I am not what you would call a truly religious person who goes to church but this is what I honestly believe when it comes to REAL friends. Best friends, those who stick with you through good times and bad times and you with them as well, are angels in life. They don’t always agree with what you do, but they support you and don’t put you down. They may even pick you up when you have fallen/hit bottom. They won’t even say “I told you so.” I have one best friend who has been my friend since grade school (we are now 60) and I have other best friends who I have met within the last 10 years. We all have people who come into our lives and for various reasons, leave our lives or fade to the background, but true best friends are angels from heaven. God knew we needed each other and one way or another got us together for “keeps”.

If there is one thing I have learned in my 60 years of life, take NOTHING for granted. I have lost a husband to cancer, when I thought we would grow old together. I have learned that my children should not be taken for granted because I need to be there for them like they will be there for me. I cannot assume because they are my children that they owe me to be there for me. We all work at the relationship of mother and child and the same for my grandchildren. We all give what we can whether it be time or a listening ear or whatever. The same is true for my friends. I do not take my health for granted and my ability to always be able to do things. I do not take electricity or any utility for granted. I thank God every day for what I have in life and I do not take God for granted either. To take things for granted is to assume…..we all know what assume means.

This is summed up by one word “brainwashing” and unfortunately the children (male and female) are the victims of this. Women too have been brainwashed in these situations to submit to whatever these type of men want. Sad, but true and yes, the government agencies should intervene.

That is what I get for not proofreading my typing….oops……I meant to say “studied” not studies.

I studies Broadway musicals in my 8th grade music class and we learned the words to so many of the songs from each. I have to say South Pacific was my favorite.

I am 60 years old and I am darn proud to be at that age. I lost my husband to brain cancer when he was 54. I have lost friends who were younger than me. I have wrinkles and by golly I earned every one of them in the school of life!

The biggest lie I believed was when my husband (now ex-husband) came home and told me that it was not true that he tried to seduce one of my best friends. She told her husband that my husband and came over to their house and tried to get her to go to bed with him. We had been a part of a group where 4 couples often went to dinner together, movies together, etc. I chose to believe my husband and said the woman was telling things that were not true. This cost me the friendship of everyone else in the group. My husband was telling me the lies and admitted it years later.

I am glad the reverend issue came out and is still on the front burner. Didn’t Obama make a speech last summer where he publicly thanked his reverend for the influence he has had on his life? Now he says something else. Didn’t Mrs. Obama come out publicly and say for the first time in her adult life she is proud of America? For the FIRST Time? That is pretty sad don’t you think? This sounds like some of the Reverend Wright’s words have influenced the Obamas more than they want to admit.

Oh such an easy question to answer……..McCain would be my first car….an older VW bug…still see them on the road but wouldn’t want to take it on a long road trip, might not make it for the long haul. Obama……he’d be a fancy “wanta be” SUV, Dodge Nitro that talks the talk but can’t walk the walk. This one has the ratings of fancy looks but not good performance. Clinton is definitely a Honda Ridgeline. This one not only has a sharp look to it but is rated great in all catagories. She is a lot tougher than she looks!

I say BRAVO to those who voted for Hillary, because I agree 100%. Jack Nicholson said it right when he said she has proved she is tough! She is a woman of strength! I agree with the other women chosen too. They are all women of strength!

It isn’t fair to say “you should be ashamed for doing prostitution” when we don’t know their cirumstance that got them there. Many proverbs come to mind along that line but I will let that go. As I have gotten older and hopefully wiser I have learned not to judge people until you’ve walked in their shoes. I doubt most of them would want to be prostitutes if they had other options. I think it should be made legal, after all it is the world’s oldest profession and it isn’t going away.

I am sick and tired of so many people blaming the wife in these situations. I truly believe that men will cheat (or women) if it is in their character to do so, no matter what is going on at home (or not). I don’t know if I could stand beside my man in public like some of these wives have bravely done. This just shows again that these women are the stronger of the two. And Whoopie……I love you on The View and really like how you speak your mind and tell it like it is. You also bring a great humor to the show that was really needed. You truly are THE BEST OF THE BEST!

If it isn’t my sinus problems it is my bladder…..or both!

In January 2003, my husband was diagnosed with terminal brain cancer. We struggled through several surgeries in that year and into early 2004. We downsized our life and prepared for the day I would be on my own. I tried to keep a “stiff upper lip” for him but some days were impossible to not have emotional breakdowns. One Saturday in particular, I was a mess and cried most of the day. I went to bed that night and cried myself to sleep. We no longer shared the same bed because he rested better in a separate room. I had been using some kleenex to blow my nose that night and the next morning as I was making the bed, I remembered that when I went to sleep I had been holding some kleenex against my nose to stop the constant running. I searched on the floor than in the sheets for the kleenex. I found it towards the foot of the bed and could not believe what I saw. The kleenex was folded over and now was in the perfect shape of an angel. I walked out to where my husband was sitting and showed him the kleenex. I said “what does this look like to you?” He said “it looks like an angel”. I told him about holding the kleenex in bed with me when I fell asleep and how I found it in the sheets, a short time ago. I said I couldn’t believe how much it looks like an angel. He smiled and said “I prayed last night that God will take care of you after I am gone and to please show me a sign that you will be okay”. I remember the tears that filled my eyes when he told me that. My husband was a very private man and we never talked about praying much. He knew I did and he said he prayed in his own way. I lost my husband to cancer in November 2004, but I still have my kleenex angel. She stays with me and always will. She is in a nice small cedar box in the drawer, next to my bed.