keep up with the Lexapro.  She said the Wellbutrin should help boost my energy level.  We shall see.........the Concerta didn't help like it was supposed to.  ::sigh::

I worked an 11 hour day yesterday, and a 10 hour day today.  I am beat and about to turn in.  I gotta work onsite tomorrow, as this was my weekend to work onsite.  Will catch up on all of your journals as soon as I can.  I sure miss knowing what is going on with everybody.

Take care and please remember these requests.

Blessings!~

Susan

Where was I when the world stopped turning on 09/11/2001?

Thanks to Lori (my78novata) for this graphic with my name.  All other graphics are from my PSP palace friends and scarfed from emails. :-)

I distinctly remember my whereabouts of 09/11/2001.  I was getting ready for work when the first plane hit the tower.  I was on my way to work listening to the radio when the second tower hit.  By that time, we knew it was terrorists.  By the time I got to work at the hospital, we had word that the Pentagon had also been hit.  My coworkers were in the radiology holding area watching the TV screen.  I remember the looks of fear, shock, and disbelief on the faces of my coworkers.

I happened to think about my son and DIL.  I went outside the hospital to call them on my cell phone.  They were oblivious that we were under attack.  My son could not believe it.

I returned to work, but it was hard to keep my mind on what I was doing.  I remember seeing the names of the missing and photos plastered.  My heart so went out to those families and to the families of the firefighters and police officers that perished as well.

That is why I get so angry when I hear people saying things against our president and that we should have never went to war.  I think Darryl Worley's song, "Have You Forgotten," says it all about why this war is necessary.

May we never forget that we are fighting this war against terrorism on their soil with the hope that we can keep it offof U.S. soil.  May webe thankful for a president who is willing to back up what he says.  May we also remember the men and women fighting for our freedom.  May we realize freedom comes with a price and may we bow in silence for a moment to remember those who have fallen on 09/11/2001 and our troops and their families who have fallen, as well as the ones who are still fighting for our freedom.

Visit Darryl Worley's Home Page

Have You Forgotten?

Lyrics:

I hear people saying we don't need this war
I say there's some things worth fighting for
What about our freedom and this piece of ground?
We didn't get to keep 'em by backing down
They say we don't realize the mess we're getting in
Before you start preaching
Let me ask you this my friend

CHORUS 1
Have you forgotten how it felt that day
To see your homeland under fire
And her people blown away?
Have you forgotten when those towers fell?
We had neighbors still inside
Going through a living hell
And you say we shouldn't worry 'bout Bin Laden
Have you forgotten?

They took all the footage off my T.V.
Said it's too disturbing for you and me
It'll just breed anger that's what the experts say
If it was up to me I'd show it every day
Some say this country's just out looking for a fight
After 9/11 man I'd have to say that's right

CHORUS 1
Have you forgotten how it felt that day
To see your homeland under fire
And her people blown away?
Have you forgotten when those towers fell?
We had neighbors still inside
Going through a living hell
And you say we shouldn't worry 'bout Bin Laden
Have you forgotten?

I've been there with the soldiers
Who've gone away to war
And you can bet they remember
Just what they're fighting for

CHORUS 2
Have you forgotten all the people killed?
Some went down like heroes in that Pennsylvania field
Have you forgotten about our Pentagon?
All the loved ones that we lost
And those left to carry on
Don't you tell me not to worry about Bin Laden
Have you forgotten?

Have you forgotten?
Have you forgotten?

 

Darryl Worley/Wynn Varble, 2003

MAY GOD BLESS AMERICA, GUIDE OUR PRESIDENT, AND BLESS OUR TROOPS!

MAY THE HOLY SPIRIT COMFORT ALL THE FAMILIES WHO HAVE LOST LOVED ONES ON 09/11/2001 AND THE FAMILIES WHO HAVE LOST LOVED ONES IN THIS VERY NECESSARY WAR ON TERRORISM.

I AM GRATEFUL FOR YOUR LOVED ONE'S SACRIFICE.  MY HEART GOES OUT TO YOU ALL!~

HUGS AND PRAYERS!~

SUSAN

My how times have changed!~

Graphic made for me by Anna (Anna's Anomalies).

I got an email today that jarred my memory about how we kids (me, my sister, and brother) spent our time before the days of internet and computers, before video games, cell phones, CD's, DVD's, voicemail, and email.

During our earlier years, we lived in the house with my Nana J, my Dad's mother.  We lived in one side and she lived in the other.  She owned a daycare center.  We went to her daycare, which was located next to her house and after she closed it at 5:00, we would go home with her and she would proceed to give us either a coke in the small green glass bottles or a Dr. Pepper in the glass bottle and she would have either Hershey's Bars or kisses, 5th Avenue, Mr. Goodbar, or orange slices to share with us.  We would then go into her bedroom where her TV was and she would watch Lawrence Welk.  We watched it with her faithfully on her black and white TV (did we have any choice?).  She had a living room, but we were never allowed in there as that was reserved for "special company." I do remember being allowed in there twice a year when Cinderella or The Wizard of Oz would be shown on TV and we were allowed to watch it on the "good"  black and white TV in her living room.  My siblings and I would be dressed in our pajamas laying on the floor on our stomachs propped up on our elbows to watch it.  That was a real treat for us.

Some evenings we would play out in her yard playing games like hide and seek, Red Light, Ring around the Rosie, and Mother May I.  Because of her daycare, we had a swing set, a slide, and a sandbox that we spent countless hours playing on.

Sometimes we spent time with my Nana A.  We had friends in her neighborhood and with them, we played other games like Hot Potato, Duck Duck Goose, Red Rover, London Bridge, Hop Scotch, and Jump Rope.

We had one game where we would chant:

"Ain't no boogers out tonight

Grandpa killed 'em all last night."

We would hide and the person we had chosen to be the booger would hunt us and chase us.  We had a certain place that was base and we had to make it safely back to base.  If the booger caught us, then we immediately became the booger and the game would start over.

If I could make a choice now of having the childhood with the endless summer days and hot summer nights with friends until well past dark playing games, riding bikes, and doing things like chasing lightening bugs and putting them in a mason jar in which we had poked holes in the lid or the childhood my children have had with the video games, color TV, computers, CD's and DVD's, and cell phones, I believe I would still choose the way it was when life was simple and friends were many.

Have a blessed weekend!~

Susan

Update on Stalker!~

Just wanted to update you all on what is going on with the stalker issue.  I have reported him to local law enforcement just as soon as I got the email and notfied AOL.  They came out last night and took a report.  I am to print off anything he sends me from now on, which I have been doing all along in case it should ever go to court.  I have been instructed by the local law enforcement not to reply to anything he says, which I have not this time around.  I have made three of my four journals private.  I am not going to make my Journey Through The Valley of Shadows private, as I want that journal to bring about awareness to the plights of the mentally ill.  If he starts harrassing me in that journal, I will simply block him.

The only thing that concerns me is he threatened all of my online friends before, so it is possible you may get threats from him as well, as he claims to have copied all of your screen names down.  If you do, print off the threat, turn him in to local law enforcement AND notify AOL.

I am already not doing well with the stress of the problems with my daughter's depression, my son's divorce situation, my job situation (I am in trouble again and have to go meet with my boss today), and so much more.  Please keep my family and me in your prayers.  Many of you have emailed me with specific prayer requests.  Rest assured, I pray for those requests as soon as I get them.  God never promised life would be fair, but I know no matter what happens He is STILL in control.

Bless you my friends!

Susan

The stalker is back!~

 

Friends,

 

I received this email from David, the guy who was stalking me online about a year ago.  I changed my screen name and deleted my journals and started them all over again.  I refuse to do that this time, but I have made my journals private.  If you want to be added as a reader to any of my four journals, please send me an email.  I am not going through this again.  I have law enforcement on the way to my house right now.  I am turning him in this time!!!!  I probably should have done it before.  Sorry for the inconvenience.  He has threatened to bother all of you, but just block him if he tries.  God bless you!~

 

My journal links:

 

http://journals.aol.com/Rjet33/CountryLivingSouthernStyle/

http://journals.aol.com/Rjet33/MyPicturePostcardJournal/

http://journals.aol.com/Rjet33/MyPrivateInnermostThoughts/

http://journals.aol.com/Rjet33/JourneyThroughTheValleyofShadows/

 

Susan

 

I have attached a copy of what he sent tonite.  Everything he said is in red:

 

You want to talk smack Susan, you say it to ME.

Most of you know about the online threats I was
receiving.  It was because of those threats, I have
been forced to change my screen name, email, and
delete my journals, all of which I had poured a great
deal of work into.  David, the person who made the
threats does not have AOL, only AIM, so I am hoping he
won't find this journal.  If he does, I will just make
it private and only put the names of the people I want
to have access, and I will block him, as I refuse to
go through that AGAIN!!!!



I have received several emails wanting to know about
the situation with David, so I am going to address it
here so I won't have to keep sending out additional
emails, I hope you don't mind.

David fancies himself a writer.  According to what he
told me, he has been writing since he was eight.  He
is now 25 years old.  I do know he suffers from
bipolar disorder, which is one of the reasons I have
not turned him in.  My brother was bipolar and went on
to committ suicide at the tender age of 23.  I tend to
have way more patience with someone like this than
probably most people would because I lived with it day
in and day out with my brother.  Only someone who is
manic depressive like my brother or loved ones who
have lived with someone who is manic depressive could
really understand.  I do not believe David needs jail,
I believe he needs help.  It is for that reason, I did
not report him, plain and simple.

Anyway, my daughter publishes her stories online and
David reviewed a couple of them, I think.  I did
monitor their conversations and they only talked about
writing.  One day, he IM'd her and she had went into
the kitchen to get something to drink.  I IM'd him
back and told him that she would be right back.  In
the meantime, he started talking to me.  Anytime after
that, when he would see me online, he would IM me.
Over the course of time, I found him to be VERY
opinionated, even to the point of trying to control
me.  I became angry and blocked him, which really sent
him off the deep end.  It was at this point and time,
he started posting threats in my journal and
threatening to start bothering my online friends if I
did not get back on AIM and talk to him.  His threats
did not hold water with me, as all we had to do was
block him.  Things would settle down one day and he
would be back with threats the next.



1st Threat:

Comment Added
A comment has been posted to the Journal:
Susan's Shenanigans (Life as we live it in Colorado
and Alabama)
For David
Comment from: dickclarkfan3000
"Sorry Susan.  Rule #1: NO ONE ignores me.  Rule #2 NO
ONE IGNORES ME.

You want to play the "I need time away from you" card,
thats fine.  But I'll tell you this, if you play that
card, your online journals  ALL FOUR OF THEM will
become my playground.  I don't think your friends
would like hearing what I would have to say either.
So is pretty simple.  We settle this in AIM, or we
settle this where your friends can read it.  And
believe me, if they start flaming me, THEY WILL BE
NEXT.

Signed:
David Hammond"



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2nd Threat:

Hey I told ya, if we can't settle this in AIM or on
your journals, your friends WILL BE NEXT.  And I
intend to carry that out.  Your friends screen names
HAVE been recorded, and their journals WILL be
affected (if they have one).  So if you don't want ALL
OF YOUR FRIENDS AFFECTED, we will settle this, or your
friends will pay the price.  On that I can assure you.

For all your friends that want to get in line to take
a crack of me, i'll tell you where you can find me.

dickclarkfan3000@aim.com
dickclarkfan1@yahoo.com
dickclarkfan1@hotmail.com
ghostwriter3000@citlink.net

FYI, so many nicks Susan, so little time to use them.
The list goes on longer then just those.
Comment from dickclarkfan3000 - 7/16/05 3:02 PM

I am sorry, but I just cannot go through this AGAIN
when I don't have to.  I have already lived through it
with my brother.  Manics are way down one minute and
way up the next.  There seems to be no in between with
them.  Even with my brother, he never tried to control
me like David did. 

I have many online friends who also suffer from
bipolar disorder.  I hope you do not take any offense
to what I have just said in this entry.  NONE of you
have tried to control me like David.  My brother lived
a very tortured life.  I would not wish that on
ANYONE.  I have always tried to be there for my
friends who suffer from depression or for anything
they might need regardless of what it is.  It is hard
to know what to say.  You feel so helpless.  It is
hard to watch someone you care about suffer so much
and not feel you can do anything at all about it.  I
just try to listen when they are going through these
dark periods, or valley of shadows, as I had referred
to them in my journal about my brother.

Here in J-Land, we are all one big happy family.  We
care about each otherand what the other is going
through.  I have read so many journals here in J-Land
that have some kind of tragedy and I can tell you my
tears flow when I read them.  My heart aches for all
of you facing difficulty in your lives. Somehow, we
all pick up the pieces and go on, but it is never easy
especially in cases of great loss, whether through
motor vehicle accidents, terminal illness, or in my
case, suicide.  Let us not forget the families who
have lost loved ones in Iraq either.  It is so nice to
have friends out there who have been through similar
things and be able to talk about them with each other.
I think it makes us a close-knit family.  I believe
our suffering gives us credibility to minister to
others.

I have formed many beautiful friendships with folks
from all walks of life here in J-Land.  I have laughed
with them, cried with them, even prayed for them.  It
is because of all of you and the support I have
received through everything, that I decided just to
start another journal.

It is my belief that friends make our lives much
richer.  I deeply appreciate the support from you all
through all of this and I thank you for your gift of
friendship.  You are each cherished.  I pray you have
a blessed week!!!!

I know this was said over a year ago on and I have
been watching ever since.  I know you never left AL, I
know you have went back to church, I know your son is
moving, I know about your daughter's boyfriend, I know
you're scared your daughter is sick.  I know it all.

A Nice Day Out!~

The day started with my daughter and I picking her boyfriend up for church.  A friend that I work with at the hospital sang a special with me this morning at church (Where He Leads Me).  Pastor brought a great message.  Getting back in church has helped me more than I can say. 

I came home feeling quite tired.  I laid down on sofa for a bit.  Hubby talked our daughter into making some grilled cheese sandwiches for lunch for him.  I asked her to make me a plain ham and cheese sandwich with Mayo (my favorite sandwich).  Hubby has been ill and cooped up.  He had a touch of "cabin fever" and needed to get out for a bit, so I grabbed my camera and we took off on an adventure. 

We decided to head towards Valley, AL with no particular destination in mind.  We drove by Bean's Mill and I snapped a couple of pictures of the mill and the dam.  The new owners are in the process of restoring the mill.  I do hope they are going to put the water wheel back on and the windows back in!!!!!!!

We stopped in Valley to eat at Pizza Hut.  I saw a spot I wanted to take a couple of pics and asked Hubby to go back.  He told me he had another idea and he drove to West Point Lake in West Point, Ga.  This was one of the first places he and I went when we were dating, so it had been many years since I had been to this spot.  We have been back to it maybe once since getting married.  It was quite overcast, for the most part, so the light wasn't too terribly good, but I managed to pull off a few shots.  I didn't really take my time to aim either, as we were losing light rapidly, so I just snapped and snapped.  I deleted quite a few I wasn't happy with, especially of me.  I hate pics of me and do not feel like I am photogenic at all.

We stopped in two different spots at West Point Lake to get photos.  My favorite is the boat with the damn in the background just before sunset.  Anyway, it was a nice day and now I am back home to get some rest.  I am supposed to take my daughter and her boyfriend tomorrow to my Mom's to go swimming.  We are supposed to visit friends later.

We just found out our son has to be in court on Tuesday at 2:00.  The golddigger ex is taking him back to court.  She deserves nothing and I hope the judge will see this.  We need God's favor in this and closure once and for all.  Please keep my son in your prayers concerning this matter.  I pray the judge will see his ex for what she is.  I STILL pray for her even now.  I must be crazy after all she has put us through.  All we want is closure to this mess and to see her happy.  Maybe if she is happy, she will leave us alone!  I CAN dream, CAN'T I?  We heard she is getting married again to the guy who got her pregnant.  It is HIS place to take care of her now, NOT my son's.  She threw us away like garbage almost three years ago now.  We soooooooooooo needs God favor on Tuesday.

Hope you all are having a great holiday!  I am not in any graphic groups anymore, so I don't have a Happy Labor Day tag.  I will just have to wish it to you this way:

HAPPY LABOR DAY!~

Hugs and prayers!~

Susan