<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071</id><updated>2011-06-07T23:12:33.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow Rose</title><subtitle type='html'>Walking in faith while I battle ALS.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-4125582750914048280</id><published>2007-05-08T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T04:39:34.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>John's Gratitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVJxfZv5t3c/RkCEYdzITuI/AAAAAAAAAOM/cYwu_Df_7Eg/s1600-h/item.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062191537015246562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVJxfZv5t3c/RkCEYdzITuI/AAAAAAAAAOM/cYwu_Df_7Eg/s400/item.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;My Yellow Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;You have ever been my Yellow Rose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;From the first day that we met, you have brought beauty into my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Your eyes so bright, your smile so soft,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;And your winsome laugh could warm even the coldest of days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;You decorated each day with your creativity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Your tremendous energy and spontaneity transformed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;What might have been a mundane life into a daily adventure of fun and laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;You were a true lady.  Modest and gracious; delicate, yet strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Your strength of spirit never wavered in crisis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;You ever and always amazed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;How I have loved you, and I always will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;You have been my spice of life for twenty-seven years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I will miss gazing into your sparkling green eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I will miss your wit, your heart, your spirit, and your brightness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I will miss your passion for learning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;And how you would share with me each new discovery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I will miss your heart-stopping beauty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I will miss you My Love, my everlasting love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I commit you now to the Savior we worship together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;In His hands you will rest, until I am able to follow you there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Wait for me my love.I will be looking first for you, my Yellow Rose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Dear Tammy,Please also post my deepest gratitude to the entire ODB community.  Helen loved you all!  I am reading the comments, which are a salve to my sorrow.  God bless you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;John, Helen's husband of 27yrs, will be reading this to Helen at her service and wanted me to share his Yellow Rose.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-4125582750914048280?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/4125582750914048280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=4125582750914048280&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/4125582750914048280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/4125582750914048280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2007/05/johns-gratitude.html' title='John&apos;s Gratitude'/><author><name>Tammy Brierly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVJxfZv5t3c/S9NUKOo-G-I/AAAAAAAAB68/Wip_zSZqe8Q/S220/15543_1284274469562_1311126277_849334_2697685_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVJxfZv5t3c/RkCEYdzITuI/AAAAAAAAAOM/cYwu_Df_7Eg/s72-c/item.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-1231637814170599105</id><published>2007-05-07T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T04:39:35.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Last Deep Breath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVJxfZv5t3c/Rj9c89zITrI/AAAAAAAAAN0/d2bjmNAv52s/s1600-h/725187_sentinel_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061866708638650034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVJxfZv5t3c/Rj9c89zITrI/AAAAAAAAAN0/d2bjmNAv52s/s400/725187_sentinel_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Helen has lost her battle with ALS.  She passed, surrounded by her loving family on May 5th.  Her family read her blog so if you would like to leave your condolences I'm sure they will get them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;She loved this club and writing haiku.  You all supported her by giving her a voice and I know she would have thanked you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Wrapped in angel wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;soul lifted up to heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;yellow rose is home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I will miss you Helen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Love always, Tammy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-1231637814170599105?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/1231637814170599105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=1231637814170599105&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/1231637814170599105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/1231637814170599105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2007/05/one-last-deep-breath.html' title='One Last Deep Breath'/><author><name>Tammy Brierly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVJxfZv5t3c/S9NUKOo-G-I/AAAAAAAAB68/Wip_zSZqe8Q/S220/15543_1284274469562_1311126277_849334_2697685_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVJxfZv5t3c/Rj9c89zITrI/AAAAAAAAAN0/d2bjmNAv52s/s72-c/725187_sentinel_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-117561425980249756</id><published>2007-04-03T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T08:31:41.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SPRING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/1600/959382/753113_colors_of_spring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/400/533922/753113_colors_of_spring.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;season of winter&lt;br /&gt;becomes spring blossom by blossom&lt;br /&gt;as the frost is slain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-117561425980249756?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/117561425980249756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=117561425980249756&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/117561425980249756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/117561425980249756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2007/04/spring.html' title='SPRING'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-117434920594654081</id><published>2007-03-19T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T18:21:32.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BREATHING - HAIKU</title><content type='html'>Since my lungs are getting weaker because of ALS, I sleep with a Bi-Pap machine which helps my lungs exhale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/1600/838220/CIMG0274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/200/492957/CIMG0274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My breathing is slow&lt;br /&gt;all I get is a thin stream of it&lt;br /&gt;I inhale anyway.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-117434920594654081?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/117434920594654081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=117434920594654081&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/117434920594654081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/117434920594654081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2007/03/breathing-haiku.html' title='BREATHING - HAIKU'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-117417611425267479</id><published>2007-03-17T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T18:01:54.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY DNA</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal"  enableJavaScript="false" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf"  quality="best" bgcolor="#000000" width="340"  height="240" name="widget" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"  flashvars="bgcolor=#000000&amp;i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_43E105EB.jpeg&amp;c1=&amp;i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_7F9480E3.jpeg&amp;c2=&amp;i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-6781E621.jpeg&amp;c3=&amp;i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-28C6894B.jpeg&amp;c4=&amp;i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-7C115110.jpeg&amp;c5=&amp;i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-1AF7A965.jpeg&amp;c6=&amp;i7=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-5BFB07FF.jpeg&amp;c7=&amp;i8=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_2170B234.jpeg&amp;c8=&amp;i9=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_761F2B14.jpeg&amp;c9=&amp;i10=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-3DA9302E.jpeg&amp;c10=&amp;i11=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_368EAF3E.jpeg&amp;c11=&amp;i12=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_1D8228ED.jpeg&amp;c12=&amp;i13=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_4F9C0EDC.jpeg&amp;c13=&amp;moodlabel=DREAMER&amp;lovelabel=HOME SOUL&amp;funlabel=CONQUEROR&amp;habitslabel=NEW WAVE PURITAN&amp;uid=117039-795a&amp;srv=iwebcl6" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="text-align:center; width:340px;height:25px;margin-top:0px; border-top:1px solid rgb(150,150,150);background-color:rgb(0,0,0);padding:5px 0 0 0; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://networking.imagini.blueorange.co.uk/vdna.php?uid=117039-795a&amp;srv=iwebcl6" style="color:rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;Read my VisualDNA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;color:#cccccc"&gt;&amp;trade;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;a href="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/" style="color:rgb(255,255,255) "&gt;Get your own VisualDNA&amp;trade;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-117417611425267479?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/117417611425267479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=117417611425267479&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/117417611425267479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/117417611425267479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-dna.html' title='MY DNA'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-117399852117542012</id><published>2007-03-15T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T16:45:39.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/1600/21342/366262_73847549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/400/843980/366262_73847549.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am often asked how I am doing. My stock answer is ‘as well as can be expected, under the circumstances.’ The truth is, I’m never sure which part of the question to answer. Life has a kaleidoscopic quality – something beautiful one minute followed by something different the next. Constantly changing, never precisely repeatable – a captivating swirl of events, memories, and emotions. What I’ve noticed this year is that thoughts, events, and emotions swirl by so fast that I don’t have a chance to settle in to a single, enduring reaction to the whole experience. I think I’m glad for that, even though it’s tiring to swing through such a wide array of emotions several times each day. Sometimes I wish desperately for a different reality; sometimes I realize how extremely lucky I have been.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-117399852117542012?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/117399852117542012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=117399852117542012&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/117399852117542012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/117399852117542012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2007/03/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-117312861655938378</id><published>2007-03-05T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T13:15:59.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Deep Breath - "Mud" Haiku</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4959/1876/200/449999/Cutout%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hi everyone! This is Tammy from &lt;a href="http://mylifeasawarrior.blogspot.com.html"&gt;The Daily Warrior&lt;/a&gt; and I wanted to let everyone know that Helen has been adjusting to some big changes in her life due to her ALS. She is struggling with her speech and typing. She wants you to know that she reads your haiku each week and it means alot to her to be part of One Deep Breath. She is having very hard days and I know you will keep her in your thoughts and prayers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;She fights for her life&lt;br /&gt;feeling alone in the mire&lt;br /&gt;we can lift her up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-117312861655938378?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/117312861655938378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=117312861655938378&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/117312861655938378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/117312861655938378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2007/03/one-deep-breath-mud-haiku.html' title='One Deep Breath - &quot;Mud&quot; Haiku'/><author><name>Tammy Brierly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVJxfZv5t3c/S9NUKOo-G-I/AAAAAAAAB68/Wip_zSZqe8Q/S220/15543_1284274469562_1311126277_849334_2697685_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-117296730944289299</id><published>2007-03-03T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T16:16:07.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wilting flower</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/1600/131779/223598_petals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/400/48548/223598_petals.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what and how I think everyday since I can no longer use my once loud voice to express my feelings aloud. Behind the facsade of hope, my smile, is a wilting flower. The same flower that inspires others to live, love, and laugh is slowly losing her petals and once vibrant color.  My roots are drying up. I get an occasional sprinkle but it doesn't seem to reach the depth of my soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-117296730944289299?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/117296730944289299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=117296730944289299&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/117296730944289299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/117296730944289299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2007/03/wilting-flower.html' title='wilting flower'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-117251709932241266</id><published>2007-02-26T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T11:45:26.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/1600/755420/607587_flowerpower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/400/232660/607587_flowerpower.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The color of red&lt;br /&gt;fields of tulips blossoming &lt;br /&gt;in the springtime&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-117251709932241266?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/117251709932241266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=117251709932241266&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/117251709932241266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/117251709932241266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2007/02/color-of-red-fields-of-tulips.html' title=''/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-117194716210923553</id><published>2007-02-19T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T20:55:04.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Deep Breath - "Spices Fib"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/1600/931040/465342_black_pepper_corns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/320/268040/465342_black_pepper_corns.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dried&lt;br /&gt;black&lt;br /&gt;pepper&lt;br /&gt;staple spice&lt;br /&gt;heat to any dish&lt;br /&gt;custom of fine cookery&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-117194716210923553?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/117194716210923553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=117194716210923553&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/117194716210923553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/117194716210923553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2007/02/one-deep-breath-spices-fib.html' title='One Deep Breath - &quot;Spices Fib&quot;'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-117131029237648897</id><published>2007-02-12T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T13:52:31.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shelter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/1600/904809/680801_diocese_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/320/863691/680801_diocese_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday I go into the hospital for a feeding tube and my breathing capacity is 39% so things could be dangerous.  This Haiku is to express that the Lord will be my shelter during this difficult time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace in the time of storm&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord, You are my shelter&lt;br /&gt;Embraced by Your love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-117131029237648897?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/117131029237648897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=117131029237648897&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/117131029237648897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/117131029237648897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2007/02/shelter.html' title='Shelter'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-117071137462596768</id><published>2007-02-05T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T14:02:07.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dusk/ Twilight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/1600/903756/682105_sonoran_moonrise-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/400/290354/682105_sonoran_moonrise-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly over the earth&lt;br /&gt;twilight brings her curtain down&lt;br /&gt;and pins it with stars&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-117071137462596768?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/117071137462596768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=117071137462596768&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/117071137462596768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/117071137462596768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2007/02/dusk-twilight.html' title='Dusk/ Twilight'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-117012184495026556</id><published>2007-01-29T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T08:06:18.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roots/Connection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/1600/79667/292870_homage_to_the_desert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/400/767391/292870_homage_to_the_desert.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Under the thick brush&lt;br /&gt;smelling the sweet fragrance&lt;br /&gt;the wild flower yields&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-117012184495026556?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/117012184495026556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=117012184495026556&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/117012184495026556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/117012184495026556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2007/01/rootsconnection.html' title='Roots/Connection'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-117004104965931128</id><published>2007-01-28T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T19:30:49.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/1600/487774/MarionandJohnBarksdale001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/400/472109/MarionandJohnBarksdale001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad  1950&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful Mother would have been 79 years old today.  The Lord took her at 55 years young.  Love You Mom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-117004104965931128?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/117004104965931128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=117004104965931128&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/117004104965931128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/117004104965931128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='Happy Birthday Mom'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-117003188779459024</id><published>2007-01-28T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T16:56:26.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOPE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/1600/387331/683227_peace_on_earth_to_men_of_good_will.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/400/217504/683227_peace_on_earth_to_men_of_good_will.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every breath&lt;br /&gt; I will chase hope&lt;br /&gt; until it denies me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-117003188779459024?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/117003188779459024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=117003188779459024&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/117003188779459024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/117003188779459024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2007/01/hope.html' title='HOPE'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-116933988859712351</id><published>2007-01-20T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T16:38:08.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/1600/958644/getmsg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/400/167017/getmsg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-116933988859712351?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/116933988859712351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=116933988859712351&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116933988859712351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116933988859712351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-116891208991325818</id><published>2007-01-15T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T08:30:42.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/1600/510975/stockxpertcom_id274980_size1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/320/402756/stockxpertcom_id274980_size1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;A mirror to the soul .&lt;br /&gt;Echoing a past forgotten,&lt;br /&gt;Hidden deep within ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-116891208991325818?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/116891208991325818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=116891208991325818&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116891208991325818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116891208991325818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2007/01/reflections.html' title='Reflections'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-116873530279221803</id><published>2007-01-13T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T16:41:42.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/1600/869364/463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/320/129998/463.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now in Cold Colorado and doing better.  Thank you for the prayers and concern this last few weeks.  Getting into a routine but miss my Grandchildrens laughter and my warm home in Nevada.  Wish I could type better to tell of the awful treatment I had in Nevada.  What a nightmare and without family members interventon I wouldn't be here now.  My computer is up and running so I can get back to the blogging.  Happy New Year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-116873530279221803?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/116873530279221803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=116873530279221803&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116873530279221803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116873530279221803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-am-back.html' title='I am back'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-116778325337230610</id><published>2007-01-02T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T16:14:13.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Needed Prayer for Helen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4959/1876/1600/179662/648746_prayer_candles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4959/1876/320/453178/648746_prayer_candles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flames of hope&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;prayers lifted to God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;time reflects&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Helen is in the hospital but she is feeling better. She will be relocating to Colorado tomorrow to get better care for her ALS. She has progressed in the last three months but she remains a fighter. Please keep Helen in your thoughts and prayers, so she may continue to inspire us all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I did this haiku for Helen...hurry back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tammy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-116778325337230610?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/116778325337230610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=116778325337230610&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116778325337230610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116778325337230610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2007/01/needed-prayer-for-helen.html' title='Needed Prayer for Helen'/><author><name>Tammy Brierly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVJxfZv5t3c/S9NUKOo-G-I/AAAAAAAAB68/Wip_zSZqe8Q/S220/15543_1284274469562_1311126277_849334_2697685_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-116658270958016512</id><published>2006-12-19T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T18:50:02.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have been tagged</title><content type='html'>"The Rules:The player of this game starts with "3 things he/ she would love to get for Christmas" and also has to list "3 things he/ she definitely does not want to get for Christmas". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he/she tags 5 friends and list their names. The ones who get tagged need to write on their blogs about their Christmas wishes, as well as state this rule clearly, then tag 5 more victims. And the one who tags need to leave a comment that says "you've been Christmas tagged!" in their comments and tell them to read your blog."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS I WOULD LIKE FOR CHRISTMAS:&lt;br /&gt;1.A cure for ALS!!!&lt;br /&gt;2. To find some help in our home-&lt;br /&gt;3. My daughter to be out of pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS I DON'T WANT FOR CHRISTMAS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Bad weather&lt;br /&gt;2.No colds or flu&lt;br /&gt;3.To stay in Iraq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tagging Michelle, Kris Ann,Katie,Ruth,and Kristin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-116658270958016512?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/116658270958016512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=116658270958016512&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116658270958016512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116658270958016512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-have-been-tagged.html' title='I have been tagged'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-116654657531868863</id><published>2006-12-19T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T08:42:55.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow in Las Vegas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/1600/63401/CIMG0528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/320/178751/CIMG0528.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-116654657531868863?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/116654657531868863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=116654657531868863&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116654657531868863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116654657531868863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/12/snow-in-las-vegas.html' title='Snow in Las Vegas'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-116653774655104989</id><published>2006-12-19T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T06:21:52.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/1600/602444/202_01_0003_ChristianSymbolsBkg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/400/452024/202_01_0003_ChristianSymbolsBkg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold, a virgin shall be with child, and shall bring forth a son, and they shall call his name Emmanuel, which being interpreted is, God with us.&lt;br /&gt;Then Joseph being raised from sleep did as the angel of the Lord had bidden him, and took unto him his wife:&lt;br /&gt;And knew her not till she had brought forth her firstborn son: and he called his name JESUS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-116653774655104989?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/116653774655104989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=116653774655104989&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116653774655104989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116653774655104989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas_19.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-116653583776865059</id><published>2006-12-19T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T05:49:46.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Storms - The Poetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/1600/626299/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/400/248275/8.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lightning curls, flickers&lt;br /&gt;then sweet, hard raindrops&lt;br /&gt;to wet the needy earth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-116653583776865059?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/116653583776865059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=116653583776865059&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116653583776865059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116653583776865059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/12/storms-poetry.html' title='Storms - The Poetry'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-116610415658723529</id><published>2006-12-14T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T05:49:16.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/1600/38313/stockxpertcom_id185908_size1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/320/151914/stockxpertcom_id185908_size1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-116610415658723529?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/116610415658723529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=116610415658723529&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116610415658723529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116610415658723529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-116584910214095600</id><published>2006-12-11T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T10:14:17.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Container - The Poetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/1600/126259/462883_message_in_the_bottle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/320/16931/462883_message_in_the_bottle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;keepsake forever&lt;br /&gt;timeless message in the bottle&lt;br /&gt;speaking to the heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-116584910214095600?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/116584910214095600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=116584910214095600&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116584910214095600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116584910214095600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/12/container-poetry.html' title='Container - The Poetry'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-116559549978985172</id><published>2006-12-08T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T08:36:35.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Set me Free</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/1600/44346/833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/3569/400/425377/833.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hasn't always been this way&lt;br /&gt;I remember brighter days&lt;br /&gt;Before the dark ones came&lt;br /&gt;and wrapped my body in chains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set me free of the chains holding me&lt;br /&gt;Is anybody out there hearing me?&lt;br /&gt;Set me free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning breaks another day&lt;br /&gt;Finds me crying in the rain&lt;br /&gt;All alone&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, rescue me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As God passes by&lt;br /&gt;He looks straight through my eyes&lt;br /&gt;The darkness goes away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Power on Heaven and earth belong to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Casting Crowns)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-116559549978985172?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/116559549978985172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=116559549978985172&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116559549978985172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116559549978985172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/12/set-me-free.html' title='Set me Free'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-116467477920330066</id><published>2006-11-27T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T17:47:42.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Legacy - The Poetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/637791_shadow_play.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/320/637791_shadow_play.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one of my choice&lt;br /&gt;You're my shining example&lt;br /&gt;I've copied you Mom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-116467477920330066?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/116467477920330066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=116467477920330066&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116467477920330066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116467477920330066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/11/legacy-poetry.html' title='Legacy - The Poetry'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-116405506030715195</id><published>2006-11-20T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T13:13:02.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come to Your Senses - The Poetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/658878_misty_morning_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/400/658878_misty_morning_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;A wild tapping noise&lt;br /&gt;The wind was rattling the forest&lt;br /&gt;Shaking limb against limb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-116405506030715195?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/116405506030715195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=116405506030715195&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116405506030715195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116405506030715195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/11/come-to-your-senses-poetry.html' title='Come to Your Senses - The Poetry'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-116356688251405718</id><published>2006-11-14T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T13:04:29.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A HAPPY THANKSGIVING DAY RECIPE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/stockxpertcom_id416800_size2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/400/stockxpertcom_id416800_size2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 CUPS LOVE&lt;br /&gt;2 CUPS LOYALTY&lt;br /&gt;4 QUARTS FAITH&lt;br /&gt;5 SPOONS HOPE&lt;br /&gt;1 CUP FRIENDSHIP&lt;br /&gt;1 BARREL LAUGHTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 SPOONS TENDERNESS&lt;br /&gt;3 CUPS FORGIVENESS&lt;br /&gt;A TOUCH OF UNDERSTANDING.&lt;br /&gt;1 LARGE BUNCH OF SMILES&lt;br /&gt;3 PINTS CONSIDERATION&lt;br /&gt;FOR OTHERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE LOVE AND LOYALTY,&lt;br /&gt;MIX THOROUGHLY WITH FAITH&lt;br /&gt;BLEND WITH TENDERNESS, FORGIVENESS,&lt;br /&gt;AND UNDERSTANDING.&lt;br /&gt;ADD HOPE, FRIENDSHIP AND ABUNDANT LAUGHTER.&lt;br /&gt;TOP FREELY WITH SMILES&lt;br /&gt;AND CONSIDERATION FOR OTHERS.&lt;br /&gt;BAKE WITH BRIGHT SUNSHINE,&lt;br /&gt;SERVE DAILY IN GENEROUS HELPINGS.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-116356688251405718?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/116356688251405718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=116356688251405718&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116356688251405718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116356688251405718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-thanksgiving-day-recipe_14.html' title='A HAPPY THANKSGIVING DAY RECIPE'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-116343377573845257</id><published>2006-11-13T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T10:02:29.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends &amp; Companions - The Poetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/631174_couple_on_a_wall_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/400/631174_couple_on_a_wall_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;An inspiration,&lt;br /&gt;Someone who lends a helping hand,&lt;br /&gt;special in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-116343377573845257?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/116343377573845257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=116343377573845257&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116343377573845257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116343377573845257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/11/friends-companions-poetry.html' title='Friends &amp; Companions - The Poetry'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-116317385686988823</id><published>2006-11-10T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T10:01:38.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/cam3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/400/cam3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-116317385686988823?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/116317385686988823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=116317385686988823&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116317385686988823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116317385686988823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/11/thank-you.html' title='Thank you!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-116309151696980881</id><published>2006-11-09T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:54:50.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/400/56.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three years ago today I was packing and getting ready to move into this home.  I would have never even imagined that immediately following this move I would start to have symptoms of this disease. I don’t think anyone can be prepared for diminished capacities . There is nothing as powerful as experiencing these losses.  I have lost the ability to walk, drive a car,  get to the bathroom , bath myself, get out of my bed, eat and drink normally. With each loss, come new arrangements, new changes in roles inside and outside the family, new feelings of grief. Often, each loss brings a whole series of new feelings to be processed. Restrictions on my mobility has taught me that I have to inhibit my impulses. Now I have to inhibit my impulses and do what’s possible for me and what’s not. I have always been very agile, very quick, really going after the physical things I wanted. I can’t do this anymore.  If I only knew what the future held for me I would have done so many things differently.  Don't we all feel that?  What I am trying to say here is enjoy every beautiful day we have and be thankful for the things that I used to take advantage of such as walking, brushing your teeth, writing a check or note.  I am so thankful that I can still use the computer, able to see and hear, and breathe.   Be Thankful for every day.  I know we hear this all of the time but when these things are taken away from you, I really understand the meaning of being ThankFul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-116309151696980881?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/116309151696980881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=116309151696980881&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116309151696980881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116309151696980881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/11/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-116270580280617340</id><published>2006-11-04T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T21:54:00.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hand Feeding Hummingbirds</title><content type='html'>Something I have never seen before, nor ever even heard of. This lady lives in a Hummingbird fly zone. As they migrated, about 20 of them were in her yard. Just for a lark, she took the little red dish and filled it with sugar water and these are the results. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/humming03.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/400/humming03.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/humming02.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/400/humming02.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Photographs © 2006 Sam &amp; Abigail Alfano)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-116270580280617340?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/116270580280617340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=116270580280617340&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116270580280617340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116270580280617340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/11/hand-feeding-hummingbirds.html' title='Hand Feeding Hummingbirds'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-116248092196476624</id><published>2006-11-02T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T07:31:23.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Glad our Troops have a Sense of Humor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/johnkerryjoke.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/400/johnkerryjoke.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-116248092196476624?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/116248092196476624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=116248092196476624&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116248092196476624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116248092196476624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-glad-our-troops-have-sense-of-humor.html' title='So Glad our Troops have a Sense of Humor'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-116221898966490551</id><published>2006-10-30T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T08:43:25.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Deep Breath - "Unseen"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"Unseen" - The Poetry/Haiku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/urquhartcastlemoody.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/400/urquhartcastlemoody.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Hidden in the loch&lt;br /&gt;swims in the deep dark water&lt;br /&gt;a legend unseen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-116221898966490551?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/116221898966490551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=116221898966490551&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116221898966490551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116221898966490551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/10/one-deep-breath-unseen.html' title='One Deep Breath - &quot;Unseen&quot;'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-116216249706986313</id><published>2006-10-29T14:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T08:46:51.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend at the Grand Canyon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/CIMG0349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/400/CIMG0349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;We are at the beautiful Grand Canyon for my first look in 10 years with my family. It is a late cool fall afternoon and hardly crowded. I am sitting in my power wheelchair creeping up to the edge of the Grand Canyon where there is a small fence to keep people from falling into the abyss. I am trying to get safely close so that I can see better since a lot of the areas of lookout is inaccessible by wheelchair. I am now looking at the canyon with my family and what is this , a man is squeezing in front of me blocking my view without even excusing himself! Hello, you are blocking a view of someone that was here first and in a wheelchair! What is wrong with people?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, still had a beautiful day at the Grand Canyon. No picture can ever show its beauty, and majesty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-116216249706986313?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/116216249706986313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=116216249706986313&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116216249706986313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116216249706986313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/10/weekend-at-grand-canyon.html' title='Weekend at the Grand Canyon'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-116178180065085588</id><published>2006-10-25T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T08:47:33.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Countdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.TickerFactory.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tickers.TickerFactory.com/ezt/d/4;10712;112/st/20061225/e/christmas/dt/-3/k/c155/event.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-116178180065085588?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/116178180065085588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=116178180065085588&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116178180065085588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116178180065085588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/10/christmas-countdown.html' title='Christmas Countdown'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-116161128957790707</id><published>2006-10-23T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T07:07:32.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mystery (Yugen) - The Poetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/222.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/400/222.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 overgrowth of weeds&lt;br /&gt;                 the fog lures with a whisper&lt;br /&gt;                 beyond the worn fence&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-116161128957790707?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/116161128957790707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=116161128957790707&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116161128957790707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116161128957790707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/10/mystery-yugen-poetry.html' title='Mystery (Yugen) - The Poetry'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-116152313391331226</id><published>2006-10-22T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T06:38:34.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/DSCN0359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/400/DSCN0359.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank my husband of 26 and 3/4 years of loving and taking care of me.  When I was first diagnosed with ALS 2 years ago I only showed a slight limp in my walk.  Now I can hardly eat, nor walk or get myself up from a chair or toliet and cannot move myself in bed.  The nights are hardest for both of us with me waking up every hour asking to be moved to the only 2 positions that I can sleep.  Every night my beloved Husband gets up with every call and adjusts me and covers me up and adjusts the thermostat, since I am either too cold or hot, and gives me a drink.   What a blessing.  He takes care of me all day and runs the household, cooks, and works.   If I didn"t have him I would be in a nursing home with nurses that smell of cigarettes, and I am sure they wouldn't come for ever call I made.  Their would be indifferance and carelessness from some caretakers and this would be a nightmare for me.  You see as I get worse I will become paralyzed by not being able to move, but I can still feel pain and discomfort on my body and my mind will be all intact.  I will not lose any of my mental abilities.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; I am so thankful I have a Husband that will and can take care of me through this awful nightmare we both are dealing with.     Thank you sweetie and I love you more than I can express!   .... suffering is made bearable by feeling your Love!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-116152313391331226?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/116152313391331226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=116152313391331226&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116152313391331226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116152313391331226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/10/love-you.html' title='Love you'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-116096535632256438</id><published>2006-10-15T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T10:19:41.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Pleasures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/631159_puddle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/320/631159_puddle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Smell of the rich earth&lt;br /&gt;in the cool morning air&lt;br /&gt;after a hard rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Check out more haiku at One Deep Breath &lt;a href="http://onedeepbreath.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-116096535632256438?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/116096535632256438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=116096535632256438&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116096535632256438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116096535632256438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/10/simple-pleasures.html' title='Simple Pleasures'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-116074596994878419</id><published>2006-10-13T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T06:30:11.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creepy Advertisements from the Last Century</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/400/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/400/20.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/400/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-116074596994878419?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/116074596994878419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=116074596994878419&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116074596994878419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116074596994878419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/10/creepy-advertisements-from-last.html' title='Creepy Advertisements from the Last Century'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-116041223616467598</id><published>2006-10-09T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T11:56:40.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Countryside Haiku</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/stockxpertcom_id105111_size2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/400/stockxpertcom_id105111_size2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Harvest Moon reflects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over the countryside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winter is not far behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;See other countrysides at "One Deep Breath" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://onedeepbreath.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-116041223616467598?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/116041223616467598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=116041223616467598&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116041223616467598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116041223616467598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/10/countryside-haiku.html' title='Countryside Haiku'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-116032558110983640</id><published>2006-10-08T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T09:39:41.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/sagu1228.small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/400/sagu1228.small.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you see the beautiful Harvest Moon this weekend?  It was so large and bright coming up over the desert Mtns. that it did not look real.  It was breathtaking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-116032558110983640?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/116032558110983640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=116032558110983640&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116032558110983640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116032558110983640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/10/moon.html' title='Moon'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-116027277455096140</id><published>2006-10-07T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T19:06:08.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/22183_82905519.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/400/22183_82905519.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdown to Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Can't Wait?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long 'til Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;78 Days&lt;br /&gt;3 Hours&lt;br /&gt;26 Minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...But who's counting?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-116027277455096140?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/116027277455096140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=116027277455096140&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116027277455096140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/116027277455096140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/10/countdown-to-christmas-cant-wait-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115983166235466054</id><published>2006-10-02T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T11:01:25.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Serenity (Books) - The Poetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/stockxpertcom_id105367_size1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/400/stockxpertcom_id105367_size1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Words onto pages&lt;br /&gt;until you have created&lt;br /&gt;stories of wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115983166235466054?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115983166235466054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115983166235466054&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115983166235466054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115983166235466054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/10/sweet-serenity-books-poetry.html' title='Sweet Serenity (Books) - The Poetry'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115979807208295054</id><published>2006-10-02T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T07:07:52.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghost of Past</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/278018_haunted_house_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/400/278018_haunted_house_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left Denver for Las Vegas 6 years ago  and built a new life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now terminally ill and live in a city with inadequate medical care, and isolated from my family.&lt;br /&gt;Except for my Aunt and my brother - the rest of my family is scattered emotionally if not physically from me . And each year, the realization has sunk in a bit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something I must let go, so that what I want doesn't tarnish what I have. It was incredibly unrealistic and selfish of me to think that the old life would wait for me. That time hadn't marched on everywhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115979807208295054?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115979807208295054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115979807208295054&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115979807208295054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115979807208295054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/10/ghost-of-past.html' title='Ghost of Past'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115964643314492135</id><published>2006-09-30T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T15:03:11.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/cid_AC290EF2-D302-41E9-AD3F-3B5FC71.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/th_cid_AC290EF2-D302-41E9-AD3F-3B5FC71.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115964643314492135?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115964643314492135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115964643314492135&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115964643314492135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115964643314492135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/09/funny_30.html' title='Funny'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115962482111723175</id><published>2006-09-30T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T07:04:51.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Queen for the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/CIMG0260.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/320/CIMG0260.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/CIMG0265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/320/CIMG0265.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all of the Birthday Greeting!   I had a nice birthday and was treated like a Queen.  We left early for brunch at the new Wynn Casino on the strip, then after a half an hour of trying to get me onto the toliet to pee, we went to the Fashion Show Mall on the strip.  Watched a fashion show and window shopped, since it is so hard to get my big wheelchair into these stores.  I met a Man named Avi that was in a wheelchair.   He approached me because I have a Kick ALS sticker on the back of my wheelchair and told me that he has ALS too.   I asked for his e mail address and he is quite a go getter.  He has started a foundation to help find a cure.  You can watch a video of him on the web site.  He was traveling with a beautiful woman companion that he said was a friend.  They were visiting Vegas for a couple of days.  Look up his web site.  akremer@prize4life.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a new portable scanner to use on my computer so I can put my old photos onto my photo program.  I received  books, videos, flowers and a lovely white cake.   It was a nice day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115962482111723175?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115962482111723175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115962482111723175&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115962482111723175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115962482111723175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/09/queen-for-day.html' title='Queen for the Day'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115923153380042599</id><published>2006-09-25T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T15:32:28.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed to have another year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/HelenandJohnatMt.Yale.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/320/HelenandJohnatMt.Yale.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/Helen_s40thBirthday.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/320/Helen_s40thBirthday.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I have survived another year with ALS and my birthday is Friday. I was reflecting on my past wonderful birthdays I have had in my 53 years. I remember the year I came home after working out in a aerobics class and walked into my home filled with family and friends for a surprise party. I remember on my 40th birthday, I came down in the morning to 40 Roses and 40 Balloons. I remember when I was young it was always the day that I could pick what I wanted to eat for dinner ,spaghetti and meatballs Yummy! One Birthday when we were living in Colorado my husband and I went on a beautiful drive over Trail Ridge to see the Autumn colors and what a glorious day it was with clear blue skies, crisp air. One year I climbed the largest 14,000ft Mountain in Colorado on my birthday and it snowed on us coming down. The beauty of that day is forever imprinted into my mind. I have been so blessed to have a family that Loves me and has given me such Joy in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115923153380042599?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115923153380042599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115923153380042599&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115923153380042599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115923153380042599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/09/blessed-to-have-another-year.html' title='Blessed to have another year'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115920125845074251</id><published>2006-09-25T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T11:55:24.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Deep Breath- Windows &amp; Doorways</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/189189008_e322244db3_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/320/189189008_e322244db3_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Life ever changing&lt;br /&gt;glimpses of my surroundings&lt;br /&gt;through small squares of light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;See other haiku&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://onedeepbreath.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115920125845074251?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115920125845074251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115920125845074251&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115920125845074251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115920125845074251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/09/one-deep-breath-windows-doorways.html' title='One Deep Breath- Windows &amp; Doorways'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115901883196724001</id><published>2006-09-23T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T07:10:12.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be thankful for each day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/318.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/320/318.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been 2 years ago this week I found out that I have ALS.  When I found out I was in Houston, Tx Medical Center scheduled for surgery on the 22nd of September for peripheral nerve palsy. This was a diagnosis because of me dragging my right foot.  I was going to have a very famous surgeon do a procedure to repair the nerve.   The day before surgery I had all of the pre-ob  appts. such as EKG, blood work etc. After a full morning of tests my husband and I had a break for a nice lunch and then one  more appt.  for a EMG to find where the nerve was damaged.  This was my last appt. at 2:00 and then to the Drs office for the final review before  surgery..   I had no idea that the Dr appt  would turn my world upside down forever.   When the Dr. came in to talk with me he wouldn't look at me and he looked upset.  He told me that he had been on the phone with Drs all afternoon regarding my EMG results and that it showed I have ALS and he could not do surgery.  I felt this is a joke right?  I started to cry and felt I was in a dream.  I had only heard of ALS these last few months and knew it was a fatal disease. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; When I received this diagnosis, 2 years ago, I was only tripping on my right foot and still an independent working Mom and Grandmother. It has been the roughest 2 years of my life.   Now I am in a wheelchair full time, can barely talk or eat.  I cannot use my right hand anymore, cannot drive a car,write my name, move myself in bed, bath, and the lists goes on and on.  Each loss is devastating.  I can still use a computer with one weak left hand. I am thankful that I have had 2 years more of my life to watch my Grandchildren grow, to be able to see Alaska again and I can still see a Sunrise and Sunset. I am forever hopeful that there one day will be a cure for his devastating disease.       Be thankful for every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was quote was in my email from my daughter.&lt;br /&gt;In the confrontation between the river and the rock, the river always wins, not through strength, but by perserverance... Never give up! &lt;br /&gt;- Anonymous&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115901883196724001?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115901883196724001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115901883196724001&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115901883196724001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115901883196724001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/09/be-thankful-for-each-day.html' title='Be thankful for each day!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115885419594232661</id><published>2006-09-21T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T08:56:35.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessing for the day</title><content type='html'>Lord make me an instrument of your peace.&lt;br /&gt;Where there is hatred, let me sow love.&lt;br /&gt;Where there is injury, pardon&lt;br /&gt;Where there is doubt, faith.&lt;br /&gt;Where there is despair, hope.&lt;br /&gt;Where there is darkness, light,&lt;br /&gt;and where there is sadness, joy." &lt;br /&gt;~ St. Francis of Assisi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115885419594232661?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115885419594232661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115885419594232661&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115885419594232661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115885419594232661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/09/blessing-for-day_21.html' title='Blessing for the day'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115854719093756675</id><published>2006-09-17T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T20:11:20.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Delicious Autumn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/711.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/320/711.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vibrant colors &lt;br /&gt;greet me along the worn path&lt;br /&gt;walking in the Mist&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115854719093756675?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115854719093756675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115854719093756675&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115854719093756675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115854719093756675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/09/delicious-autumn.html' title='Delicious Autumn'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115820188715856291</id><published>2006-09-13T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T08:23:23.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check it out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/camels_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/400/camels_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is a picture taken of camels in the desert. It is considered one of the best pictures of the year (2005). Look closely, the camels are the little white lines in the picture. The black you see is just the shadows!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115820188715856291?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115820188715856291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115820188715856291&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115820188715856291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115820188715856291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/09/check-it-out.html' title='Check it out!'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115820088105002499</id><published>2006-09-13T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T19:53:31.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry Thursday- Favorite Poem</title><content type='html'>Blizzards were blowing everywhere &lt;br /&gt;Throughout the land. &lt;br /&gt;A candle burned upon the table, &lt;br /&gt;A candle burned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As midgets in the summer fly &lt;br /&gt;Towards a flame, &lt;br /&gt;The snowflakes from the yard swarmed to &lt;br /&gt;The window pane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, on the glass, bright snowy rings &lt;br /&gt;And arrows formed. &lt;br /&gt;A candle burned upon the table, &lt;br /&gt;A candle burned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the white illumined ceiling &lt;br /&gt;Shadow were cast, &lt;br /&gt;As arms and legs and destinies &lt;br /&gt;Fatefully crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two slippers fell on to the floor &lt;br /&gt;With a light sound, &lt;br /&gt;And waxen tears dripped from the candle  &lt;br /&gt;On to a gown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No object in the misty whiteness &lt;br /&gt;Could be discerned. &lt;br /&gt;A candle burned upon the table, &lt;br /&gt;A candle burned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mild draught coming from the corner &lt;br /&gt;Blew on the candle, &lt;br /&gt;Seduction's heat raised two wings crosswise &lt;br /&gt;As might an angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It snowed and snowed that February &lt;br /&gt;All through the land. &lt;br /&gt;A candle burned upon the table, &lt;br /&gt;A candle burned. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Boris Pasternak 1942&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115820088105002499?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115820088105002499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115820088105002499&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115820088105002499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115820088105002499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/09/poetry-thursday-favorite-poem.html' title='Poetry Thursday- Favorite Poem'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115793876166267323</id><published>2006-09-10T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T08:00:04.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Deep Breath "Emotion" Tanka</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;In a desert parched&lt;br /&gt;I'm not dried out at this time&lt;br /&gt;Sit still and listen&lt;br /&gt;In time I will hear answers&lt;br /&gt;what to seek and where to yield&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tanka are written in a 5-7-5-7-7 syllable structure (or short, long, short, long, long) and include a "pivotal image", cotemplation and emotion. They are also more lyrical and literary than haiku. Like haiku they are simple and often reflect nature. Check out the links below to learn more about tanka - the oldest form of Japanese poetry from which haiku originated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115793876166267323?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115793876166267323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115793876166267323&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115793876166267323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115793876166267323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/09/one-deep-breath-emotion-tanka.html' title='One Deep Breath &quot;Emotion&quot; Tanka'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115790474087797097</id><published>2006-09-10T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T13:08:56.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/430353_candle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/320/430353_candle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is better to light a candle than curse the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;Eleanor Roosevelt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115790474087797097?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115790474087797097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115790474087797097&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115790474087797097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115790474087797097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/09/quote.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115781146014441485</id><published>2006-09-09T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T07:37:05.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silver Lined Clouds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/stockxpertcom_id205915_size1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/320/stockxpertcom_id205915_size1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nighttime&lt;br /&gt;I see your face in the stars&lt;br /&gt;I feel your gentleness&lt;br /&gt;with the swaying of the leaves&lt;br /&gt;It's nighttime&lt;br /&gt;cold and dark&lt;br /&gt;but the moon warms my heart&lt;br /&gt;with the thought that we will&lt;br /&gt;be together again soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Susan Schutz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I got  up for awhile and I looked through the high window I have in our Living Room and I saw Silverlined clouds from the full Moon.  Unbelievably beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115781146014441485?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115781146014441485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115781146014441485&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115781146014441485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115781146014441485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/09/silver-lined-clouds.html' title='Silver Lined Clouds'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115780549753163130</id><published>2006-09-09T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T05:55:11.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Control</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/stockxpertcom_id334719_size1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/320/stockxpertcom_id334719_size1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been always in control of situations in  my life until this disease,  When I gained weight I was in control to lose it and when I was sick with bad allergies I could control my environment and take medicine to help me feel better.  I took control of a bad situation for my 2 young children and myself with a bad early marriage and went to school to be able to support my young family and get out of the marriage.  I took control of taking care of my parents during their illnesses.  I took control of the situation when my 3 year old niece was kidnapped out of her own home and was able to get help to find her after 2 weeks of terror.  Now that I have found out I have ALS everything is out of control.  I have to remember that none of us are ever really in control that wih one situation our whole lives can change.  Only God is in control and I have to let go and trust.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115780549753163130?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115780549753163130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115780549753163130&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115780549753163130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115780549753163130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/09/control.html' title='Control'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115771766627150521</id><published>2006-09-08T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T07:09:18.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Drafts</title><content type='html'>Yourself: Sick&lt;br /&gt;Your partner: Caretaker&lt;br /&gt;Your hair: blonde&lt;br /&gt;Your Mother: well-intentioned&lt;br /&gt;Your Father: Funny&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite Item: computer&lt;br /&gt;Your dream last night:scary&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite Drink: water&lt;br /&gt;Your Dream Home: handicapped&lt;br /&gt;The Room You Are In: beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Your fear: alone&lt;br /&gt;Where you Want to be in Ten Years?: home&lt;br /&gt;Who you hung out with last night: Grandkids&lt;br /&gt;What You're Not: healthy&lt;br /&gt;Your Best Friend: daughter&lt;br /&gt;One of Your Wish List Items: walk again&lt;br /&gt;Your Gender: female&lt;br /&gt;The Last Thing You Did: posted&lt;br /&gt;What You Are Wearing: PJ's&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite weather: Fall&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite Book?:Bible&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you ate?: applesauce&lt;br /&gt;Your Life: Stressful&lt;br /&gt;Your mood: calm&lt;br /&gt;The last person you talked to on the phone: Michelle&lt;br /&gt;Who are you thinking about right now?: No one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115771766627150521?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115771766627150521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115771766627150521&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115771766627150521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115771766627150521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/09/first-drafts.html' title='First Drafts'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115763539283529382</id><published>2006-09-07T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T06:45:01.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/23603_69784829.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/400/23603_69784829.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beep...Beep...Beep in my head and I was dreaming what is this noise.  I woke up and realized Dang..the smoke alarm is beeping, the battery must be gone and it is in the middle of the night.  Now we have 12 foot ceilings and it isn't going to be easy to fix this.  My husband wants to ignore it but he can sleep through anything, my older son wakes up with the sound and proceeds to get the tallest ladder out of the garage and puts a new battery in and the beeping stops.  Ever wonder why do these smoke alarm batteries go off in the night?.  In all of the years having homes with these type of  alarms that are attached to the wiring in the house,  when the battery goes dead , it is in the middle of the night and you hear beep.. beep.. which is so loud in the stillness of the night. I remember a couple of years ago, before I was stricken with ALS, I was alone in our home and my husband was away on business.  Beep...Beep... in the middle of the night, 2:00 a.m. precisely, and I found it was the alarm in the highest part of the house in the kitchen entry. It was so loud and I knew I wasn't going to sleep until I fixed it.   We had no ladder at the time to reach it so I am in my PJ's hanging over the top of the kitchen cabinet trying to get the cover off to replace the battery.  After some scary moments and good balancing I fixed it and afterward I thought , I could have fallen and hurt myself and no one would have known until hours later.  So when my husband got home he changed all the batteries because if one goes they all start to go at the same time.  I guess this is why we are suppose to check the batteries on daylight savings time.  Otherwise in the middle of the night we will hear beep....beep...beep.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115763539283529382?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115763539283529382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115763539283529382&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115763539283529382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115763539283529382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/09/beep.html' title='Beep'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115759140768583238</id><published>2006-09-06T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T18:30:18.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry Thursday - Blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/stockxpertcom_id71393_size1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/200/stockxpertcom_id71393_size1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue Moon&lt;br /&gt;You saw me standing alone&lt;br /&gt;Without a dream in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Without a love of my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue Moon&lt;br /&gt;You know just what I was there for&lt;br /&gt;You heard me saying a prayer&lt;br /&gt;for Someone I really could care for&lt;br /&gt;And then there suddenly appeared before me&lt;br /&gt;The only one my arms will hold&lt;br /&gt;I heard somebody whisper please adore me&lt;br /&gt;And when I looked to the Moon it turned to gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue Moon&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm no longer alone&lt;br /&gt;Without a dream in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Without a love of my own&lt;br /&gt;Blue Moon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115759140768583238?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115759140768583238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115759140768583238&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115759140768583238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115759140768583238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/09/poetry-thursday-blue.html' title='Poetry Thursday - Blue'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115742706871710792</id><published>2006-09-04T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T20:41:53.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/294730_morning_solitude.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/320/294730_morning_solitude.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The early morning&lt;br /&gt;So thankful for the silence&lt;br /&gt;My soul is refreshed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115742706871710792?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115742706871710792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115742706871710792&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115742706871710792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115742706871710792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/09/solitude.html' title='Solitude'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115729744562848577</id><published>2006-09-03T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T08:36:34.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sleepsong to my Grandchildren</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/CIMG0193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/320/CIMG0193.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lay down your head &lt;br /&gt;And I'll sing you a lullaby &lt;br /&gt;And I'll sing you to sleep &lt;br /&gt;And I'll sing you tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;Bless you with love &lt;br /&gt;For the road that you go &lt;br /&gt;May you sail fair &lt;br /&gt;To the far fields of fortune &lt;br /&gt;With diamonds and pearls &lt;br /&gt;At your head and your feet &lt;br /&gt;And may you need never &lt;br /&gt;To banish misfortune &lt;br /&gt;May you find kindness &lt;br /&gt;In all that you meet &lt;br /&gt;May there always be angels &lt;br /&gt;To watch over you &lt;br /&gt;To guard you each step of the way &lt;br /&gt;To guard you and keep you &lt;br /&gt;Safe from all harm &lt;br /&gt;And may you bring happiness &lt;br /&gt;And be loved in return &lt;br /&gt;To the end your days &lt;br /&gt;Now fall of to sleep &lt;br /&gt;I'm not meaning to keep you &lt;br /&gt;I'll just sit for awhile &lt;br /&gt;And sing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115729744562848577?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115729744562848577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115729744562848577&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115729744562848577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115729744562848577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/09/sleepsong-to-my-grandchildren.html' title='A Sleepsong to my Grandchildren'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115720882868077791</id><published>2006-09-02T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T07:56:09.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strength</title><content type='html'>You gain strength, courage, and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You are able to say to yourself, "I have lived through this horror. I can take the next thing that comes along." . . . You must do the thing you think you cannot do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Eleanor Roosevelt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115720882868077791?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115720882868077791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115720882868077791&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115720882868077791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115720882868077791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/09/strength.html' title='Strength'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115711776617650972</id><published>2006-09-01T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T06:51:42.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/stockxpertcom_id322335_size2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/200/stockxpertcom_id322335_size2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling Blue this morning.  I love the early mornings and now that I am unable to bath or dress myself I arise early and sit by myself and wait for the others to wake up.. so I was bored and looked up the word Blue in wikipedia and it said:&lt;br /&gt;A clear sky on a sunny day appears blue because of Rayleigh scattering of the light from the Sun.&lt;br /&gt;Large quantities of water appear blue because red light around 750 nm is absorbed as an overtone of the O-H stretching vibration.   I feel thankful now I can still see the color blue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115711776617650972?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115711776617650972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115711776617650972&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115711776617650972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115711776617650972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/09/feeling-blue.html' title='Feeling Blue'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115690084885714526</id><published>2006-08-29T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T07:01:42.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faces of humanity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/images.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/400/images.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such devastation&lt;br /&gt;suddenly our lives are changed&lt;br /&gt;by rising waters&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115690084885714526?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115690084885714526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115690084885714526&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115690084885714526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115690084885714526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/08/faces-of-humanity.html' title='Faces of humanity'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115668522228719422</id><published>2006-08-27T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T08:35:24.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/stockxpertcom_id277150_size2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/200/stockxpertcom_id277150_size2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is History&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a Mystery&lt;br /&gt;Today is a Gift that is why they call it the Present&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115668522228719422?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115668522228719422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115668522228719422&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115668522228719422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115668522228719422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/08/yesterday-is-history-tomorrow-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115662598848160416</id><published>2006-08-26T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T13:59:48.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Books</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/361098_book_bible.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/400/361098_book_bible.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to read them, smell them, look at them. What a joy they give me in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115662598848160416?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115662598848160416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115662598848160416&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115662598848160416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115662598848160416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/08/love-books.html' title='Love Books'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115645696870035428</id><published>2006-08-24T14:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T20:17:39.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought for the Day</title><content type='html'>Women were born to create… in creating she becomes herself, accomplishes her destiny.   Her whole life is only an initiation into creative power. To create is not merely to produce a work… it is to give out ones own individuality&lt;br /&gt;Jeanne De Vietinghoff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115645696870035428?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115645696870035428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115645696870035428&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115645696870035428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115645696870035428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/08/thought-for-day_24.html' title='Thought for the Day'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115645545792128891</id><published>2006-08-24T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T14:40:37.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Good Advice</title><content type='html'>* Accept that some days you're the pigeon, and some days you're the statue. &lt;br /&gt;* Always keep your words soft and sweet, just in case you have to eat them. &lt;br /&gt;* Drive carefully. It's not only cars that can be recalled by their Maker. &lt;br /&gt;* If you lend someone $20 and never see that person again, it was &lt;br /&gt;  probably worth it. &lt;br /&gt;* Never put both feet in your mouth at the same time, because then you &lt;br /&gt;   won't have a leg to stand on. &lt;br /&gt;* Nobody cares if you can't dance well. Just get up and dance. &lt;br /&gt;* Since it's the early worm that gets eaten by the bird, sleep late. &lt;br /&gt;* When everything's coming your way, you're in the wrong lane. &lt;br /&gt;* Birthdays are good for you. The more you have, the longer you live. &lt;br /&gt;* You may be only one person in the world, but you may also be the world &lt;br /&gt;   to one person. &lt;br /&gt;* We could learn a lot from crayons. Some are sharp, some are pretty and &lt;br /&gt;   some are dull, Some have weird names , and all are different colors, but &lt;br /&gt;   they all have to live in the same box. &lt;br /&gt;* A truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115645545792128891?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115645545792128891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115645545792128891&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115645545792128891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115645545792128891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/08/some-good-advice.html' title='Some Good Advice'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115642928864069609</id><published>2006-08-24T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T07:26:32.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/images-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/400/images-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It official Pluto is not a planet anymore!  The Scientists have offically said that it  is automatically disqualified because its oblong orbit overlaps with Neptune’s. It is classified as a dwarf Planet. Bummer :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115642928864069609?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115642928864069609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115642928864069609&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115642928864069609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115642928864069609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/08/it-official-pluto-is-not-planet.html' title=''/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115634046572576612</id><published>2006-08-23T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T08:16:38.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crestone Peak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/CrestonesJuly06092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/320/CrestonesJuly06092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to climb 14,000 ft. mountains before I was stricken with this awful disease (ALS). My Brother John still climbs them and took this amazing picture on top of Crestone Peak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115634046572576612?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115634046572576612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115634046572576612&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115634046572576612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115634046572576612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/08/crestone-peak.html' title='Crestone Peak'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115633962880133893</id><published>2006-08-23T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T09:01:29.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry Thursday- "Time"</title><content type='html'>Ecclesiastes 3:1-8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every thing there is a season,&lt;br /&gt;and a time to every purpose under the heaven:&lt;br /&gt;A time to be born, a time to die;&lt;br /&gt;a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;&lt;br /&gt;A time to kill, and a time to heal;&lt;br /&gt;a time to break down, and a time to build up;&lt;br /&gt;A time to weep, and a time to laugh;&lt;br /&gt;a time to mourn, and a time to dance;&lt;br /&gt;A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;&lt;br /&gt;a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;&lt;br /&gt;A time to get, and a time to lose;&lt;br /&gt;a time to keep, and a time to cast away;&lt;br /&gt;A time to rend, and a time to sew;&lt;br /&gt;a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;&lt;br /&gt;A time to love, and a time to hate;&lt;br /&gt;A time of war, and a time of peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115633962880133893?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115633962880133893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115633962880133893&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115633962880133893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115633962880133893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/08/poetry-thursday-time.html' title='Poetry Thursday- &quot;Time&quot;'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115621397040734446</id><published>2006-08-21T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T06:26:43.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Deep Breath- "The Sound of Music"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/568113_red_rocks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/320/568113_red_rocks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the stars&lt;br /&gt;the concert in the red rocks&lt;br /&gt;sounds somehow sweeter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115621397040734446?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115621397040734446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115621397040734446&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115621397040734446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115621397040734446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/08/one-deep-breath-sound-of-music.html' title='One Deep Breath- &quot;The Sound of Music&quot;'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115611712014679286</id><published>2006-08-20T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T06:28:03.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaning of a Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever have a dream that really sticks with you because it was so real to you, well I had a strange one last night. I have a Aunt Ruth that is like a special sister to me.. She has always been there for me and we have gone through alot together in our lifes. She lives in the Mtns of Colorado at 9500 ft in a home that her and her husband built 30 yrs ago and is a familier memory for our family of Birthday parties, New Years Eve Parties etc. The home is located on the side of the Mtn looking East with a million dollar view of the Mtns valleys and Colorado Plains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream starts out with my family up at the house for some gathering and it is almost evening. I look out the side door overlooking their property where I see 2 wolves running across the woods. I yell for everyone to come see and turn around and the wolfs are on the deck looking at me through the door. This startles me and I turn around to run and fall down the stairs into their lower level yelling to my Aunt Ruth I'm falling! This was such a real dream that I really thought I saw some wolves and was falling into a void. What does this dream mean? I am going through so many losses now almost daily and maybe it means that I am running from the things that I fear and seek refuge at a familiar place that means Love and Security.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115611712014679286?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115611712014679286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115611712014679286&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115611712014679286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115611712014679286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/08/meaning-of-dream.html' title='Meaning of a Dream'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115608096251488278</id><published>2006-08-20T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T06:40:30.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/storm7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/320/storm7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sure by now, God You would have reached down &lt;br /&gt;and wiped our tears away, &lt;br /&gt;stepped in and saved the day. &lt;br /&gt;But once again, I say amen &lt;br /&gt;and it's still raining &lt;br /&gt;as the thunder rolls &lt;br /&gt;I barely hear You whisper through the rain, &lt;br /&gt;"I'm with you"&lt;br /&gt;and as Your mercy falls &lt;br /&gt;I raise my hands and praise &lt;br /&gt;the God who gives and takes away. &lt;br /&gt;And I'll praise you in this storm &lt;br /&gt;and I will lift my hands &lt;br /&gt;for You are who You are &lt;br /&gt;no matter where I am &lt;br /&gt;and every tear I've cried &lt;br /&gt;You hold in your hand &lt;br /&gt;You never left my side &lt;br /&gt;and though my heart is torn &lt;br /&gt;I will praise You in this storm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I stumbled in the wind &lt;br /&gt;You heard my cry to You&lt;br /&gt;and raised me up again &lt;br /&gt;my strength is almost gone how can I carry on &lt;br /&gt;if I can't find You &lt;br /&gt;and as the thunder rolls &lt;br /&gt;I barely hear You whisper through the rain &lt;br /&gt;"I'm with you"&lt;br /&gt;and as Your mercy falls &lt;br /&gt;I raise my hands and praise &lt;br /&gt;the God who gives and takes away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Mark Hall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115608096251488278?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115608096251488278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115608096251488278&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115608096251488278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115608096251488278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/08/storm.html' title='The Storm'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115596151286690201</id><published>2006-08-18T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T09:33:08.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nurturing</title><content type='html'>Nurturing my Soul,Mind,Body, and Spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurture Soul by Prayer and Reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurture Soul by Exercise and Eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurture Soul by Writing, Painting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115596151286690201?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115596151286690201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115596151286690201&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115596151286690201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115596151286690201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/08/nurturing.html' title='Nurturing'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115596021870307656</id><published>2006-08-18T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T09:41:31.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sunset Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/CIMG0050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/320/CIMG0050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sun went behind the Mountains, peak above peak, red and flamed against a blue sky.&lt;br /&gt;Isabella Bird&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115596021870307656?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115596021870307656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115596021870307656&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115596021870307656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115596021870307656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/08/sunset-poem.html' title='A Sunset Poem'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115595925577791484</id><published>2006-08-18T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T20:47:35.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/CIMG0190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/320/CIMG0190.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the clouds behind the rain, there are a thousand Rainbows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115595925577791484?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115595925577791484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115595925577791484&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115595925577791484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115595925577791484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/08/rainbows.html' title='Rainbows'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115573220378011397</id><published>2006-08-16T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T12:03:06.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Need Sleep</title><content type='html'>ZZzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;My husband is wondering why I want to get up at 4:30am ( even though our whole married life I have gotten up then ) because he now has to help me out of bed. I was trying to get back to sleep but I cannot move anything except my hands,toes and mouth, I am laying on a bed that is turned on its wrong side to help me have a harder bed and my back is killing me, ( the bed is only 1 yr old too), I am lying on a wrong pillow that is flat (how that happened I don't know) The pillow is wet from my drooling since I can't move my head and I have a ear plug that was in my ear, stuck in my hair and now I am hearing my husband snoring.................... and he is wondering why I want to get up at 4:30a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though my husband of 26 years now has to take care of me full time and work and take care of the house. He gets up with me every time at night ,which can be every hour at night, and never complains. Just wish we both could get a good night rest!! ZZZZzzzzzzz.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115573220378011397?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115573220378011397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115573220378011397&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115573220378011397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115573220378011397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/08/we-need-sleep.html' title='We Need Sleep'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115552622250441449</id><published>2006-08-13T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T12:04:39.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beautiful Day</title><content type='html'>Whew!&lt;br /&gt;What a strange Sunday. Woke up feeling good for the 1st time in a week (I have ALS) and decided to go to Church. It was a Beautiful clear warm day and the service was uplifting with good music and a good sermon. J and I went to a lovely lunch where everything was cooked perfect and tasted wonderful and then J gets a phone call from Son In Law and everything goes crazy. Our daughter is in the emergency room for a weird ichy rash all over her body and they are treating her with Benadrl by IV "Can we come get the Grandkids". Of course, we rush to get the hungry, and bored, Grandchildren and off to our friendly KFC for them to have something to eat. Now I have been in my wheelchair since 9:00am and it is now 1:00 and I haven't gone pee yet because it is so hard to get into bathrooms for me,so as we pull up to the drive thru J's stomach starts to cramp and he needs to get home fast. We get the meals and rush home. I need help getting out of the car, the kids are hungry and it is Hot, I have to pee which I can't do without J's assistance and J needs to get to the bathroom now. Yikes!!!!! What a nightmare after having such a nice morning. All worked out though, and my daughter came home drugged and the kids are swimming all afternoon, so the day turned out nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115552622250441449?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115552622250441449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115552622250441449&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115552622250441449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115552622250441449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/08/beautiful-day.html' title='A Beautiful Day'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32632071.post-115542322329347254</id><published>2006-08-12T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T12:05:47.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alaska</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/1600/DSCN0188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6323/3569/320/DSCN0188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32632071-115542322329347254?l=hsatt1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/feeds/115542322329347254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32632071&amp;postID=115542322329347254&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115542322329347254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32632071/posts/default/115542322329347254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hsatt1.blogspot.com/2006/08/alaska_12.html' title='Alaska'/><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07815553702716450707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c336/warriorwife/535541_yellow_rose_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
