It's hard to believe...

March is almost over. Next week my oldest son will be out of school. It won't be long before he's out for the summer. It seems like time is flying faster and faster each year.

Anyway, I want to tell you about what is going on with my program. I've had two different people offer me some graphics. One guy is willing to draw some by hand and mail them to me. I can't wait until I get it so I can show you his work. The other person is going to send me some clipart for this. I think this is great. I get so tired of seeing the same old pictures all the time. I've been doing the page for April and have mailed it off to the places they are supposed to go to. There are times I wish I could see the children's faces as they recieve the pages I send them, but I understand why they have the rules they do. The children are much more important that me in this situation. I know they enjoy them, I only wish I could do more. These children have suffered so much already. I wish I could take away all the pain and suffering that they have to go through. It's not fair that these children have to go through what they do in the hopes that something will either cure them or at least stop or slow down the disease that is robbing them of a long life. There is no way I can understand what they or their parents are going through. I've never been through it. Yes my nephew has cancer, but that is not the same thing as it being my own child. Don't get me wrong, I love my nephew, but I imagine that it is different for a parent to be going through something like this instead of an aunt. I hope that's make sense to you.

Yes, I'm in one of my moods. It's almost midnight here and I'm sitting up watching this show about mistreated animals. It makes me sick to know that people can mistreat children or animals. They can't defend themselves. They depend on us to defend them. At least a dog can bite when mistreated. A child can't do that. Why would someone hurt a child? Children are a gift! A blessing! They are all so precious. Even when mine misbehave, I love them. I may spank them for being bad, but I would never hurt them like I see sometimes on TV. I do not verbally abuse my children. In some ways that is worse than physical abuse. At least a beating will stop hurting, verbal abuse can stay with a child for the rest of their lives. I don't get it. I guess this is one of those things that I will never understand.

Anyway, I'm going to stop for now and try to get some sleep. I hope you have a good weekend.

God's blessings to you always.

Have you ever found a great site and just couldn't wait to share?

I found this great forum. They are some of the nicest people there. They really care about you. Have a worry? Post it. There are sure to be someone that will help you through it. Just need to vent, you can do that there as well. It's really a great place. These people make me feel welcome. The place is Chat.LookFindGo.com. Beware though this place can be addictive.

Now on to the program. I'm looking for contacts at children's hospitals to set up this program with. Do you happen to know of anyone that would be willing to let me send these coloring pages to them for the children? It does not cost the hospitals anything. I handle all of the cost. All they have to do is pass them out to the children when they come in. If you do know anyone, please email me at info@pagesforchildren.com. I would welcome any help you can give me in this area!

Also, I should be getting a new picture of my nephew soon, so check back. As soon as sis sends it to me, I'll put it here for everyone to see.

God's blessings to everyone.

Email trouble

I am about to go nuts. The email account that goes with this page is driving me crazy right now. For some reason it got change and I have no idea why. I've now got it to where I can check it now but have no idea how to change the password to something that I want. But I'm working on that. The company that does the support for this has been very helpful and patient with me and is trying to find the problem.

Anyway, I thought I'd let you know what has been going on here. Not a thing. Truthfully. Jimmy, my husband got laid off for a week but he'll be going back to work Monday. He's just too good at what he does to know how to do a slow job just to kill time so he could have a check this week. Just so you know, he's in construction and considering how long he's been doing this kind of work, I'm not really suprised. He was taught how to do this by his family. So he learned the old way, the right way. He believe that a job should be done correct the first time.

Why don't we see this attitude more? Anyway, things will be back to normal soon, at least as back to normal as things can be around this house.

I hope things are going great for you. God bless you.

Just here

It's just after 1:00 in the morning here and I'm still wide awake. I know I need to get some sleep but I really don't want to. I write poetry. I've been doing this since school. Yes, it's been a while. Anyway, I was looking for my notebook today and can't find it anywhere. I've got stuff dating back to 1979. That's a lot of memories to loose. I know they have to be here somewhere, I just don't know where.

I'm just in one of those moods. Not really sad, not really happy. Just here. I would understand it more if I had more to be upset about. While my life may not be perfect, I have it better than some and not as good as others. I usually try to be happy but sometimes I get in these moods and can't seem to get out of them. I guess I just want to be alone for a little while and the only time that seems to happen is when everyone else is asleep. It's nice having a quite house. But I also like hearing the boys run around making noise. It lets me know they are safe and healthy. Does that make sense to anyone? I don't know what is wrong with me right now. I do know I'll get over it. I always do. I go through this phase sometimes but it doesn't last long. More than likely, when I wake up, I'll be back to my usual happy self.

Anyway, about the site. I'm still trying to find some items to add to the auction page. You can go there and see what I have so far. Who knows, you just may want to bid on something there. If you do, just let me know.

I'm going to try to get some sleep now. I hope everything is well with you.

May God's blessings be with you always.

What do I write about today?

There is not much happening with the program. But that is not unusually. My busiest times are around the last part and the first part of the months. I guess I could do a few months in advance, but I like to do it when it's needed. That way, I can put myself in the mood of what I want to do. I can see the picture I want to do if I wait til then. That may not make a lot of sense to some people but that is the way I work. It's fun doing it that way. Then I print everything out and sometimes sign the pages, it depends on what I am sending. This is really a fun program. I know the children like it even though I never see their faces as they receive them. But as I've stated before, that isn't why I started this. I don't need anyone to say thanks for these pages. Why thank someone for common courtesy? Why insist on getting a thank you just for being nice? Anyway, I just wanted to say hello. I hope you have a great day today.

God's blessings to everyone.

Isn't Amazing...

We went and saw "The Passion" Thursday night. It was a great movie. If you haven't seen it, then let me recommend it. I've talked to several people about it and so far no one has gotten the same message from it. Don't get me wrong, everyone agrees that it is well worth the price of admission. I just seems that everyone takes something different from it. While there was some guilt on my part, my main feelings were of amazement. It's hard to imagine that Christ went through that much torture willingly. He knew what He would be going through yet He did so anyway. Why? Because of us. It's hard to believe that this man knew about us even while He was hanging from the cross.

I had never realized exactly He had gone through until I saw this film. I knew He had been tortured but I had no idea just how bad the torture was until I could actually see it. This movie does that. It's hard to picture that with out some visual images. Nothing in my limited scope could imagine someone being beaten to that extent. Now when I read, "By His stripes we are healed," I have a better understanding of why that statement has such a profound meaning.

God's blessings to you always.

About something else

I just found out the other day that one of the students in Devin's grade lost his father Wednesday night. The father had a heart attach. Devin's been asking a lot of different question about death. He has seen it before but this is the first time it's actually hit so close to home. My husband and I waited to have children and now he worries that something will happen to us. How do I explain in a way that makes him feel better? He asked everyone at church to pray for this boy and his family, and I know it takes a lot of courage to stand up before everyone and say anything, yet here is a 7 year old doing what some adults have a hard time doing. I'm very proud of him for that fact. He's a good boy. I just don't want him worriing about something that we have no control over.

If you think about it, say a prayer for this boy and his family as well. I can only imagine how it must feel to loose a parent so young.

God's blessings on you.