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Proud Mommy Moment

My oldest son had to write a short story for a school assignment about the Trail of Tears.  Of course, as most kids do, he put it off until the very last minute.  He sat down in front of my laptop and wrote this.. It took him only a few minutes..  I know there’s some editing that needed to be done, but I wanted to post this as he wrote it.  Keep in mind, he’s 14 yrs old and literally wrote this in minutes.  I thought it was pretty good and tried to urge him to do more writing, in a journal or something.. He told me writing was boring and he didn’t want to!  He loves to read, I kinda thought writing went along with that, but I guess not.

Anyway, I hope you all enjoy it, I’m a proud mama and wanted to share.

Blackhawks Down

By Kylar Green

There I was, on the wagon to end the Blackhawk-rebellion.  We been fighting them for two years and we have lost a lot of troops.  I’m new so I don’t know many people but there is one, his name is Charles and he’s been my best friend since boot camp.  Neither of us minded moving the Indians, we both thought that it was our land they’re living on.  But nothing could’ve prepared us for what would happen.

“Hey James”  Charles whispered into my ear.

“What” I replied

“We better get there quicker, my legs are falling asleep” he said quietly trying not to wake the other soldiers.

“Not to mention this bench we’re sitting on isn’t very comfortable”

We laughed a little too loud and woke one of the up, “SHUT UP” he said through gritted teeth so we both leaned back against the musty walls of the wagon.

We were jolted awake by the sudden stop of the wagon.

“Right here” I heard our platoon leader say, “This looks like a good spot to set up camp.”  As I got up I heard Charles say thank God we’ve stopped I need to pee.  He got a few dirty looks from the other soldiers but he didn’t care.  I’ve not known him for more than a year but I know he doesn’t care what people think about him.

“James,” he said “do you think we’ll be okay?”

“Sure we will, we’re just providing an escort service.”  I told him.

“It’s just..” he mumbled.

“I know.”  I replied.  I had completely forgotten that he’s getting married.

“Done stretching, get up and set up camp!” our platoon leader shouted.

“I don’t know how you eat that stuff” said Charles as I got my ration of refried beans.

“What are you talking about?” I asked “It’s the best thing in the world.  As we were finding a spot to sit down, two guys stood up and started boxing.

“Is that normal?” I asked.

“I guess, the platoon leader is watching and seems to be enjoying himself.” Said Charles in an oddly enthusiastic way.

Later that night it was hard to fall asleep.  I was in a tent with five other men and suddenly I wish they hadn’t served refried beans.  Drowsiness finally caught up with me and in the morning we loaded the wagon and set off.  We were told this was our last day of travel and the wagon was filled with anticipation.  We’ve all been excited most of the day but even the toughest among us was a little scared.

When we got to the village I was so scared but I still followed orders.  A battle broke out and we killed so many Indians.  I was starting to doubt whether we were doing the right thing or not but we still loaded all that was left of them into a couple wagons.  After we traveled a couple of days many had died.  I found Charles trying to help in any way he could but still there were so many deaths.  One night me and him were talking and decided that this wasn’t right but we still had to follow orders.

One night I was helping out but I couldn’t find Charles.  Then the next morning we were loading up and I found Charles lying stiff and cold on the ground with no jacket or shirt.  He had frozen to death helping them.  After we brought them to their new home I rode to Charles’ house and told his family the bad news.

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I Photoshopped My Ideal Face…

This is a beautiful post!  I hope all of you out there can really hear this message..  You are all beautiful in you own way! ❤

I Photoshopped My “Ideal Face” And It Made Me Feel Like Shit.

The longer I stared at the doctored photo, the more I longed for it.

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Funds for Shaylyn

I am sharing this because I would want the same for myself if ever in this situation.  I firmly believe this is legitimate and this person has been vouched for by someone I trust.  Please take the time to read this and if you can not help monetarily, then please keep it going.  Help this young mother get the treatment necessary to live longer for her children.

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So this is where it all started

I was at work on Oct. 21st when I got a call from my wife

I was doing irrigation service right around the corner from home (Thank God) and it was the call that no man ever wants to get

Her son who was 38 had just been killed in a high speed car accident outside of Tampa

I say her son because even though we have been married for 26 Yrs. I did very little raising of him

But anyway, that was the start

Then, the week before Christmas our Daughter Shaylyn who is 36 calls to inform my wife that she has adrenal cancer

Bear in mind that she has 2 children and just lost her brother

I say ours because even though she is not my blood, I have raised her since age 8 as my daughter

Anyway, she also…

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Welcome To The World, Karley Marie!

My baby brother is 9 years younger than me, we were always very close and I love him very much.  He and his beautiful wife have an amazing 7 year old who is my princess.  17 days ago, they brought another little princess into this world.  This was to be a wonderful day that so many of us looked forward to, Karley Marie was born, beautiful and loved!

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Soon after she was born, she started turning blue.  The doctors said she had some fluid on her lungs due to being born via c-section and she would be just fine.

The next thing we knew, they were gearing up to fly her to Kosair Children’s Hospital in Louisville, Ky.  They had done a chest x-ray and found out that she actually had been born with Congenital Diaphragmatic Hernia (CDH).  This is a very dangerous condition in which there is a hole in the diaphragm, allowing intestines and sometimes other abdominal organs to herniate into the chest cavity.  This can take up room meant for the lungs and cause them to not develop properly, sometimes not at all.  We were told she only had a 50/50 chance of survival.  Of course, I start researching this and found out that some babies with very little functioning lung tissue survive, while others with no lung damage at all do not and there’s no real way of knowing which babies will pull through and which will not.  It was a feeling that I, as wordy as I am, can’t find the words to describe.

Karley underwent surgery at just 2 days old.  The doctor’s said it could take up to 4 hours to perform, they were done in 45 minutes!  We were told that this had to have happened very late in the pregnancy, there was very little damage to her lung and only needed stitches to repair the hole in her diaphragm, instead of a mesh that is sometimes used.  She is a fighter!  She recovered and healed very quickly.  As of now, the doctor’s don’t expect any long-term issues associated with this.  What a little miracle!  I say she just needed to make a grand entrance, a little diva just like her big sister!

Karley is home with her family now and doing great!  She was in Kosair for 13 days, it could have been much worse and I’m so thankful things have turned out the way they have!

While she was in the hospital, my brother and his wife stayed in the Ronald McDonald house.  I don’t know if any of you have ever needed this, or has known anyone who has, but this is a wonderful charity and I am now a big supporter!  The doctor’s and nurse’s that took care of Karley, along with the wonderful people at the Ronald McDonald house are true blessings to so many scared families.  I feel like I owe them all a huge amount that I could never repay!  Thanks to them, God, and a very determined and tough little girl, I now have the pleasure of enjoying my nieces for a very long time!

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If you would like to learn more about the hospital or the Ronald McDonald House Charities, please check out the links below.  They are truly wonderful!

Ronald McDonald House Charities

Kosair Children’s Hospital

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Is the Church Like ‘The Walking Dead’? — Charisma Magazine

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Millions of Americans (myself included) have been tuning into AMC’s The Walking Dead on Sunday nights. The show is so popular it even has an after show called The Talking Dead, for those who need to relive the last episode for another 45 minutes!

I don’t love the blood and guts, but the characters and storylines have drawn me in.

Rick Grimes (the main character) and the rest of his zombie-fighting crew have found themselves in extreme conditions as they fight for survival. These unimaginable circumstances have instantly turned their friendships into relationships that feel and look like family.

Let’s just say you don’t want to encounter them in a dark alley!

Read more here:
Is the Church Like ‘The Walking Dead’? — Charisma Magazine.