Faces of 'D'

This is my life...this is what I live...EVERYDAY is a battle but I will win...


The face of 'D' (Diabetes) is a hard one to see,

What do we look like? What do you see?

The battles we fight are on the inside,

Battles from which we can't run or hide.

We're all just the same, like everyone else,

Not that much different, I keep telling myself.

The looks from some people, the fear in their eyes,

It makes me feel alone, and I ask myself "Why?"

'D' is not visual; it's hard to explain,

But please don't ignore us, or treat us in vain.

For if we take care, and do everything right,

Our 'D' for the most part will stay out of site.

Complications are there, waiting to be,

We all do our best to stay complication free.

There are people out there, who are so quick to say,

"If you took care of your 'D' you'd be better today."

So we take care in silence, in this frustrating fight,

We are caught in the middle, doing everything right.

When I'm happy and healthy, they can't see my 'D',

If I fall in my battle, then they criticize me.

We need understanding, someone to be there,

Somebody to listen, somebody to care.

I may not look sick; I look normal that's true,

But the battles I fight, you haven't a clue.

Look at a person, look into their eyes,

Look past their face, look deep down inside.

The secrets and stories aren't easy to see,

Especially the ones who are battling 'D'.

Although it is hard to notice my 'D',

Its soldiers of battle rage inside of me.

The faces of many, hide secrets so deep,

My 'D' is a secret I've promised to keep.

Gary

2000

In loving memory of
Ryan and Justin Dillard
2-4-02 to 8-2-09

Thighs aching. Lungs burning.
Chests pressed against the “Finish Line” tape.
Ears ringing as fans packed 1,000 deep
on each side of the course chant:
“Jus-tin! Ry-an! Jus-tin!
Ry-an! Jus-tin! Ry-an!”
A single tear falls down their face as the “finish line” tape snaps
against them pushing off their chest.
The noise of the crowd dies out.
Their legs no longer hurt. They breath normally.
They walk slowly forward.
And open their eyes!
They gaze around at a serene white landscape. All is quiet.
A loving gentleman in a flowing white gown runs gently to them.
They embrace. His hands leave small specs of blood on their back.
He says, “You were missed, welcome home”.
They say, “We weren’t gone that long,
and besides, we spoke every day”.
They walk towards the Throne hand in hand,
He is walking, they’re skipping.
Under the seraphim’s they go, listening to their eternal songs.
And on their face they fall as their entire soul sings out praises to God.
With a thunderous boom the voice of the Creator
calls them by name: “Justin, Ryan”.
They are saturated by the sound. They cannot answer.
They want to sing praises. They want to dance. They cannot move.
They feel His warm breath on the nap of their neck
and hope to spend eternity there.
He again speaks and His voice drowns out the praises of the seraphim’s:
“Justin, Ryan”.
They can’t speak, but He knows their soul is listening.
And He says, “You really knocked their socks off, kiddos”.
Justin & Ryan giggle, “Yes LORD, we did”.
“Good job”

Justin and Ryan...

R.I.P. babies...We love you and miss you!Their grandma Virgie use to sing The Recipe Song to them...

Gonna make a recipe

I just can't wait to start,

It's not the kind you serve at meals,

you make it in your heart.

If you've never tried it

you've got to have a taste,

so come into the kitchen and we'll make a batch of praise.

First you take a cup of faith

and stir it all around;

add some joy and laughter

till it makes a bubbly sound.

Mix in some agape love

till it begins to ring

Pour into a willing heart and serve it to the King!

Jesus Loves Me this I know, for the bible tells me so... This was read by their aunt April to their mommy Jenny...

Wings & Halos

We were so excited when we woke up today

We heard our Mommy was coming to play

We washed our wings and our halo too

Cuz that's what Mommy likes us to do
We went to the place where we knew she'd be

It's where she comes to visit us you see

She comes for comfort in her despair
Oh Mommy, can't you feel us touching your hair?
We are by your side all through the night

We never let you out of our sight

We were your babies for only 7 years

But soon we can be together and play dear
You know we'll never be apart

You'll never let us leave your heart

Mommy we're not really in the ground,

lift up your head and look around
The clouds, the birds, the rain drops too

these gifts of life were given to you

Don't cry for us Mommy, We know you're here

Please let us wipe away that tear.
We were sent to you from up above

And you showed us the ultimate love

Remember your relatives, the ones who have died?

They brought us here, We're by their side

They watch over us and help us to see

just how much you really love us
So don't be unhappy when you come visit us

We're the angels above you, up in the tree

And when you leave, you'll never be through

You'll always be our Mommy

And we will always love you We took the kids to the lake to release some balloons...We had actually planned on going to the lake the day before but didn't get to so the balloons were already deflating, which made us all giggle. We gathered as Debbie said a beautiful prayer...We counted to 3 and the wind blew the balloons away into the water. They looked very pretty...

We didn't say "Goodbye", we simply said, "C-U Later"

It's time to Change...

I read this and it seemed PERFECT for what I'm going through right now :) Actually, I think it's perfect for a lot of people...

It's Time to Change
by Trixie Asirvatham

Change is exciting, but the unknown can be frightening too. Familiar faces and things have a reassuring quality to them. Fear of the unknown can make even a good change (like a job promotion or a trip abroad) a potential source of stress. The thing to do is to recognise that change is a fact of life, and to learn to look at change positively and constructively. Change happens. It's how you respond that matters. As with all things, the choice is up to you.




I step into the future
Don't know what's in store
I'll be walking new pathways
Learning more,
Meeting new faces,Making new friends,
The time has come to move on,It's time to change.
It's hard to leave the things you know and understand
And set out on a journey on unfamiliar land
It's hard to leave old friends behind and walk away,
But the time has come to move on, it's time to change.
But my friends are a part of me,
A part of my personality,Always there to guide me
Wherever I happen to be
The past leaves its mark on me,And makes me the person I am
And the good things go with me
When it's time to change.
The seasons turn
And the years move on
Nothing ever stands still
Changing day by day...
Good wishes go with me
And speed me on towards the sun
The time has come to move on,It's time to change.
The seasons turn, and the years move on,Nothing ever stands still, changing day by day
Good wishes go with me
And speed me on towards the sun
The time has come to move on,It's time to change.
Change for the better?
Change for the worse?
Who can tell it better…It's for me to make it work
The sun is up and shining
And there's a rainbow in the sky
I'm going to find my pot of gold,
It's time to change.It's time to change, It's time to change,The time has come to move on,it's time to change.

A prayer...

Dear Jesus, Divine Physician and Healer of the Sick, we turn to You in this time of illness.

O dearest Comforter of the troubled, alleviate our worry and sorrow with Your gentle love, and grant us the grace and strength to accept this burden.

Dear God, we place our sick under Your care and humbly ask that You restore Your servant Yolanda to health again. Above all, grant us the grace to acknowledge Your holy will and know that whatsoever You do, You do for the love of us.

Amen.

Me? 32? There must be some mistake...

I love my "IT'S MY BIRTHDAY BITCH!" shirt!!! LOL Thank you Alice!

Roy and I celebrated our 32nd birthday this past weekend at Sherlocks. We had an awesome time! Thanks Jennifer and Slick for buying us the cake, to bad it ended up on someone's face..grrrrr! I got a little taste! YUM! :)The name of the Band performing was "Strippers Lie". This is the second time we have gone to see them and they haven't disappointed us yet :)They let me dance on the speaker while they performed since it was my Birthday! teehee
My baby and I boogied too!

32 and still HOT! ROCK ON!!! Thanks to everyone that made it out and partied with us, it is a night we will definetly remember :)

Dallas Cowboys!

We had tickets to the Monday night Football game in Dallas. It was the first home game and we were very excited to go up until Ike made his presence. Our only concern was ofcourse our little boy. Once Monday came around we felt more comfortable about leaving him with Guelo and Gueli for just one night especially because they had a generator. From the looks of it he didn't mind staying either. He gave us hugs and kisses and quickly dismissed us! It actually kinda made me feel bad! :)

The drive to Dallas was quick and the first gas station we arrived to with gas and no line was in Centerville. The gas there was $3.99/gallon! BIAAAAAA! I guess we should be happy because apparently they had gone down from the day before which was $4.08/gallon. Crazies! We had no choice but to fill up! Once we arrived in Dallas , we checked in to a Hotel and waited on Erica and Joseph to arrive (party Buds). Went to Hooters and then headed out to the game...

Roy w/Hooters chick. He was like, "Ike who?"

Entering the Stadium!

Barber (24) and Owens (81) were in the houze! Erica and I @ Ok Corral!

Joseph was warming up for a picture but Roy was ready!!!!

It turned out to be an awesome game, 37 - 41, Cowboys won!!! And at the end, Roy had everyone singing to the Eagles Fans, "NAH - NAH - NAH-NAH, HEY- HEY-HEY GOODBYE!" LOL

Take a hike Ike!

First of all and MOST importantly we are alive and well, thanks to God! Today will be day number 6 without power, thanks to Ike. But we are very fortunate and very blessed to have so many wonderful people in our lives. Material things are replaceable. Family and friends are not so I have much to be THANKFUL for! :)

My silly Boy!

Looks like a Hurricane Party!

To be a child again...no worries...:)

We roughed it up at my sis's house in the hallway!

My mommy and daddy's backyard.

Tree's fell all around my parents house but nothing on top!

God is good!

Dr. Randy Pausch

I'm so sad...He passed away this morning...

He put life in perspective...

The Dash

My bro sent me an e-mail this morning and attached was this link, http://www.dashpoemmovie.com/
And even though I have seen this poem many times before, It get's me everytime.

It's very inspirational.

Dash, A poem by Linda Ellis

I read of a man who stood to speak

At the funeral of a friend

He referred to the dates on her tombstone

From the beginning to the end
He noted that first came her date of her birth

And spoke the following date with tears,

But he said what mattered most of all

Was the dash between those years
For that dash represents all the time

That she spent alive on earth.

And now only those who loved her

Know what that little line is worth.
For it matters not how much we own;

The cars, the house, the cash,

What matters is how we live and love

And how we spend our dash.
So think about this long and hard.

Are there things you’d like to change?

For you never know how much time is left,

That can still be rearranged.
If we could just slow down enough

To consider what’s true and real

And always try to understand

The way other people feel.
And be less quick to anger,

And show appreciation more

And love the people in our lives

Like we’ve never loved before.
If we treat each other with respect,

And more often wear a smile

Remembering that this special dash

Might only last a little while.
So, when your eulogy is being read

With your life’s actions to rehash

Would you be proud of the things they say

About how you spent your dash?

My Crazy Guy

Last night hubby and I were watching "The Family Guy". I started to fall asleep but I informed him that I was craving some attention. NOOOOOO PERVERTS, NOT LIKE THAT!!! I'm talking about innocent, kind affection like a hug or a sweet kissie. So as he lay next to me, he began to lovingly touch my face and stroke my hair. I closed my eyes and was about to fall asleep when I hear him say (in the silliest voice), "Would you like some ice cream from my ice cream truck? Tata-tataa-tataa-tataa..." I, ofcourse, started LMAO!!!!! He sounded just like the creepy old guy from "The Family Guy"!



Thanks hun, I was STILL laughing thinking about it this morning...:)
Love you!

4th of July

We spent the 4th of July in Snyder, TX (home of the White Buffalo). We stayed with my in-laws (the most awesome people in town) and every morning we woke up to the aroma of my mother in-laws cooking. Let's see...we had flour tortillas, briskett, eggs, frijoles, papas, chile...she even added porkchops the last morning we were there!!! Sooooo YUMMY! I love being out in the coutry. It is so relaxing and beautiful. Ethan enjoyed seeing all his cousins there and playing in dirt all day long. We got to see Ms. Shelby in a parade and then later went to the park/carnival to see the fireworks. We ofcourse continued to pig out and enjoyed sausages on the stick, briskett nachos and a fajita burrito. Oh, and I almost forgot the late night burritos and chimichangas (Chimi-charrangas) from Allsups (Like a 7-11). They were the BOMB! Yes, I'm paying for it now but we had a great time. Can't wait to go back!

"The White Buffalo"