I Don’t Want To Appear Crafty


I was made aware about an hour ago, that my published photo and my poem are a scam. I replied back to the email.

I understand that I am only honored with a certificate for my poem, and my photo was published. I also understand that if the company wanted to publish my poem, it could have required a certain dollar amount.

At this time in my life, I was grabbing on to some happiness for me. Caring for my brother is hard work, maybe more emotionally than physically, but sill, it is a 24/7 job, which I am doing alone.

I shared with all of you because I got so much joy out of something good, that I didn’t care if I had to purchase the book or not. I won’t be purchasing the book. I am so content, with just knowing they were just giving me an honorable mention with the poem.

My photo is in a book out here in the world, and I did not have to purchase to get it there. Well, anyways, I don’t ever want anyone to think that I would ever try to pull something off that was not true. I was just so darn excited, and had to share……………

Sorry for any misunderstandings on my part.

Hugs to all of my friends. I don’t know what I would do without you!!!!

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I Had To Share With You, My Friends


I just had to show you what I have accomplished! I could not keep the excitement inside of myself and had to share, so picked you, to share it with. I had entered a photography contest, and the photo that won, and is now published. It is this one, pictured of a tree trunk.

The other one, I received the certificate in the mail yesterday, stating that out of 5,000 people, I had won an honorable mention. I did not care if I did not win the big prize, I cared that I was noticed and they let me know.

The poem that won this nice certificate is this.

Dedicated To My Brother

One night as I was sleeping well

I heard a little tinker bell

I looked up at the darkness light

And there was oh so bright a light

I heard the voice say I need you now

It said do listen and then do vow

A man you know that is your brother

Has asked for help from none than other

He fears his life may be in doom

He is waiting for you in the other room

Give up what you think is important today

And help your brother to find his way

He will become dependent and weaker than you

He says he trust no other that only you will do

I tell you child this journey will be hard

Satan has thrown in the joker of all cards

You will achieve your own lessons  this I know

For I have planted tests to see if you will grow

His end of life may come sooner than yours

Just love him today and tomorrow the chores

Show patience and kindness, this way you both win

And I will reward you and throw away your sins.

There is no one better to do this job

It will be like shelling the hard casings on an old corn cob

I have give you this because you said you love me so

I know you won’t fail me, now turn and go

For this is your talent  that I have given to you

I know that you will always do the best you can do

And one day when it’s over, you will look back

And see that your brother had nothing to lack

He loves you, you know with all of his heart

He just has some issues with displaying this part

For I knew when I thought of you and him

That you would be the one who could get him to grin

There is nothing more special than two siblings who share

And I made sure when creation was thought, I’d make you a pair

Now go unto him he is calling your name

Help him to feel special and needed the same

Now open your eyes because this is no game

He is crying and lost and I hear him calling your name

Terry Shepherd

09/26/2012

It feels good to have a smile from my own person, as I travel down the path with my brother, battling Parkinson’s Disease.

Two More Names To Add To The Thank-You List


Greeting Card with Birdcage

As most of you know, I started a SMILE project for Al. He has Parkinson’s Disease, and is in a lot of pain, now fairly controlled by pain medications. His smiles are far and few in

between. I started the program to see if I could get more smiles from him.

At first he was not quite sure as to what to think about receiving cards, but after they started coming in, he got to the place that he will ask me now, isn’t it time to go check the mail? Isn’t that just so cute.

So many of you have been gracious and kind and have helped out with this. We have received cards from anywhere here in the U.S. to Canada, Sweden, and Australia. He has received cards, cars, calendars, photo books full of coca cola items, hats, bible markers, key rings, DVD’s, candies, and much more.

If I have forgotten something, please forgive me. Al takes all of his things and keeps them in his room for his eyes only. One gift that we received yesterday was a little angel ornament. I have personally claimed this and have it hanging where she can watch over Al and me at all times.

Today, I want to pay a big thank-you to

Julie

Diane S.

I want you to know how much Al and I appreciate all of your efforts in helping with this project.!!!!

If anyone would still like to participate in this, please email me at

tellmenolies2004@yahoo.com

for a mailing address.

Thank you Julie and Diane. Big hugs from the two of us

Continuing Story Part 41


Ralph and Rachel walked back with the doctor slowly, as the anticipation of what the

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doctor was going to say. They felt an uneasiness as they followed the nurse to the doctor’s office and were shown where to sit. The nurse said the doctor would be in a few moments, and left quietly shutting the door behind her.

Ralph took hold of Rachel’s hands and with a shaky voice told her everything was going to be alright. What ever the doctor said, they could handle it with the strength of each other. The two then sat in silence waiting, and then the door opened, and the doctor came in. Ralph stood up to shake the doctor’s hand and then they both sat.

The doctor looked at them from over the top of his wire rimmed glasses and said, it doesn’t look good. I have here the test results of what we have run, and as you can see here, the cancer has taken over his entire brain hemispheres.

Rachel at once began to cry and the doctor offered her the box of kleenex. She dabbed at her eyes as the doctor continued on. He said, there is nothing more we can do, and we do not want to release him at this point. I believe he would be more comfortable here in the hospital.

Ralph asked the doctor, are you sure there isn’t something you haven’t tried yet? Maybe a new drug, or a surgery? The doctor shook his head back and forth, and said, son, I am afraid we are going to have to leave the healing in God’s hands. No one has ever been able to perform the type of brain surgery that it would require to remove the cancer. The chances of death or total vegetarian state would be very risky.

The doctor let Rachel and Ralph weep in each others arms, and then he asked if there was any questions they had, and being ignored by the two, the doctor stood up and walked softly out the door, closing the door behind him.

Ralph and Rachel remained in the room for some time. After no more tears could be cried at the moment, they released each other, and dried eyes, and blew noses, and sat taking deep breaths, and each wondering how they were ever going to tell the others this terrible news. Their son was dying, he was going to die right here in the hospital.

Before another crying episode broke out, they dried their eyes once more, and the two then stood up and walked out the door to the nurses station. The nurse asked if she could be of assistance, and Ralph asked if they could see their son, and the nurse said of course, and pointed them in the direction of Drew’s room.

Upon entering the room, and seeing the monitors, and all the tubing running out of Drew’s body, Rachel started to cry again. Ralph told her to please save it for later, or leave the room and come back. He was sure that Drew could hear her. She understood, and sucked in her tears.

The two of them walked up to his bed, and looking down at the lifeless body, Rachel spoke to him in a loving mother’s voice. Drew, I am here, it is your mom, can you hear me? She searched his face for some acknowledgement that he had heard, but found nothing.

She rubbed his arm and touched each of his fingers, as if this was the very first time she had ever laid eyes on him, remembering back to when he was just born, and she was counting fingers and toes. She leaned in and gave him a kiss on the cheek. All the while, Ralph standing behind his wife, not wanting to move a muscle, in fear that he would break down right here in the room. All he could think of was, my son, my son, I don’t want to lose you, I don’t like seeing you this way. A tear slipped down his face, and he turned away wiping it quickly, so that his wife would not see it.

The two stood on the side of the bed, until the nurse came in to check his vitals and to give  him some more medication for pain through his IV. Ralph took Rachel’s arm, and said let’s go. We need to let the others know what is happening. I am sure they are worried now as they have not heard from us.

The nurse glanced at them and told them they could come back in a little while, and the two nodded and hand in hand they left the room of their dying son. They walked down the corridor , down another hallway, and then out the double doors into the lobby where all of the others were waiting restlessly.

One look at their faces, told everyone that this was not good news. They all stood up and gathered in a group, then a receptionist came over to them and offered to show them where the hospital chapel was, and they followed her with no hesitation.

Once, they were all seated in the privacy of the room, Ralph stood up and went to the pulpit and looked over at each person.This was his family, and he loved each one of them. How God had been good to him and Rachel, and now he had to speak, as everyone sitting was waiting for the news.

He coughed from nerves and began to open his mouth, and at first nothing would come out, only tears began to flood his cheeks, and his wife came up to him and wrapped her arm around him and looked at everyone and said, it is not good news. The cancer has spread over Drew’s entire brain, and the doctor says there is nothing more to be done, but pray and wait.

You could hear a pin drop, the room became so silent, as everyone was trying to digest the information just given to them. Dahlia asked, are you saying he is dying? and Rachel shook her head in affirmation. Drake laid his head against Dahlia’s shoulders and wept. She wrapped her arms around him, giving him comfort. In between the sobs she could hear Drake crying out, my brother, my brother.

Each of them found themselves clinging to each other, and tears were being let loose, and God was reaching out drawing them all into his arms, bringing an understanding to each of them that they were going to lose their son, brother and good friend.

All of them sat back down and held hands in a circle, and Ralph began to pray to the heavenly father, asking him to watch over his son, and then one by one added their own request. More weeping was done and then silence fell over the room, as the touch of God’s arms wrapped around them was bringing them a peace they needed so badly at this moment.

As minutes ticked by, crying stopped and you could hear small gasping breaths from some, and others were trying to pull themselves back together. Sue spoke then, asking if they were allowed to see Drew, and Ralph said yes.

Each of the members of this group, stood up and said that they also would like to see Drew. They all walked out of the chapel door and back to the lobby, where others were sitting and now wondering what these people had been told that their faces were so forlorn.

Ralph walked up to the receptionist and said that they would all like to see Drew, and she reminded him of the room number and said that only two could go in at a time, and with this two by two they each went to see Drew.