Empty nest syndrome?

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I thought when my son moved out to live with his dad I would have a hard time, but the transition wasn’t bad. Steve, who raised Jason since he was 8 was really the only dad he had. He taught him responsibility and loved him like he was his natural son. They had a good relationship and Jason would soon learn that all the nagging was for the good. 

So now it was our time. The love we shared was amazing. Most people said we weren’t right, spending 24/7 together. I and Steve cherished our time. We did everything together except the “number 2” together…..and his oldest son teased him saying he was going to add another toilet in the bathroom. One day we got a phone call, the state of Ohio was going to place my sisters kids in a foster home unless someone in the family takes them…

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Peace be Still

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This country that I and many of you reading this, we were born here. How lucky we were to be born in a country with so many freedoms. The USA is a great country. So great in fact that many people from all over the globe would and have moved here. Most came legally some illegally.  But they knew they wanted what we were so blessed with, to have it. To feel what freedoms we feel. To own a piece of land and know once paid for it was yours. To be able to speak freely with no fear of losing your life. In fact we are free in most states to own a firearm to hunt for food with or yes, even to protect ourselves and family. 

To be continued. ….

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Peace be Still

This country that I and many of you reading this, we were born here. How lucky we were to be born in a country with so many freedoms. The USA is a great country. So great in fact that many people from all over the globe would and have moved here. Most came legally some illegally.  But they knew they wanted what we were so blessed with, to have it. To feel what freedoms we feel. To own a piece of land and know once paid for it was yours. To be able to speak freely with no fear of losing your life. In fact we are free in most states to own a firearm to hunt for food with or yes, even to protect ourselves and family. 

To be continued. ….

Know me.

no sun flowerI have learned the friends I thought were friends can really be back stabbers. Some seem really eager to throw you under the bus as long as it makes them look good. Perhaps they are trying to boost their egos or something. Whatever the reason so be it. I trust people, maybe too much, but it’s how I am or should I say, how I was.

Maybe I take laws, rules, and policies too serious.  I’ve heard they are made to bend a little. …..right? Well if that’s true, why make them at all? Why not just make them up as you go to suit the situation at the time?

Anyhow today I’ve decided to not trust anyone.  I will respect others in the work place, and I expect the same respect from them. No longer will I allow my heart to be stomped on.

It has been a trying couple of days, I’ve learned some valuable lessons. I’ve come to the conclusion that nobody but a handful really know me on fb. Many of my “friends” claim to like me but do you really (know) me? Those that do know me, know I do not have one single racist bone in my body? I hate absolutely no one, with the exception of evil.

I try to show compassion, and understanding to everyone. Anyone who truly knows me, knows that I despise evil of any kind. From animal abuse to baby killing, I detest the visions I get when I hear of the evil humans,( I really hate to put them in catagory,) throwing homosexuals off tall buildings for punishment. That is barbaric.

See, I have compassion for them as children of God. Just because I don’t agree with their lifestyle doesn’t mean I don’t care. We are all children of God, and He is the one who judges, not me, you or any man.

Now there are some reading this that are probably chomping at the bit, to bash my beliefs. It is your right to belive the things you belive and vise versa. So keep your sarcasm and bashing to yourself, if you don’t like something you see on “my” fb page then don’t read it or leave. I see a lot of things I don’t agree with, things that make me very angry but it stays in my mind.

White, black, yellow,  red, or green don’t mean shit. There is evil in every color, shape and size. When I make a statement like, “white trash” …..am I referring to ALL whites? Alot of Indians I’m sure called the white man trash, are you? I’m not, and when I hear that I don’t take offense. Black lives matter group wants to kill all cops and whites. Does that mean all blacks think and feel this way? I know they dont.

When I refer to Muslims that hate America and want to kill us, does that mean ALL muslims…..I hope you got the picture now.

If you knew me just a tiny bit, you would know I am no racist.

Faith

If I reach far enough will you pull me close,                     Will you wrap your arms tightly around me and sooth my soul,                                                                                If I reach far enough can I touch your face and feel the warmth once again,                                                        I can only hold fast to Your promise that one day I will reach far enough. ……

Did I Fail...

My faith is strong, it is all I have and that is enough.  As this world  (satan) digs his talons in, our weaknesses become his strengths.

Asta la vista….

Let’s see if this works.

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Today I say goodbye to my best friend for 39 years. I couldn’t have found a more loyal friend if i had advertised for one. Thru the ups and downs of my life you’ve been there at my side, right there at my finger tips, at my beck and call. Whenever I needed comfort you never failed me. In anger, you were there to say all is well.
When driving down the road, with an awesome song playing, you were the one to make the drive and song that much better.

Time to pack your packs and get the f##k out. Consuming my life to this day and age is all I can take. Me, my body, and I want this final chapter in life, without you my friend. You’re yellow and foggy now, you no lo20150127_171708nger shine. You stink of vulgar in my nostrils, and yellow the window…

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