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Little Soldier…

December 25, 2008

I wrote this two years ago in the old blogging days (I have changed the dates to match up with this year)… one of my better post…

9:00 p.m. Wednesday, December 24, 2008

While waiting at the bus stop, she saw him lying underneath a newspaper on the cold hard pavement. She couldn’t help but stop and stare. He was dressed in green and was covered in dirt.

As she stood looking down at him she thought to herself, “He looks like he needs a good home.”

She leaned over and pulled the newspaper off of him and asked, “Would you like to go home with me?”

He did not respond, but the look in his hard brown eyes told her that he did.

On the bus ride home they didn’t speak a word.  She held on to his soiled hand. The thoughts of her little boy kept running through her head. A tear came to her eye.

The bus stopped in front of a dingy apartment complex on the out skirts of town.

She and he made their way to apartment 3B.

While thumbing her keys around to try to find the right key, she never let go of his hand.

10:30 pm Wednesday, December 24, 2008

She ran water in the rust stained sink.

“I suppose a good scrubbing will get you clean,” she assured him.

She took off his green tattered clothes and laid them on top of the toilet seat and proceeded to scrub him clean, the best she could.

“I am sorry I have no clothes for you to wear. But I know that a soldier is always comfortable in his uniform.” She whispered with a smile.

She placed the tattered green clothes back on him.

6 AM Thursday, December 25, 2008

“Mommy, mommy!” her son yelled while swinging open her bedroom door.

“Look what Santa brought me.”

He held up the tattered green clothed “GI Joe” his mom brought home the night before.

“See, I told you Santa would come this year.” He giggled with excitement.

 …it’s just another ordinary miracle today!

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Dreamed A Little Dream

January 8, 2008

Dreamed A Little Dream


I lay here watching you sleep…
Watching your little lips twitch…
I lay here asking how I could be so lucky…
Be so lucky to have you…

“Life is only what you make it”…
This is what my Grandpa said…
I lay here pondering my life…
My life has made it because of you…
If the ‘Promise Land’ calls tomorrow…
Will I be ready to go…
I lay here questioning what good…
What good I have done…

The good I have done in the life…
The life of calling…
Calling of a mother…
A mother to her child…

I lay here wondering what you…
What you will become…
What you will do with Your Mind…
Your Body… Your Soul…

I just hope you become the man…
The man you want to be…
I lay here contemplating have I done…
Have I done all that is right for you…
I never want you to hurt…
Go through the pain I have…
I lay here thinking of my…
Of my little man… my life…

My Life I’ve Dreamed So Many Dreams…
But Never Dreamed a Little Dream Like You…
I lay here…
Asking…
Pondering…
Questioning…
Wondering…
Contemplating…
Thinking…
What did I do…
What did I do to deserve you…

My little dream….

~Shayna~

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Christmas Morning…

December 31, 2007

We awoke at 6 a.m. …

We heard sweet Carter baby talking in his crib. We both went into his room. His little head peeking up from his covers. As soon as he saw us he started smiling.

We could hear Little Willy knocking on his door in hopes that we would open it and set him free from his nightly slumber. We opened his door and there he stood wiping his eyes and yawning. “Santa Claus is here!” he exclaimed as he pushed through his daddy and myself.

Instead of running to the Christmas tree to see what Santa had brought him the night before, Little Willy headed straight for the bathroom.

We placed sweet Carter by the tree and pulled out his presents. He kindly smiled and yanked off a bow. He was so excited about the blue bow.

Little Willy finished up his potty time and came running into the living room with his arms wide open. He made his way over to the presents and hugged each one of them. He started unwrapping them one by one screaming, “A piewit ship! Tank you, Tank you! A shark car! Tank you, Tank you! A tiger car, Tank you, Tank you! A dinosaur book, Tank you, Tank you! Coloring Books! Tank you, Tank you!” He was so excited that he could hardly contain himself.

As I sat curled up next to my husband, watching my children have the time of their lives, I looked into my husband’s beautiful blue eyes and smiled. I whispered, “Thank You… thank you for giving me this wonderful life.” He put both arms around me and replied, “We made this wonderful life.”

I’m one lucky woman. I have a husband that I know will always be here for me and loves me unconditionally, even though I may not be perfect. :) I have 2 beautiful boys that are my world.

I look forward to 2008… I can’t wait to spend this year and years to come watching my our boys grow.

Todd, Will and Carter… I love you more than you will ever know!

..…it’s just another Ordinary miracle today!

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Merry Christmas…

December 16, 2007

I am to a point this lovely Christmas season that I am tooooooo busy for my own good. I am going to put blogging on a hold until after Christmas. Until then, I wish each one of you a wonderful Christmas Season and for those that do not believe in Christmas… I wish you a wonderful season of whatever you believe!

..…it’s just another Ordinary miracle today!

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Let Me Explain

December 13, 2007

My previous post got a lot of slack from some of my fellow bloggers and a few one timers. I suppose I didn’t explain myself… but my title was “Things That Make You Go Hmmmmm……

First… I never meant to offend anyone by this post.

Secondly… I do agree with some things Mr. Stein said. But let me quote myself… “I can see where he is coming from here…. and Things That Make You Go Hmmmmm…..”

I read into his message/article… whatever the heck you want to call it… as… “Can’t throw away the cake and eat it too.” Which some of my fellow bloggers and email writers agreed and some strongly disagreed.

Christmas, God and Faith…. go hand in hand.

We, as a society, went through and some are still going through… what words to use when it comes to the Christmas holdiay season…. “Merry Christmas” or do I stick to saying “Happy Holidays” or do I not say anything at all and just give them a festive thumbs up. Saying “Merry Christmas” has gotten big companies in trouble and little people, like me, in trouble for those two words when mentioned, in the best intentions, to people that don’t believe in Christmas. Although, I have also had my butt chewed by a customer because on the  billboard outside of  a company I previously worked for, I put “Merry X-mas”. My client threatened to take her account some where else because I replaced Christ with an X. I believe that people these days take things to personal. Either way… it’s a lose, lose situation.

My personal belief is… I believe in God and Christ. I don’t like being called, in a nice way, an idiot because I do believe that Christ died for my sins. However, I am not one to preach the “word”. I am not one to convince others to come on over to the “Christian” side. My beliefs are my beliefs and these beliefs are some that have gotten me through a lot of bad times. I don’t condemn those who do not believe… it isn’t my place and frankly, who am I or anyone else to judge. It blows my mind that I sit back and let people condemn me for my beliefs… yet, I do not condemn them for theirs. That is who I am… I just don’t judge and if people want to judge me for my beliefs…. Heaven let them. BUT… I do know one thing, I am not an idiot… or maybe I am for not standing up for myself and my beliefs.

There are a lot of people who call themselves Christian… yet, do not live that life. They are the ones a lot of times that run Christianity into the ground in a very bad way. Also, there are those that when something bad happens they are quick to judge and ask “Where is your God now?”… Yet, when something beautiful happens nothing is ever mentioned about how God helped it happen.

In light of recent events…terrorists attack, school shootings, etc. I think it started when Madeleine Murray O’Hare (she was murdered, her body found recently) complained she didn’t want prayer in our schools, and we said OK.

I don’t really agree with throwing someone’s name in and insinuating that they were killed because of not wanting prayer in school… HOWEVER, why take prayer out of school? If you don’t want to pray… do not pray. It’s that simple. No one is holding a gun to your head screaming “You have to Pray”…!!!!! and if they are, it should be a choice. Now I believe the “technical term so we don’t get back lashed” is called a “Moment of Silence”. Will my child be condemned because in that “Moment of Silence” he chooses to pray? People scream “My Rights”… Where is my right? I want my kid to pray in school… my rights have been taken away. I sit back and let those around me take away little things that matter to me. I question what good I really am.

“Or maybe I can put it another way: where did the idea come from that we should worship Nick and Jessica and we aren’t allowed to worship God as we understand Him? I guess that’s a sign that I’m getting old, too. But there are a lot of us who are wondering where Nick and Jessica came from and where the America we knew went to. “

I strongly agree here with Mr.Stein… We are so caught up in the juicy gossip of other peoples business that we are not opening our eyes to what is really happening around us.

“I don’t like getting pushed around for being a Jew, and I don’t think Christians like getting pushed around for being Christians. I think people who believe in God are sick and tired of getting pushed around, period. I have no idea where the concept came from that America is an explicitly atheist country. I can’t find it in the Constitution and I don’t like it being shoved down my throat.”

This hit me like a ton of bricks. I keep quite about my beliefs because I don’t want the backlash of others. I suppose I am not like my Christ. If I even mention God in certain places… I am always questioned.  If I mention I pray… “Did your God answer your prayer?” Well, hell fire and brimstone “YES, my God answered my prayers”…!!!

“She said, “I believe God is deeply saddened by this, just as we are, but for years we’ve been telling God to get out of our schools, to get out of our government and to get out of our lives. And being the gentleman He is, I believe He has calmly backed out. How can we expect God to give us His blessing and His protection if we demand He leave us alone?”

I believe in this… however, as far as having religion in school… I do believe that every religion should be taught… Gothic, Atheist, Mormon, Jewish, Christian, Muslim, etc… I do not think those who aren’t Christian should be forced to learn about a God and Christ they may not believe in.

“Now we’re asking ourselves why our children have no conscience, why they don’t know right from wrong, and why it doesn’t bother them to kill strangers, their classmates, and themselves.”

This point I am not so sure about… I believe this has a lot to do with parenting. I do believe “WE REAP WHAT WE SOW.”

“Funny how you can send ‘jokes’ through e-mail and they spread like wildfire but when you start sending messages regarding the Lord, people think twice about sharing.”

I have to agree with this… I think twice and rarely send… again, afraid to offend someone. Maybe I am a “In the closet Christian”… maybe I am a bad Christian because I second guess myself because I am afraid of what other people think and don’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings.

Look… I have seen miracles happen. Miracles that can’t be explained. I believe there is a higher presence than just us aliens here on earth. If you don’t, that is your choice…

If you don’t like the word God or Christ, don’t say it. If you don’t believe in God or Christ don’t celebrate. If you don’t believe in prayer, don’t pray. Because I do, don’t be so quick to judge me… I do not judge you.

I obviously read into this post totally different than some…

Religion is a touchy topic… I rarely speak of religion… now I know why. I forget that sometimes, my beliefs are condemned… maybe I should take up for them more often. Maybe this “small mind” should speak up and out! Just because I have 2 small children that I am trying very hard to keep up with and I am very tired… when I post something I know what I am posting… I suppose I need to explain myself better. The “sound bites” I liked ended up being more than one or two and I am sorry that people may not agree with me on this… Your opinions are yours and mine are mine. This dingbat isn’t so dingy…

My rant is over and I am through speaking my mind about this… this post also was not intended to offend anyone… but I felt as though I needed to take up for myself, my belief and my post.

You must say… everyone did go hmmmmm….

..…it’s just another Ordinary miracle today!