Wednesday, November 27, 2013

"Shit" Happens

  • "It's a boy!"
  • He is happy and loving and innocent.
  • He likes cowboys, six shooters and horses.
  • He is tall and skinny now, loves basketball and football.
  • He sees JFK killed on tv at sixteen.
  • He does 'something for his country'. Joins the Marines.
  • He goes to war, kills people, sees his friends die, hates God.
  • He is innocent no more.
  • He turns the page. Has two beautiful daughters.
  • He learns about the heartache of divorce. His past returns from out of the darkness to haunt him.
  • He finds relief in the bottom of a bottle.
          He finds relief from the bottle.
  • He is gifted with three wonderful grandsons.
  • He begins to believe again, but in his own way.
  • He is gifted with someone special.
  • He loves cowboys, six shooters and horses.
  • He's an old 'boy' now!
  •   SXW

Monday, November 25, 2013

Still kickin here. My last Ct scan and Bone scan showed no advancement in the cancer. Not going to look a gift horse in the mouth. I am extremely grateful for each and every day. Still hoping to live forever :^) Xavier

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Morning Dove for breakfast

This falcon was ambushing song birds at our feeders in the back yard:(

Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Go to Heaven for the climate, Hell for the company.

Mark Twain

Saturday, February 2, 2013


Just had another treatment thursday, so the last few days haven't been to whippy. It's hard to believe I've been getting these treatments for about a year now. They have helped. I don't feel like I've lost much ground since I started.
Since it has given me more time, I am faced with a new issue. Acceptance. I've learned that it isn't a one time deal. I've felt good enough at times that I con myself into believing that I may still live forever :)
So, I must accept my circumstance all over again. X.

Tuesday, January 29, 2013


The last few days have been unseasonably warm and rainy. Temps the last few days have been in the 60's. Quite a change from the cold we've been having. Actually set a record yesterday.
There are many of us who battle with 'seasonal affective disorder'. Lack of sunlight is the main culprit, and this month has been no exception with many a cloudy day.
I take doses of vitamin D along with St. Johns Wort to help with the blahs that bother me. It was years before I was able to find out what caused my mid winter depressions.
Just a little info from the Darkside if you are wondering why you get the blahs about this time each year. X.

Thursday, January 17, 2013


Sam lives in a treehouse
he hates it down on the ground.
thinks there's too damn much goin' on
"it's all just a bucket for people to shit in."
is what he thinks.
Like bugs in a hurry
goin' nowhere,
acting like they know something.
Seeking knowledge,
denying the truth.
Sam is perfectly happy
alone with some poetry.
He writes lyrics for the birds,
they supply the melody
and the music is fine by him.
He can dance to it.
Sometimes he has to climb down
through the leaves and limbs,
get his feet back on the ground.
Last time, he walked to the fence
gazed at the road below
and shook his head.
By dark, he felt kinda dirty,
had to bathe in the crick,
his boney ass resting on the rocks,
head sticking out of the water,
he looked across the mossy bank
at a deep patch of sky
said, "Damn big bucket!"
Vol Lindsey