The Little Yellow Slicker

The woman had been very ill for some time now. She really felt close to leaving this world. All of this resulted from a broken heart. This woman
had been married for twenty-five years to a rather selfish man. She had, from the beginning of the marriage, made the fact known to him, that she desired a child more than anything. But, as the years passed, the husband
decided that they did not need a child around, after all.

This turn of events brought on much sadness and depression for the woman. It became harder and harder for her to function on a day to day basis. Soon she was spending almost all of her time either praying for the child she desperately wanted, or she was asking her Higher Power for a miraculous healing. The selfish husband left home one day on the pretense of going to work, but never returned. She soon received legal papers requesting a divorce from him. Now she was finally all alone.

Not having family or friends nearby, the woman decided to go for a nice, long walk one morning, to clear her head. It had been raining all night, and there was
still a fine drizzle coming down. Taking the long country road in front of her house that led to the main highway, she spotted something yellow and shiny in the road. As she came closer, she saw a little girl who looked to be about four years old, playing in a puddle. Besides wearing a little shiny yellow slicker raincoat, she also wore an oversized hat and the high boots to match the raincoat. The woman looked all around, and saw no one else nearby. What was a little child so young doing out in the rain all by herself? The woman reluctantly approached the child and asked her if she was waiting for someone? The little girl said that the other nice lady had told her that a woman would soon come walking down this road, and that she was to go home with her.

Of course, the woman was puzzled. But she took the child by the hand and they walked back to her house. The woman told the little girl to take off her rain gear while she made them cups of hot chocolate. The child started looking the house over. She came to the woman's bedroom and looked in her closets. She then asked the woman if she had a little girl. The woman said no, and came into the room with the child. "Well, you sure have a lots of girl's clothes! I can wear all of these!" While the woman was trying to figure out things, such as where the girl's clothes had come from, an angel appeared in the kitchen as they went back to drink the chocolate. The child was unaware of the angel's presence, but the woman heard her say, "This is your daughter. You need never be alone again. God answered your prayers today. You will also be in good health. Enjoy your daughter; you and she will be together for many years to come."

Chip (off the 'ole block)

A young man brought the tiny kitty-cat to the neighborhood garage, where he thought someone would feed and take care of him. The mother cat had been hit by a car, and others had taken the remaining three kitties. The owner of the garage named the little kitten 'Chip'. Someone asked him why the name 'Chip'? He answered that he once had another cat named 'Chip', and maybe this little one would grow up to be just like him. The old 'Chip
was real special.

Chip became so well loved by the owner of the garage, his friends and all of his customers that often stopped by. One very kind man even took Chip to the vet a few times. Everyone that saw or knew Chip loved him dearly and
he loved everyone. He would jump in the man's lap that took him to the vet. Chip seemed to have a special fondness for him. He did some special and unusual things for attention. Chip had a way of putting his paws together and bowing his head as if in prayer when he really wanted someone to notice him. He was such a bouncy, lively, and playful kitty.

When Chip was about three months old, he started to show signs of being ill.
The man that usually took him to the vet was himself involved in a fender-bender and couldn't get to see how Chip was doing for a few days. He hoped some of the other people whom Chip had entertained and loved would act in his stead and see that Chip get some medical attention.

The owner finally took off some time from his busy schedule to take Chip to the vet. Although Chip was given an injection and a pill, nothing worked.
The next morning, Chip was found dead. Apparently, he had passed during the night. The owner of the garage found him with his little head bowed, and his paws together in a praying position. He was so sad, and he didn't have the heart to bury Chip alone. He called the man who always took Chip to the vet, and along with some of the others, they saw to it that their wee
friend and buddy was given a proper and decent burial, right in the yard of the garage where he had spent his short, but seemingly, happy life.

Soldier In The Rain

Walking to a neighborhood store one evening as darkness crept forth, I
happened to see a young soldier standing near the bus stop. Rain was beginning to fall, slowly at first. He had no hat or umbrella to protect him from the sudden downpour. When he spotted me nearby, he started to cry.
I asked him if there was something I could do for him.

He answered that the rain had a cleansing effect on him. "I have seen so much
death and misery, unnecessary hatred, families torn apart; I can't get it out of my mind. The rain is a kind of therapy for me. It helps to wash
away the negative baggage that eats away at my soul."

"You asked me if there's anything you can do to help? Yes, you can show
kindness to soldiers like me who sometimes feel all the burdens of humankind. Please listen to us whe we are speaking these thoughts. You,
along with the rain, have helped much more than anyone can imagine. He
thanked me for listening to him. As I walked away, I glanced back to see
the soldier fall to his knees and lift up his face to the rainy sky.

Bullying

Being a bully is not a nice position to be in. Making a point of hurting others, and seeming to really enjoy doing that,is a sad conception within itself. These 'Bully Types' are insecure and more likely than not, suffer
from low self-esteem issues. They are hurting on the inside, so they must
make someone else pay for their misery. How Pitiful is that?

It's really a vicious cycle. The Bullies would never admit it to anyone,but
they need lots of love and affection. They prey on others whom they think are weaker than they are. Bullies, let go of 'the hate zone' and look for
love and acceptance. Open up to it. Love and peace are waiting for you!

Dogs and Toys

It is so strange to me how my dogs relate to their toys. They never want to play with anything unless the other one has it. For awhile, the toy starts a tug-o-war. Choca thinks everything in the yard is his, and if he's in a pleasant mood, he'll share with Slick. Then, Choca seems to time Slick's interaction with the toy. He watches and waits for his chance to grab it from Slick.

The dogs remind me so much of young children. They are so adorable, just like the children. The dogs are so much fun to watch and try to figure out the next move. I must act as a referee when I bring toys outside. Otherwise, a fight is in the cards.

My ultimate goal is to teach the dogs to play with their toys without a fight, and also, to respect each other's property. I have a ways to go yet, but with preserverance, we're going to make it.

Collectibles

There are so many things worth collecting. Fun things, like mugs, spoons,
clowns, ashtrays, candleholders, etc. I am a hopeless 'starter of collections', but I never finish any one collection. I am never focused on just one thing for too long.

Some years ago, I started a clown collection. Can about ten ceramic clowns be called a serious collection? I think not! I still haven't given up, though. Even writing this little tidbit hopefully will give me some inspiration to start anew. I'll get a nice gathering of clowns to show yet.

I also like small glass or ceramic items in lime green, cobalt blue, and cherry red. Now, I really have my work cut out for myself.

My Perfect Soulmate

Throughout my life, whenever I'm sad, or a bit out of sorts, I fall asleep and suddenly I'm with the most amazing companion! I'm always being loved, held closely, and being softly caressed. In these times, I am always fulfilled. There are no empty places in my being.

Every need or want is instantly satisfied to capacity. Heaven must be like that. With this soulmate by my side, I am romping on the beach, being led up a gorgeous hiking trail, in the company of my most extraordinary companion.

Whenever I feel the need for physical and/or emotional attention, I go to sleep and instantly reconnect with my perfect soulmate. I personally think this is God's lovely way of letting me know He is always with me. He never leaves or forsakes me. He is my all and all, throughout Eternity!