When you are raised in a certain way that is the way you travel. I was taught by my mom that everyone is the same; only unique. I am my mothers' son! I have been around the world and at times only in my own backyard but I've never lost what is important or maybe I did. I found people and lost myself. I've given but where is the reward? In the lives of others. I guess that's you. What is the cost? You never know until you dream. I love you little one, take care. Be a. Rascal!

I always prayed for the day when my son would grow up and be a fine young man. For many years I lost my son and I thought he didn't care what I had to say but things are changing. Zac moved out about a month ago with his girlfriend and he is opening up to me again. When he needed someone to talk to he talked to me. As the weeks past I saw a new man emerging. The other day he was shopping and remembered something I said about hamburger. He paiged me to help him shop and we both learned something that day. My son is learning that growing up has a price and it is not just the monthly bills. Relationships, any kind, cost but not always money. The price is: devotion, respect, understanding and loyalty. The rain has stopped for now and I feel the warm spring sun as Zac renews my soul.

I loved being on-line. It was my get-a-way family and I miss you. Now I have to put a period just to cap. I have to pause if a letter is on the same key pad. I miss chit chat! I miss all of you.

I have friends that get confused by the way I talk and I can't blame them, I confuse myself at times. No matter how simple I try to say or do things confusion insues. I don't do it on purpose, it just happens. For instance: when I write about my love and my longing for her I'm not saying I'm alone. In the past year I have loved, lost and am in love again. It may seem that I never mentioned her but I told everyone. If you don't believe me go read for yourself. We have been apart for six months but we love each other. We talk daily and send picture at what appears to be just the right time. I do miss her but she is always on my mind and in my heart. Soon I will be with her and life will be great again. . I miss all of you and hope to be back to full blogging someday soon. Take care.

Just when life seems lost you find football. After the Colts ran away from Baltimore I do not have faith in cowards. I know bears and they are quiet until you piss them off. God help the Colts.