My Cold Shadow Dewey

It was a cold day in July, yes July, no one would ever thought during the hot summer month is would be cold but it was. I will never forget the day momma built a fire in the old wood stove. I was only ten years old and we had heat in our old house, momma had a new baby which made me a new baby brother. He was so small at the age of four. It is a sad story but I remember it well, the month was July although it was not cold outside but inside our old drafty house it was like an ice berg. Momma would cry alot and I never knew why. She would sit in her old rocking chair and rock the new baby his name was Dewey and mine was SueEllen. There were only myself and Dewy and of course my daddy who worked everyday in the coal mines. Daddy would come home everyday all covered with black soot and his face was black and he looked so tired. Momma would cook him supper but not without holding Dewey in her arms. I always wondered why she would hold Dewey when she cooked or tried to clean he was attached to her, I even thought maybe he was part of her, you know what I mean. It's hard to explain. One day I got early because it was freezing inside the house. I walked over to momma to check on her and Dewey, and I knew something was wrong. Dewey was gone and no longer in mommas arms. Where is Dewey I asked my momma. She smiled and said he had to leave in the middle of the night. Momma patted me on the head and told me not to worry about anything. Dewey is gone to a better place, but one day he will be back, he was sick and frail and cold all the time. I still was cofused about Dewey. ****** Ten years had passed by and I was now twenty years old and there was not a day that went by that I never thought about Dewey, although he would had only been fourteen now. All those years were so distant and very confusing it seemed like a blur that passed me by. I had met a guy and moved on in my life, my mom was never the same after Dewey passed away and my dad died from all that horrible black soot. Mom was now in a nursing home after dad died, she was pretty much non-responsive to anyone. However there was one day I visited her and it was on her birthday to give her some roses, she loved flowers. It was another day I would never forget and the strangest of all it was in July, but it was not cold it was a normal hot day. Momma was sitting in her rocking chair in her room near the window. I walked in only to find her talking to herself or was she? It was then I seen something standing in front of her, the figure was a shadow but not so transparant to the eyes. It actually looked like a young man or was it? Momma called it's name Dewey. I walked on inside her room and momma looked up at me, when she did the shawdow disappeared. Momma who was you talking to, I asked in a curious voice. Momma looked up at me with tears in her eyes. It was Dewey your brother, he said he would be back again to check on me. I know all the secerts in his life and I have to keep them safe. I was in shock hearing my momma talk about such things about Dewey. Momma started crying again as she looked up at me. Momma please don't cry it is all okay. The nurse entered the room and gave momma her meds and she soon drifted off to sleep. Momma was in the hospital and I knew it would not be long till she would be gone from me. She had became worse over time and she kept telling me about Dewey who would vist her often. The old house was left to me it was a run down shack which needed to be torn down but that would all come later I thought.
 I just stood there looking around feeling strange, the hospital employees were all odd as to no one talking much to one another. I started to notice things that made me think why momma chose this place. Then it occured to me, this was the place Dewey was born, I shook my head and thought to myself, I have to stop these crazy thoughts. I leaned over and hugged my momma and told I loved her and I would be back. ******** I walked out but I was not alone, I felt the presense of someone walking behind me. I looked over my shoulder and I seen the most gastly and freaky huge....
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BITS AND PIECES OF ME: "The Locket"

BITS AND PIECES OF ME: "The Locket": Hello again, yes today is Sunday November 11, 2012 a very gloomy day. I have been working on a paper and put my writing off for a while. I ...

"The Locket"

Hello again, yes today is Sunday November 11, 2012 a very gloomy day. I have been working on a paper and put my writing off for a while. I have a friend who I will send out a gift after Thanksgiving and hope she will receive it before Christmas. Have you ever felt like you just need someone to talk to, well today is one of those days. I have been busy taking care of people all my life and I hope one day to do save some life for me. I have always done my best to help others and work and keep the faith and love for all mankind. One day there was an old woman her name was SallyBelle. She was near the age of 80 but she still had a good mind. I really enjoyed listening to her and hang on every word about all the things she done when she was young. She is a wonderful story teller. I would go there everyday to listen to her talk and tell things about how her life and how it had changed over many years. I was only ten years old but it was a big part of my life to visit her. I will never forget one cold day in March I walked over to Sally's house to vist, it was than I noticed a black hearst sitting in the driveway. There was snow on the ground it was cold and near noon day. Sally lived in a huge house and it was filled with so much beauitful furniture. Sally always wore a necklace around her neck. She was a petite woman she was frail and she lived with alone except for her two newphews who were never home. The story is complicated about Sally but I figured it is worth writing about. When I finally arrived at her doorsteps they were bringing her cold body out to load up in the hearst. I was upset and I kept asking the two men in black what happened to her. They seemed to ignore me. They hurried and left as soon as they shut the door. I stood there with tears streaming down my face. I looked around to see if there were anyone who could tell me what happened to her. I ran up to the door and knocked and when I did the door opened. I stepped inside and there stood both newphews with a grin on their faces. I managed to ask them what happened to Sally, they both answered at onnce. She had a heart attack, at her age she was bound to go anytime. I looked at both of them and clinched my fist. I started to turn and walk away when one of them asked me a question about her necklace she wore around her neck. I shook my head and kept walking, they wanted to know if I had it. I pertened I did'nt know what they were talking about. Little did they know Sally had give it to me just a few days ago. She told me to tell no-one and she made sure to tell me to never tell her newphews. I often wondered why? It was a pretty necklace and it opened up, it was a gold locket, I had never tried to open it, I figured when I got home I would see what was inside. I thouht no doubt it was a nice picture of her when she was young. I started to walk in a faster pace and then I started running till I finally made it home, I hurried to my bedroom to get the necklace. I sit down on my bed so I could open up the necklace to see the picture inside. I slipped the hook open and it popped open and what was inside was a great surprise. It was no picture and it was nothing I had ever seen before in my entire ten years. Wow it beamed when I opened it and then something else happened. There was a small light shinning inside it. I hurried and turned off my bedroom light, and what I seen next was simply amazing. I felt the strength of this small locket pull me almost inside of it. I became frightened and closed it back up. I thought why would Sally give me something that would scare me or hurt me. I knew better than that. It was more precious to me then anything in the world. I remember the letter she gave me when she gave me the locket, she told me never to read the note till the day she left this world. I promised her but now she is gone and it was time for me to read it. Cont- next Sunday-November 18, 2012. few grammar errors, will fix later.

Fall Back Time!

Hello everyone who is reading this blog or post. Wonder who came up with the word blogging. I just blog or talk about what ever pops in my head to write. Today is another rainy day. We had to turn back our clocks so we call it fall back. I don't like the change much but how we change it, I really wish they would leave time alone. Why mess with the time, why do we mess with alot of things. Have you ever wondered it is not good to mess with things that were right to begin with. Today is November,3 2012 getting close to Thanksgiving day and then it will be Christmas. I love all Holidays and I love Christmas because of the warm feeling I get inside. Have you ever thought about Christmas and how people change more than any time of the year. Since I was a child Christmas is one holiday that always made me think about why people have a bit more compassion then any other time of year. Well it is something to think about unless you believe differently. If you are reading this than you are reading more bits and pieces about me. I'm not perfect and sometimes my thoughts can jump around. Maybe you think my blogs are silly like me. However I'm just a human just like you living in a world full of troubles and heartaches and so much trouble. I am caring person who watches the news and I have a big old cry baby heart, if I see or hear news that is hurtful about others it does bother me. I'm glad I can share some thoughts about life. We all have a life and will live life till we die.

Plain Truth for Halloween.

It is getting closer to Halloween, a eerie time of month when all the kids dress up and go from door to door to gather up treats for thier self and of course mom and dad dip into it. It is fun for the kids. I loved Halloween when I was a kid but today we have to be careful with our children. We have to check their candy to make sure it does not contain harmful things. It is ashame our children have to be raised with fear to check out thier candy. However it has happened and yes there are meanies out there with cruel hearts who want to harm little children. It makes me sick to my stomach just to know some people are trying to take away fun times for our kids. Makes me sad to think about it. I want to wish all the children a wonderful Halloween. I write the plain truth, things do happen and those things make us mad. When it comes to our kids who we love dearly. To me children are gifts as we all are. We were all once kids growing up, but now since I am older it makes me wonder and think WHY have people become so cruel to our kids? I have decided to start writing my blogs about the plain truth, things we have to face, things that could happen to any child. I don't want to take all the fun out of Halloween, so have fun my little precious gobblins and ghost and what ever you dress up to be....have fun from me to you.

Think, thoughts, life?

Who are we? Why are we here? Do we think about growing older when we are young? I am a human, a female who was born in kentucky. We are here for many reasons and those reasons are up to us. We are born from a man and woman who either love eachother or maybe a one night stand, either way if you are reading this that means you are alive and a human. I have always thought about growing older, I see others around me who were once young and healthy and out going, but now they are older. Life is amazing and we can make it so amazing if we are rich or poor, it all boils down to being happy. No one can be happy everyday but staying around positive people does help. This is just a quick comment and something I hope you will think about. Why not give it a thought, it never helps to think about things that concerns all of us. Life is life until we die.

Jen NEEDS Jeans/sings

(Autumn leaves)

Today has been a dreary day but I have tried to write some on my book or books. I have many started and I need to finish one up. Today the leaves are falling on the ground and little squirrels are running around. It is a nice day other then being dreary. I checked out twitter and facebook as well. I'm getting ready to post pictures of all the landscape, the corn is all brown and the garden needs to be plowed up. This time of year things start to die or fade away. I love Fall but Spring is my favorite time of year. I will be back with some pictures before it gets to dark to see. So please come back and check out my post and blogs. Come back and I will be back to and I will make sure to post pictures and write things for you. I'm just a person who loves everyone and my heart has passion for all writers who love to write. See you soon. I promise to blog about all kinds of things.

PERSONAL ME AND WHAT ELSE MATTERS: TATTOO GRANNY IS BACK AS A SPIRIT,BEING A BIT DEVL...

PERSONAL ME AND WHAT ELSE MATTERS: TATTOO GRANNY IS BACK AS A SPIRIT,BEING A BIT DEVL...: TATTOO GRANNY is back but this time as a tattoo on her grandson's arm. Maude Sublet had passed away on jessie's 18th birthday and he could ...

Marvel's The Avengers Now Playing

Marvel's The Avengers Now Playing

"Bullying."

This is a topic that touches my heart and it hurts so many people. FOLLOW THE FEET TO A BETTER PLACE--NO BULLYING." This has been going on for years but finally someone or some people have stepped up to the plate to stop bullying." I know bullying is bad for both families such as the bully who has something going on at home or in his life we don't know about." The one who is being bullied is sad because they never tell anyone what is going on in their life because of scared of what might happen to them... I know this is not right, it is horrible because they needed someone to talk to and step up and help stop bullying." We are human and everyone has a right to be free and happy, not to be buliied by anyone no matter what age you are. No matter...it should not be tolerated so that is why there is 100 % NO bullying--we have to take a stand for what is right and bullying is WRONG."

Shortie

Okay here is a shortie for anyone who wants to read this. I've been writing bits and pieces of me. Now I'm doing a shortie tonight or quickie."
I'm just a person who likes to write and place my stories on paper or here...When will we all just realize we are just human.
Gee I have made plently of mistakes in my life." I thought I would write a shortie or a bit. I hope soon someone will at least read some of this or let me know what you think, a comment would be nice.

Well until then I will keep writing stuff and soon start posting links to things I like and I hope other people will like too.
I am a kind person with a big heart and who cares what others think. I hope to see a name on here or a comment soon. I will write no matter if no one likes it.
I better get some rest and tomarrow start finding interesting things to post on my blogs and make it better lots better then this.  One more thing write me back about whatever you think or want me to place on here for others to enjoy. I figured I don't have long in life." I love all my facebook friends and twitter ones too. Okay maybe some people might think I use my words in the wrong way, but love is being kind and that is what I want to do....be the best friend before I leave this life." Yep I will tell you I had cancer several years ago and then here I go again maybe with some more bad news.

I'm done with my shortie, Have fun and live your life happy. Bee back soon....

Thoughts, bits and pieces.

Today is March 25th. I'm home watching a ballgame. I read alot more here lately. I used the word I alot here lately. Old habits are hard to break but can be done."
I have so many stories locked up in my head alot of them are true and some are my stories I like to write in books are fiction." I'm working on a book called The Dusty Vampire." been working on this book for quite sometime now. I even offered to give away some stories to others such as Two times different which is a comedy but also an emotional story about twins who were separated at birth. It is amazing how writers have stories in their head and they know all of it to the end." I have been like that since I was five years old, filled with stories and know that story to the very end.
Signed with Love is another one about a Gay man and a straight guy, based on today's economy. It is a romance/comedy but also has a story to tell that includes today's problems."
Mermaid Rock is another one of my stories I know to the end. It is a romance. Wiggles is a kids story."
I'm not much on scary stories but I do read. I have one I started called Boney fingers which is a bit spooky."
I love dogs so I have one started called 4 seasons about a man who became lost in the forrest for seven years, his dogs found him, but these dogs were not just plain dogs or did they start out as dogs." It is different and filled with mystery."

Now ro get back to real talk and what I should be blogging about..what is blogging, well to me it is talk and what ever is on a person's mind."
I have met so many good ppl on twitter since I started tweeting." I'm going to be serious and start working more hours with my business."
I know the economy is bad and ppl are out of work and it is tough, ppl have lost homes and families have split up due to the economy.
I know life is not a bunch of roses that never fade, we have to work hard to make things stay alive. No matter if it is a job or family and friends it all starts with us. Now I'm on that journey."

Wee wee.

Have you ever had a special dog you loved so much!!!
Well let me tell you about my little pup.. I named her wee, wee she was so small but she was my first puppy. She was all black in color and had blue eyes that sparkled." Let me tell you how I got my wee puppy.
Me and my grandpa were at one of his friends house and their dog had pups. We were all in the barn that day when I first noticed a big black and white dog who had puppies, eleven to be exact."
I overheard grandpa's friend talking about getting rid of them. I heard more talk of how they were going to get rid of the pups." I was in disblief after hearing what the old man said about how he would sack them up and drown them." I could not believe my ears." What I'm about to tell you is shocking and what I done you might think bad of me." When the old man was not looking I picked up one of the pups and hid it under my coat."
I walked to the truck and got inside. I wished I could had saved them everyone but there was no way. Grandpa waved by to his friend who I thought was a horrible man after knowing what he was going to do to those pups." What was I to do at eight years old in the early seventies."
We drove back home and I hurried out of the old truck and ran around to the back of our house." We had a building called a smoke house, a place where they cured meat." I made a bed for my pup who I named Wee wee. Everyday I feed her and took good care of her. I hid her for the longest time till one day grandpa heard her crying.'
I heard him yell at me and my heart sunk because I knew it was bad news for Wee and me.' I ran to the smoke house and there stood grandpa holding Wee wee in his hands." He was mad that I took the pup and mad that I kept it hid." He was just mad." He yelled at me and told me he was getting rid of the pup. I cried and begged him to let me raise her and I promised him to keep her out of his way." I know I begged for an hour or it seemed I had." He finally agreed to let me keep her and it was the best day of my life."
Wee wee turned out to be the best dog on the farm, she saved my grandpa's life when he could had been bitten by a copperhead snake." Wee wee picked that darn snake up and thrashed it againist a tree till it was in bits." Guess it was on that day my grandpa changed his mind about dogs." He had grown to love Wee wee and we all were so attached to her, she had more love in my family then any dog around."
One day Wee wee was running around and enjoying the day when she dashed across the road and was hit by a car." I cried and cried till I couldn't cry no more, all my tear drops had dried up." We buried her under an old oak tree behind the smoke house."
I never had another dog like Wee wee till this day I miss her." I reckon she went to a better place and finally got to meet all her brothers and sisters who died while they were pups." I always believed Wee wee went to dog heaven and she helped take care of her little brothers and sisters and they got their chance in a heavenly place." Take care Wee wee."

We are all human.

Life is a daily walk with struggles and hardships sometimes we don't understand why? I have always loved life and helping others, you could say my heart is filled with a ton of love." Since I was a child I longed for love from a mother and a father..well let me just say a family." I would see families out and doing things together and mothers laughing with their daughters." Special bond is what I call it." One day I remember being somewhere with my grandmother in town. It was at a grocery store picking up some much needed things for the pantry." I will never forget that day while standing in line with my grandmother to pay for the groceries.' A small child was crying, crying and crying so loud at the mother till she slapped the small girl across the face." I was shocked to see this kind of punishment." I noticed the child's mouth was bleeding but no one did anything about it. The mother of the child just looked straight ahead as nothing had happened." The child stopped crying but I could still hear her wimper." However it was none of my business, I was told to stop staring and move along as my grandmother carried her one brown bag to the car." I watched the child and her mother hurry to the car and un-load all the bags of groceries out of their buggy." I was only seven years old but I knew what happened to that child was not right." My grandmother yanked my hand and told me to get into the car." I remember jerking my small hand lose from grandmothers and running toward the lady who had slapped her child. All I remember my legs were shaking and knees were knocking together." I stopped right in front of the lady." She looked at me and asked what did I want. I remember rambling on and on about she should'nt hit her child so hard to make her bleed." How dare you said the woman. She gave me a scary look and told me to get the he** out of her face." My mind went blank but in the distance I could hear my grandmother's voice yelling." It was only seconds my grandmother was standing beside me." She told the lady she was sorry for the way I acted and reassured her I was getting a whipping when I got home. We loaded up in the car and drove off. I was in the back seat staring out the back window and again I caught a glimpse of the lady giving the child another slap to the back of the head." It was on that day I told my self I had to help others who were being mistreated and it was then I decieded to become a social worker or advoate for mistreated children.' I never had a perfect life being raised without my mom and my dad died with cancer while I was young." We are all human and no matter what if you have a heart and a good one at that then you will care for others and what happens." We are all human." I'm only human but I stood up that day for what I believed was right." Yeah, just to let you know I did get that whipping but maybe I deserved it but it was worth it."

MORE BITS AND PIECES OF ME

Hello again, You should be getting to know me a bit and piece at a time.

Where did I leave off, Oh yeah," that is right about my short term memory. Well let me start with how it all begin, I am talking about me and how my life was as a child. I was raised by my grandparents who raised two other siblings besides me." I was the younger one of the two and with my blonde hair and light skin and don't forget my freckles."

I had skinny legs that looked like grass hoppers and with my small framed body, you could say it all kind of matched."

I was always hyper and getting into stuff, yes stuff like snooping around using my imagination with my grandma's old broom." I would pretend to ride around on it and go away to places, who knows where at the age of eight years old."

Our house was small with white wood and black shutters around the windows." The porch was made of cement and we had big white post that held up the roof." It was a pretty nice house, nothing real fancy, not fancy at all."

Grandma would fix us breakfast in the morning and after we would eat, we all three had chores such as the dishes and making up our beds.

We would all take turns doing each chore, but me I would take one of those cleaning sprees, just like a shopping spree they call it now, except for me I would clean the entire house."

I wanted everything to shine and spotless, it would make me feel proud to look back on the shiny hardwood floors." Grandpa would grin when he see me take those cleaning sprees, he knew it made grandma in a better mood."

Now to get back to the broom stick

that I played with and this is what I done, I would take out some of the straws out of the broom and make myself a straw doll."

I loved all my made up toys or what ever you would call it, but to me it was mine and something I had made and was proud of." We never got any dolls and toys or new clothes, none of us did, we always recieved a free box of clothes.

We were always taught to never made fun or light of anyone who wore hand me down clothes, I thought to myself, hum, that is what we wear, he was just trying to get a point across, I think it was to help us to feel it was fine to wear these handme downs,

Life was pretty good at eight years old and I loved my grandparents, but life with them was just begining."

Another small piece of me.

Today is Sunday night which has turned into Monday already. I figured why not write something else about myself and share a peice or slice of my life again." Have you ever had bad days? Some days are worse the others, well I had one of those days yesterday and on a spur done something nutty." I had always wanted to cut my own hair myself so I did it...Yep I cut my hair and not in one special way. I cut away on my shoulder length hair till it was a tad below my ears." I just came to me and I did it, my hair was cut in five minutes. I looked in the mirror and thought to myself. This is now my new hair cut, short. I cleaned up and got ready to go out, something I had not done in forever. The next step where was I going." Have you ever heard the old saying all cleaned up and no where to go." It is true only if you let it be true. I went out and treated myself to desert." Hard to do things like that all the time." With being on a budget and counting every penny after a hard life and still doing it to survive." My life changed when I had cancer and it turned my life up side down." It drained life saving's twice, once with me and the other time with my husband after his logging accident. Now after looking back I realize there are others worse off then I am in life. It was then I stopped thinking about myself and cancer." I was glad that night after watching a TV show because it changed my life. Hey it is late and way past my bedtime, I'll be back and hope everyone will read my stuff as I call it." I will write each night and let you know more about me in bits and pieces." Please come back. More to write on my next Blog."

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Some more of me.

I figured it was time I write a bit more about myself. Telling it like it is that's the way I like. Some people have trouble telling the truth not me. Why not just tell the truth. I have a facebook account and yes I love talking to people who like to comment back. No I am not rich in case you were thinking I was or something like that." Life has it's ups and downs and a lot of times we are filled with things that give us pure hell and I yes I saying that word." Got to admit I don't curse or smoke or drink so you wonder what do I do in my life. You got that right! If you quessed I talk to people and try my best to encourage them with kind words to up-lift if possible." Today has been a trying day for me and I try my best to keep on going and wear a smile." Life is to short to think your better then anyone else." My son is all growed up and becoming a man at 16." He is a big guy and we as parents worry about our kids no matter what age they are." Yeah, I always told the good man above if ever I became rich it would change me but only in a way to help others. I have family members who buy so much and then they just box it up, why I ask myself. There are people out there who could use help and why do we as humans never stop buying stupid stuff we don't need." Random stuff of me--yeah some more of me.. after it is all over said and done, you will know me like a book."