I found the song that made me cry at work. Even describing it made me cry. I got the whole meaning the first time and it hit me hard but so did he, not as hard as Alyssa's parents.

THIS VIDEO IS NOT HERE TO MAKE YOU FEEL GOOD. It is to allow you to understand that there is a problem in the United States that we turn a blind eye against. You can give a beggar a dollar and he is happy but can you give hope to an abused child? Just a little hope?

I wanted to put this out for the kids that have no voice. The little girl hiding in her closet or the boy under his bed. So many hurtful and shameful things you feel when you think about a parent that is suppose to love you, not hurt you. As a child you have no choice nor strength to fend off the evil that taunts you. As a child you pray for a better day in hope they just go away. I guess that is life for the young and the weak and that is why the bold still seek; the young, the mild, the weak.

When will people grow up and realize that they are not just responsible for themselves or their children. We are responsible for all living beings, especially for the children. It sickens me to think about the horrors that happen everyday but I can not turn my back to those beautiful children that rely on us to bring them up. I do the best I can but I am only one man.

The second song tell the story from a different prospective. The girl was the victim here. She was the one that had to deal with all the abuse on her side. I am sorry but no amount of counseling will take that away. Those kids have to live with that for the rest of their lives, I know.

They are still two great songs and I hope you watch them. They have their own videos but this was the best because people need to know it is real. You take care of yourself but what about the children?

I was in a country mood last night at work and since the store radio was so low I decided to crank up the local radio station. We all loved the music and there has been a whole new release of songs lately. One song got me crying on the sales floor but this one put a smile on my face. Once you understand it I hope you don't get offended and I hope you get a smile too. Enjoy this one and hopefully I will be able to find the on that made me cry so you can understand that one as well. Until then have a great day.

I walked outside this morning and snapped this shot from the front of work. I gazed upon those mountains and remembered why I love this place so much. I try so hard and at times it does not seem I am getting anywhere. I leave the life I love wanting to crawl into a hole and hide but then I see my mountains. God's little gift that promises everything will be alright. I see my mountains, my happy place and say to myself "No matter what happens today, somebody loves me and did". I know those mountains are there for everyone but if I were the only one that noticed and said "thank you" God would have still made them.

I am special, I am loved and each and everyone of you are the same. So today I wanted to let all of you know that you are special in my eyes too. If no one else lets you know and you can not see the mountains; I want you to know you are my friend and I love you.

Five For Friday will not post this week due to the amount of thought I have engaged in this move, finding a home and a few other factors that I have been thinking about. However due to the nature and undertones of the stream these past few month I would like to just talk about a few thoughts. If you do not want to read it or comment to this post that is okay with me. After all if you have an opinion about everything you know nothing at all. You will still be my friends and I will not judge you for it. I would like it if you at least read it.

Out here in Wyoming as well as anywhere else people get cabin fever. Long miserable winters cause short miserable tempers. I would like to think that most people here are adequately balanced but then again I would like to believe in Santa Claus too. I am seeing those same symptoms during the summer months now too. The last few summers have been hot, dirty and drought stricken. People do not want to go out and when they do they are not nice when they get back home.

The kids grate on your last nerve as you go shopping. You swear they are sucking the last cool breeze right out of the a/c in your car at the very moment the guy in front of you wants to admire the green light. You follow him for three miles while his stupid directional keeps flashing. He only turns it off just before he slams on his brakes to make a right turn. But it is all okay because now your home and you don't say a word until you find some poor lost soul playing on the stream and you decide to go fishing.

Like my last post pointed out I think people forget that there are humans on the other side of the screen. We have families, jobs, bills and friends that need our attention everyday. We laugh, cry and feel pain just like anyone else. I hear so many of you say that this is not real and that you have a real life. That makes me sad to read or hear because I thought I was real too. That is almost like my family saying "You're not here so you're not real". I exist, I do exist and no you can not say something to me and expect me to not react. I may not ever say anything but I still get hurt.

I was looking at a new guy at work last night and I wondered for a time if I know him from the Stream. Was he the quiet guy that sits in chat waiting for someone to say hi? Was he the enraged one that offends most people and yet some still reach out because they have been there? I found myself asking that question many times last night as I worked along side of him. Not just him either, I started looking at other people. For me the question hit home because people at work know me as cuddle because that is what I do. I talk about everyone on the Stream as if they are family. Hey, I'm 40, I'm not saying you are all I have but each of you make me feel that I am allowed to drop by for some grog on the deck, a cup of tea or just a place to finally rest. you give me advice and I you. We play games and have fun at times but I feel we are friends and family.

But did you know that there is only one blogger here that I know is real? She lives with me and we cook together at times. We share thoughts and she is the only blogger that I have touched with a hug and I know she is who she is. For as may times that a person prints the truth they can also lie. I have a real bad habit, I trust. I hope I continue to stay with the good ones and never lose what is real to me.

With that said I would like to finish this talk by asking a few questions that have been running through my mind for the last day to take me away from this madness.

5)You can have a private conversation in public but can you have a public conversation in private?

4)If two odd numbers can make it even can to odd people do the same?

3)Why is it that a bank can loan money to get you into debt but can not loan you money to get you out of it?

2)Are there 37,000 Blogstreamers or only 13? (thank you Ice)

1)How many pancakes does it take to shingle a dog house?

Okay, that is it for this week and I really hope you made it to this point and liked it. I really do love all of you on the other side of the screen. Have a great week and I will see you around unless I don't!

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Well here are four comments and three are Stream comments that brace me for a bad day. The forth is mine and I want to hear it rather than the others. I think some people forget that we are real on the other side of the screen and we have lives too. They type their little asses off and have fun then run away like it was an unsent letter. SORRY, we got the message and wanted to be there but you ran away.

I have been waiting for you to come home and say hello but no you wanted to be free. I can deal with that but how are you going to live without reality? I no longer care because you don't either and now I have to make a choice. I will leave you alone and you can go away. I am here to stay. Life may be Peachy but I am soured by the thought of being left out in the cold.