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Heart Loves. Heart Hurts.
Heart Shares. Heart Shines.
Heart Shatters. Heart Mends.

Created with #AI @NightCafe
This day, 5.31.2017. (6) Six Years Ago, I was in surgery for lung cancer. And all was removed. Including the lower right lobe ….
I’m grateful & thankful for the surgeon who took the time to test every little bit before saying it was all gone according to the spot test at the time.
NO chemo was needed.
NO radiation was needed.
I’ve stayed ‘Cancer Free’ for the 5 years since….
Today is just another. Very Grateful Day. Marking another year. ❤️🌹❤️ …. Just wanted to share….
Today . the 26th of April . my daddy would be 98 years old. But we remember instead with thoughts, love and laughter.
This POEM, is such a true representation of a small part of who he was and how we loved him. Mother and I miss him everyday.
DADDYS PLAYGROUND
An old green colored shed tops a makeshift work area
That once was a housing unit for my brothers’ cage of birds
Snakes and such.
Now it is filled with various sized bolts;
Some of which even the same size maybe totally different
For the need…
The aged fingers reach for yet another.
The area is covered with wheels, handles and motors.
The smell of gas and oil is sometimes nauseating.
But from sun-up to sun-down…with a few short breaks in-between
We can always find
Daddy
Tinkering with lawnmowers…edger’s
Sharpening blades
Unclogging fuel lines
Replacing wheels
All of which have yet a few good blades to cut
The fingers work tediously long hours
While sitting on a stool –
Comprised of an old bucket with a board on top
Finished product…
A labor of love and frustration thrown in
Here and there
They’re wheeled out to the road, curb side
With a sign – for sale –
And the waiting begins.
But the ages fingers reach for yet another to conquer
With his loyal companion at his feet,
His dog sable
Daddy begins the task that will yet continue
To fulfill his hours under the old green colored
Shed searching fingers reaching to find the
Right tools and bolts to
Sharpen blades
Unclog fuel lines
Replace wheels
Sitting on the short stool …. The bucket and board.
Until the setting sun brings a dinner call from Mother
We know where we can find daddy
In his playground
With wheels and blades of steel.

This represents, Daddy, Mother and myself… the three of us. When daddy left. We miss Daddy Everyday.
Mother -What a JOY
My Mother got so tickled… then I did…
WE … Don’t remember what it was about! BUT,
They say…
#LaughterIsTheBestMedicine . Here it was .
Right … We Laughed . so hard … we . almost …
You know the rest!
April 5th • Her Birthday
#ImBlessed




If it’s not too much to ask, I’d really like an honest opinion.
About Web Sights
Yes I know I’m here on WordPress .. but what other might you use for other venues?
Blogger? GoDaddy? I’m not even sure of what all is out here. Or do you put all your eggs into one basket … here (or elsewhere).
I’m torn, because of cost, but I have so many poems that I’d really like to showcase, as there is a book with a title in the library of congress with Copyright… but I’ll probably never get it fully proofed as it should, so one or two at a time will work.
Creative ART & my Hand-Painted glass. Yes, I guess I’ve had my hands in a few things throughout the years with so many interruptions… I just need to try and focus on one or two and show what I’m capable of!
That’s why my question.
And with WordPress… It’s a pain sometimes, trying as now to compose and it keeps moving words into other parts as it pleases! I also like the poetry to be displayed as I wrote them.. NOT everything is up and down left to right ..and I want it to be shown as I wrote them and intended for them to be. AND different fonts are always a way of expression with me.
I do hope that someone will read, understand this and help me out. My time is precious as I’m a caregiver of my Mother who will be 95 in April. So my time, is when I can I want to grab an easy place to Hang My Hat!
Thank You for your time.
Having a difficult time trying to figure out and design another ‘site’ for my art creations and my ‘stuff’.
Apophysis, Digital, Fractal art designs that are incredibly fun and fascinating. Along with a few other applications derived from the same premise. design with fractals… Some I’ve tried and way beyond my mind with so many other things that arose, my mind was not into it… but a couple are indeed worth trying.
And NOW, there has come the AI creations, that Ifind so intriguing and unique, but sometimes my mind goes into dump mode and there’s nothing there with the visual that so many have. BUT I have created some that I’m thrilled with.
So WHERE do I go and what do I do? STAY here or go to another(s) sight?
My Poetry, I also have listed at BLOGGER, one of the book parts that I’ve sat on for many years. I Really Need to start showcasing them again!
AND least but not forgotten, is the hand painted glass that I cannot do at the moment, but I would like to share what I created and the pieces I still have within my arsenal!
HELP!.. Now there are three parts to my book of poetry, and think best to separate out.
The designs of fractal creations … so many sections!
My glass .just one sight will do!
Helpful suggestion are so welcome!
Daddy’s Story Through My Eyes
It has been quite some time since I’ve put anything on ‘paper’ but I’m going to give this a try, once again.
So much has changed in these last few years, where to begin.
My DADDY began having issues and neither Mother nor myself recognized what was happening, after all he was up in years! So no need to worry, right? Wrong. Daddy was in the stages of Alzheimer’s. The later stage I guess you’d call it. That began in 2013 when we really noticed, but little did we know it has been approaching for some time.
The SIGNS of this horrible disease, was and still is too little. The signs were there, if only we had known. Times when Mother would have to remember ow they drove to a place so she could help daddy get them back out. That was a sign. But just old age… NOT. It was a subtle sign. Ignored. Not knowing how to write a check or making sure the numbers were correct. I remember vividly one afternoon. Daddy always cut his yard and mine (I live across the street) and loved doing it, as it kept him active & as a young man and Daddy, he had done ‘a many a one’ to help support his family, so he knew how to cut yards & keep them up etc. This one day, I called mom and asked he if Daddy felt OK… why she asked… because he’s cutting the yard (backyard which is very small) all wrong. He’s cutting & throwing the grass into the flower beds that has just been mulched. She say, no… not that she knew of, so we both just figured it was an ‘Off’ day, once again, due to ‘age’. That’s when we began paying a little more and closer attention to the actions and saw that something was definitely wrong. Perhaps he had cancer again, or his heart needed attention again.
In Apr.il of 2013 we tricked daddy going for a ride and took him to the ER
….Back to writing this ….
That was the beginning of a discovery we knew nothing about and still there is little known things to alert the loved ones.
What’s ahead is devastating. For everyone, including the loved one your watching go down hill with no way to stop it, no way to tell them and understand that you’ll be there for them and you’ll love them forever and always.
Alzheimer’s Disease……
DADDY. Back to our story of Daddy….
WELL, I suppose this will have to wait until another time .yet again. but for now, perhaps someone, if only me will read and understand the trial and tribulations that have occurred over the last several years .. and that does not begin to touch the surface of my mother and I dealing with that and the other issues that tagged along and others that arose!
So until another post.another day. stay well.

Two Girl Friends
We spent the lunch time this afternoon
22 years later from my previous post. { February 7th }
when we were a bit younger….
I did not write this but view some of the opinions – I saw this on FB
via Uncle Sam’s Misguided Children
This Reporter has (((NAILED IT))) This should go VIRAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
BEST SUMMATION OF BARACK AND MICHELLE EVER! Mychal Massie is a respected writer and talk show host in Los Angeles. The other evening on my twitter, a person asked me why I didn’t like the Obama’s? Specifically I was asked: “I have to ask, why do you hate the Obama’s? It seems personal, not policy related. You even dissed (disrespect) their Christmas family picture.”
The truth is I do not like the Obamas, what they represent, their ideology, and I certainly do not like his policies and legislation. I’ve made no secret of my contempt for the Obamas. As I responded to the person who asked me the aforementioned question, I don’t like them because they are committed to the fundamental change of my/our country into what can only be regarded as a Communist state.
I don’t hate them per definition, but I condemn them because they are the worst kind of racialists, they are elitist Leninists with contempt for traditional America. They display disrespect for the sanctity of the office he holds, and for those who are willing to admit same, Michelle Obama‘s raw contempt for white America is transpicuous. I don’t like them because they comport themselves as emperor and empress.
I expect, no I demand respect, for the Office of President and a love of our country and her citizenry from the leader entrusted with the governance of same. President and Mrs. Reagan displayed an unparalleled love for the country and her people.
The Reagan’s made Americans feel good about themselves and about what we could accomplish. Obama’s arrogance by appointing 32 leftist czars and constantly bypassing congress is impeachable. Eric Holder is probably the MOST incompetent and arrogant DOJ head to ever hold the job. Could you envision President Reagan instructing his Justice Department to act like jack-booted thugs? Presidents are politicians and all politicians are known and pretty much expected to manipulate the truth, if not outright lie, but even using that low standard, the Obama’s have taken lies, dishonesty, deceit, mendacity, subterfuge and obfuscation to new depths. They are verbally abusive to the citizenry, and they display an animus for civility. I do not like them, because they both display bigotry overtly, as in the case of Harvard Professor Louis Gates, when he accused the Cambridge Police of acting stupidly, and her code speak pursuant to not being able to be proud of America. I view that statement and that mindset as an insult to those who died to provide a country where a Kenyan, his illegal alien relatives, and his alleged progeny, could come and not only live freely, but rise to the highest, most powerful, position in the world.
Michelle Obama is free to hate and disparage whites because Americans of every description paid with their blood to ensure her right to do same. I have a saying, that “the only reason a person hides things, is because they have something to hide.” No president in history has spent millions of dollars to keep his records and his past sealed. And what the two of them have shared has been proved to be lies. He lied about when and how they met, he lied about his mother’s death and problems with insurance, Michelle lied to a crowd pursuant to nearly $500,000 bank stocks they inherited from his family. He has lied about his father’s military service, about the civil rights movement, ad nausea. He lied to the world about the Supreme Court in a State of the Union address. He berated and publicly insulted a sitting Congressman. He has surrounded himself with the most rabidly, radical, socialist academicians today.
He opposed rulings that protected women and children that even Planned Parenthood did not seek to support. He is openly hostile to business and aggressively hostile to Israel. His wife treats being the First Lady as her personal American Express Black Card (arguably the most prestigious credit card in the world). I condemn them because, as people are suffering, losing their homes, their jobs, their retirements, he and his family are arrogantly showing off their life of entitlement – as he goes about creating and fomenting class warfare. I don’t like them, and I neither apologize nor retreat from my public condemnation of them and of his policies. We should condemn them for the disrespect they show our people, for his willful and unconstitutional actions pursuant to obeying the Constitutional parameters he is bound by, and his willful disregard for Congressional authority. Dislike for them has nothing to do with the color of their skin; it has everything to do with their behavior, attitudes, and policies. And I have open scorn for their constantly playing the race card. It is my intention to do all within my ability to ensure their reign is one term. I could go on, but let me conclude with this. I condemn in the strongest possible terms the media for refusing to investigate them, as they did President Bush and President Clinton, and for refusing to label them for what they truly are. There is no scenario known to man, whereby a white president and his wife could ignore laws, flaunt their position, and lord over the people, as these two are permitted out of fear for their color. As I wrote in a syndicated column titled, “Nero In The White House” – “Never in my life, inside or outside of politics, have I witnessed such dishonesty in a political leader. He is the most mendacious political figure I have ever witnessed. Even by the low standards of his presidential predecessors, his narcissistic, contumacious arrogance is unequalled. Using Obama as the bar, Nero would have to be elevated to sainthood…
Many in America wanted to be proud when the first person of color was elected president, but instead, they have been witness to a congenital liar, a woman who has been ashamed of America her entire life, failed policies, intimidation, and a commonality hitherto not witnessed in political leaders. He and his wife view their life at our expense as an entitlement – while America’s people go homeless, hungry and unemployed.”
** I for one NEVER thought it appropriate for a First Lady to be Sleevless! **

THIS IS IN RESPONSE TO SOMEONE ELSE’S POST ABOUT WHINING….
which Richard Brandson had made on
GOOGLE +
OVER THE PRESIDENTIAL ELECTION ON NOVERMBER 6TH 2012 ELECTION
LAST NIGHT BETWEEN THE REPUBLICAN
AND THE (CURRENT/PAST) NOW AGAIN BARACK OBAMA
November to remember
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Richard Branson 8:22 AM – Public
Four more years to build consensus in America and get the country really moving again on a united front http://virg.in/po
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Fine Furniture Consignment
14185 Beach Blvd.
Jacksonville, FL
**********************
Happened September 25, 2012
**********************
Never have I been talked to so rudely. Because
I was taking pictures !!! Of things I was interested in along with tag that
shows $ & sometimes maker & size … was told they were uncomfortable
with me taking pics of PRICE! Told him that I always did with any other shop /
consignment I went to. (my memory is bad ) especially when one is looking for
several pieces & to see pics when get home one can visualize if it will work
. RIGHT! I TOLD him that I always did …he then said it was a first time for
everything. & it was HIS store & wanted me out … did mot want me to
continue looking …. wanted ~ pointing his finger ~ to get out!
I asked
please for a restroom … he said there was none (i knew there was) asked again
~again he said No!’ Get out. (Before I forget .. see I told you my memory was
bad .. also told Jim I had taken many pics there before & showed him.a pic I
had_) ..so now back to the bathroom…. I asked PLEASE SIR …I’ve just S#^% in
my pants. I have cancer, & sometimes this happens … especially over the
last few MONTHS that my cancer is back. So I left the store telling him &
showing him there were two pictures I wanted … said no ….so you BET his
loss. I had to make the drive back home without making any other stops
necessary. That was a Very Long 30 minute drive to get back home.
Go there
NO WAY!
Before I had & would have recommended ~ but after that MaN did
that to me NeVeR will again.
Memories we will make
of moments we share
of happy times
and sorrow shared.
Memory Lane
We all have one:
Take change of this life
and make it a good one.
With lots to share
of love we hold…
sorrow we bare…
while growing old.
These memories we build
and share you see…
BUILD that love
for all to see.
They’ll think back;
long after we’re gone,
of the good times we had,
not in sorrow…
but SONG!
Take hold of this thought:
Down Memory Lane -
Share all you can to help
someone else;
Build a Memory Lane.
Copyright^*^*Deborah Register
JUST came across the ‘new’ theme which we are to be notified via e-mail which I was not- but any way it is way ugly — in my opinion!
Someone really needs to look at what the writers are trying to do with their blogs who they are trying to reach and make it all pleasing to the writer (TO WRITE) and the reader! And make something that is pleasing to all — some of these ‘themes’ are so old they need to be retired!!!!!!!!!!
These ARE PRETTY-but can we use them?


NEW blood is needed – with WordPress – Not just for the WordPress.org! … If it were not for the WordPress.com – how would WordPress.org be doing? (just a question – don’t read anything into this!) But I would like to know when you announce something that is WordPress do you not make it VERY clear that it is for WordPress.ORG ONLY???
If creative people have gone to the troubleto create a very unique FREE Theme for WordPress why do we have to UPGRADE in order to use those that some wonderful artists have taken a lot of time to create!? ONLY if we upgrade canwe use what is FREE?! Is that my correct understanding!?
When you make an announcement for WordPress – make it clear WHICH ONE!
Now I’ve had my say for now!
They – Twitter – should learn something from WordPress. Because I by mistake deactivated my Twitter account! After doing this I would have thought that as popular as they are & certainly I’ve had the ‘bug bite’ …they would verify that it was ME who had deleted the account – and NOT a spammer as does WordPress! But NO!
All my followers – All those who I had come to follow – the little things I had re-tweeted and FAV’D – GONE! Shame on Twitter for not making sure that YOU are the one who has ‘ordered’ this … and to be honest — Facebook should do the same! —- With so many hackers – spammers out there – this is one way to make sure that YOU are the owner of the site! Now when I made the mistake – I can now NO LONGER use M Y e-mail that I and all that know me use!!! I have to use another that I do not use! But YET – Twitter still has and shows that MY e-mail and MY name are already in use (taken) DUH!!!! YES – Now why does TWITTER not get this straight?
Why has Twitter & Facebook Not taken and learned from WordPress that misstakes can and are made & it would be better to ask & be wrong than not to ask at all!
PS…Don’t you think that ‘like ‘WordPress’ Facebook & Twitter should have ONE Main Log-in Page!!!!!!!!! One that also shows & tells the Features that that service provides & WHAT to look for??
…. The photo above in this post – I’ve not seen before!
MY Mother
my MOTHER
Is gentle and kind.
She’s warm and helpful
and my best friend.
It took me awhile to
realize, you see,
Just how much I mean to her,
and her to me.
No one can replace her,
or fill the shoes she wears.
She calls me her
“Little Girl”,
but that’s ok;
There’s no better way to show
how she cares.
We’ve been shopping, riding or
having a ‘cocktail’ coffee break,
So many miles now separate;
we must dream of yesterdays.
She worries about me
as most mothers do;
So far away it’s hard to
express or convey
How much I Love her:
Today and Always.
Deborah Register©
When your eyes are full of wonder-look up
& know from where it came!
This one is *** Inside My Souls Vision *** [link]
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