Yesterdays Woman

This evening when the sun went down, I thought about the past,

I felt a sense of sadness for that woman in the glass,

She looked abused and lonely, not knowing where to turn,
Some friends back then had offered, they showed deep concern,
though feebly she acknowledged their words of good advice,
The strength had gradually left her, something controlled her life,
Then she hit her bottom, turned away from the abuse,
It took so little effort, she had nothing left to lose,

I do recall those dreary days, now they are in the past.
God showed me how to laugh again.
I love myself at last.
by~Barbara Fagan

I wanted to put something up for my Grandma whom I adored. She was very special to me A friend found this for me and I just love it.

The Last Hug

        I said, "Say good-bye to grandma,"
       and in my stomach, I felt a knot...
       "and give her a very special hug
       that shows you love her a lot."

       I reminded her, "be gentle...
       she isn't feeling well today,"
       and I let them have their moment
       as I slowly backed away.

       She welcomed my child's embrace;
       her weakened arms held open wide.
       I had to walk in the other room
       and it was there, I knelt and cried.

       I knew we were sharing the same fear
       as reality began to unfurl;
       we both knew this could be the last time
       that she would hold my little girl.

       There was something different in this hug;
       as if my young daughter had a sense,
       of the importance of that moment
       and its true significance.

       In my mind, there is a memory;
       an image unlike any other
       of watching my daughter share this love
       with her daddy's gracious mother.

       I wondered how she understood
       the special reasons why,
       as she laid her head on grandmas shoulder
       and precious minutes passed us by.

       Thinking back now, I remember
       those feelings when we had to leave...
       because indeed, that was the last hug
       from her, my daughter would receive.

       And although she's gone, she's not forgotten,
       for I see within my child...
       the warmth and love that we all felt
       every time that woman smiled.

       We all must face the inevitable,
       but I cant help but wish it so,
       that she was still a part of my child's life,
       and still here to watch her grow.

       But I will speak of her special ways
       and make my daughter understand
       that in the word "grandmother,"
       she exemplified the "grand."

       So every time you leave a loved one,
       remember the present becomes the past,
       and make that hug a special one...
       for it could be the very last.

       [author unknown]

This is my story or what there is of it.

Hi. I really didn't want to do this my mom made me. So I will make this short and sweet. I have a lot of likes and dislikes. I will name a few. I like bowling and dislike running. I do enough of that on my job (waitress right now) I am recently divorced. I am a victim of an abusive relationship. I will get into that at some later time. I enjoy making latch hook rugs and watching classic movies. I enjoy all types of music. I love cats and dogs. I have one of each. My favorite time of year is summer. I love the sun. I enjoy swimming and getting a tan. (I know I shouldn't, get a tan that is,but oh well you only live once.) I have 2 yrs. of college under my belt and hope someday to finish. Yeah that's me up there. My smile is real now . Not so long ago it wasn't Someday I will share a little of my story with you . But not at this time. I am not ready. My mom said I didn't have to say anything I didn't want. <grin> so I am taking her up on it. I don't live with my mother. I own my own home. But my mom was kind enough to let me use her computer and maybe someday I will get my whole story out. Oh yes, I am 37 yrs. old. Well that's all for now. In case you would like to e-mail me you can do so at this address artgall@artgally.com this is my moms e-mail I hope to get my own soon. But right now I will use hers. I would really like to hear from some of her friends and make some of my own. ((hugs)) Tammie I am going to be updating this page very soon with some pics and some links to AA I am a recovering alcholic. I hope to tell this story very soon. I am doing very well now. As long as I take it a day at a time. I am beginning to think for myself. This is new for me. I always made decisions on what some one else wanted. now it is what I want. I am learning to depend entirely on my self and what feels good to me. I like the me I am becoming. I owe much thanks to my brother  for  all the help he has given me. He encouraged me to seek help from AA and didnt hesitate to be there when I needed him. Hey Tim, this is for you cause I know you are on a stairway to heaven.

It has now been two yrs that I have been alcohol free.I am so proud. I am also smoke free for over a year. I have had so much happen to me since I went off the booze and the smokes. I met a wonderful man named Steve. We will be celebrating or wedding anniversary in February of 2000. I am a much changed person. I think I like the new me. I would once again like to thank my brother for all his help and love through all of this. Well that is all for now. I thinkI brought you up to date a little on what is happening in my life.

Stairway to Heaven is my all time favorite song.
I am dedicating this to my brother Tim
Hope you enjoy it.