WORDs are powerful...

WORDs are powerful... Especially, when they come from someone with whom you value. They can make you soar thru the skies or make you sink to the depths of the earth.

You can never take back those words that pass thru you in a fleeting moment of emotion and then slip thru your lips. The damage is done. No do-overs... No take-backs... just the lingering of what was spewed out. We may be able to forgive, for that moment and may be able to set it aside, but there will be that ache... that sadness... that initial sting.

I am not perfect by any means... But, I will more often than not hold my tongue or even sustain from sending something I have written that stems from hurt or anger. I don't want my hurt or anger to rule my words doing damage that can't be undone. I have folders filled with pain and that is where they will stay. They are filed in my heart and out of my head giving me some freedom to move forward with the rest of what lies ahead for me. I may have taken a hit but filing it away or not saying it does allow me to take steps forward, at some point, with no more further damage being done on my end.

I have learned and then realized that it is in our nature that even though we hear hundreds of good things about ourselves that help us to feel good for moments in time... that we will forget these praises, and we may not really even believe them when being heard. Yet, to hear just one negative or harsh thing... that is what we will remember, that is what we will hang on to and that is what we will believe above all else. Example, you can tell a person a thousand times how beautiful they are, but it only takes just ONE time of saying something negative about the way they look and that will NEGATE ALL the thousands of times you've told them how beautiful they are. Truly, that is some power we possess...

So, tread lightly... put your filters on... think before speak... ONLY spew words that you will mean after the hurt and/or anger have passed...

And, remember there's no do-over button ..."I'm just say'n"

Priceless Treasure

On this day, March 28, 1974

...was the discovery of great treasures and gold

Your charm
…is the treasure that leaves us with a twinkle in our eyes

Your witt
…is the treasure that gives us the joy in our thoughts

Your humor
...is the treasure that fills our souls with laughter

Your smile
…is the treasure that fuels our delight and happiness

Your talent
…is the treasure that leaves us with a vision for a lifetime

Your spirit
…is the treasure that runs through us leaving us whole

Your spirituality
…is the treasure that lifts us up to the light

Your wisdom
…is the treasure that enlightens us with your insight

Your strength
…is the treasure that inspires us to never give up

Your kindness
…is the treasure that brings warmth to our lives

Your tenderness
…is the treasure that gently embraces us daily

Your generosity
…is the treasure that gives with an open heart

Your soul
…is the treasure that influences the depths of our being

Your beauty
…is the treasure that shines through you inside and out

Your love
…is the treasure that is the most precious one that binds us

Kimmy Curtis
...is the special gold that we so deeply treasure

Happy Birthday to you... my priceless treasure

Updating on Six Word Stories....

...gathering all of notes from my iPhone, papers from the office, my nightstand and my truck... inspired from life, friends, songs and even T-shirts:

FROM T-shirts
*Drinking... continuing 'til the economy improves
*Just another handsome dyke... just say'n

FROM songs
*Somewhere Over the Rainbow... bluebirds fly Israel Kamakawiwo'ole
*Don't make promised you can't keep Cher
*A nice day to start, again Billy Idol
*Come on, break my heart, again Sheryl Crow

*Icyhot... you should go pee FIRST Inspired by my brother LOL

FROM life
*FINE... F$%4'd up, Insecure, neurotic and emotional !
*Yes, I am ready for it
*Has been running... knee jerk reaction
*Is missing my sister on Facebook
*Has enjoyed getting her funny back
*Getting re-acquainted with old friends... NICE
*Garlic powder makes everything taste better
*In the shower... contemplating and processing
*Good isn't great... but isn't bad
*Woke up a 7am... how cruel
*Running... from safety or to safety
*Anything I've left... it's for you
*For this moment... all makes sense
*Music returning back into my soul
*Sharing my drive with Melissa Etheridge
*Some, I like more than others
*Words... wonderful gifts to be shared

There... my head, truck, office, phone and pockets are clear for another round of Six Word Stories... to be continued

Excerpts from my Letter...

I wrote a friend and was letting her know how things were going in my life. She has been listening diary for me, so I thought I would share parts of this letter with you...

~~I want to tell you about my day which was one of those days that I should have just stayed in bed all day w/ the covers over my head ! I was out gathering and filling out applications all day. I took a break to go have lunch w/ a friend. As I was driving him home, I went to make a U-turn, and he fell out of the truck, because he hadn't shut the door right. I slammed on my brakes, because I was also afraid that I was going to run him over. By the time I got out of the truck and to the other side, he was UP...but his hand was all shredded, his knee was tore up, his pants were ripped at both knees and he was bleeding everywhere ! I felt so bad... I kept saying how sorry I was, and I started to cry. I took him home and got him cleaned up.

When I left there, I was still so upset by the TRAUMA. But, a little later, I ran into an old EX of mine who was able to make me feel better. We visited w/ each other until I had to go babysit. I left there with a "missing" in my heart and was thinking to myself, "I'll learn to be just friends... if I have to."

I enjoyed your letter, and I an glad you are in better spirits, and thank you for the pic. You lQQk great. I have shared it w/ some friends and family. I am excited for you about the girl and the poem. That is one reason why I like songs so much, because they always hit home w/ the way things are going in life and/or the way I am feeling. That's why I want to write lyrics or poems that would touch someone in someway. I am going to sigh off for now, but I 'll be back...

Well, guess who'sss Baaaccck ? ...How clever of you ! You are right... it's me, Teri ! I am sorry for not getting back in touch w/ sooner and that that made you feel alone and that no one cares. But, know that I do ! I really do miss you, and if it takes writing you EVERYDAY, I'd do it and believe me you are NOT forgotten. I just got off of the phone w/ your sister. Your family really misses you and say they will write you once a week ! Your mom and Gina talked about 5days ago and say they are going to do a better job of keeping in touch. Your sister, Jen, says she wants to write but struggles with it... You know, how there are some people who sit down to write but their minds just go blank, so don't think your mom and sister don't care... Because, they do ! Well, Gina has a nice home & is doing well financially, but I have realized that I will have to get some roommates.
Now, as far as me giving on you, where would you get a crazy idea like that ?!?! Teri, doesn't give up on anyone especially someone she cares about ! I mean, look at my mom, I haven't given up on her and that's gotta say a lot. And, you know I love her !

Well. I guess, it's just one of those days.... that's why I have been crying off and on. Maybe, I just need a good cry, but I just want to crawl back bed and start it over... good night and know that I am her for you... TTFN TTLY TTYL IHFY TRWL LOL
...May love go w/ you always !!~~
PS... Hurry home, I don't have anyone to sit on my lap or put my arm around someone who is half my size... LOL

Well Crap, I just saw your PS about not showing your pic to anyone. I am sorry about showing it to Willcott, Sheila, Jeff and Steve... ooops.~~

Well, here is the funny thing about this letter. It was written in Sept of 1980... Thirty years ago by me to a high school friend who was in the military at the time, with whom I am still friends with, and in fact we are planning our 30yr class reunion together with some others. That's how I got a hold of the letter. She brought it for us to read.

As we were reading this letter, we realized that not much as changed in my life. Things are pretty much the same for me then as they are for me today...

*Still looking for a job
*I have been surrounded by bloody TRAUMA... well at least with me and my pets...
*STILL ~...learning to be just friends with my EX's if I have to~
*I am back to babysitting part time
*Still loving music, lyrics, poems & writing
*Still try to rally and keep everyone together
*Gina's got her own home and doing well financially... (Thank God for me)
*Still have roommates
*Teri, doesn't give up on anyone especially someone she cares about... even her mother
*Still crying off and on w/ rough days and wanting to crawl back in bed for a do-over
*Still have my own way of writing w/ my texting... LOL
*Still want, yet don't have, anyone to sit on my lap and put my arm around

In short, I know it's a bit late for that, my life has done a complete 360. As Robin pointed out, "The more things change, the more they stay the same"

My nephew's 18th Birthday gift... from me

“A Fine Young Man”
The man that you have grown to be…

You started out in our arms…
...Now, you can hold us up with your strength

You started out by filling our hearts…
...And now, your heart has embrace the world

You started out with your first baby steps…
...Now, you are running forward with a zest for life

You started out understanding our words…
...And now, you are a young man with words of your own

You started out with your first words…
...Now, you have thoughts and opinions for us to hear

You started out needing your hand held…
...And now, you are grabbing hands and taking the lead

You started out learning in school…
...Now, you teach those around you with your knowledge.

You started out needing us to watch over you…
...And now, you have your own vision

You started out with our protection...
...Now, you are able to take others under your wings

You started out with the need of our guidance…
...And now, you are following your own direction

You started out asking for advice…
...Now, you are being sought after to give your insight to others

You started out in kindergarten…
...And now, you are graduating high school

You started out with your destiny in question…
...Now, you are on your own path to face your destiny

Landyn's last letter to Santa Claus

Landyn C. Webb
### ???? Rica Ct
### ??? Silver St
????, CA #####

Dear Santa,

Hi Santa it’s me Landyn. This is going to my wish list. My list has for things the first one I would like but the very last three would be a blessing form you and God. The second one is my life long dream to have but the last two I really need not just for me but my friends need it more than I do. So please remember this and here they are...

1) Assassin’s Creed the video game.

2) An authentic pro size football signed buy the NFL’s one and only Tom Brady. But if this is too much I would just like the chance to meet and talk to him.

3) A blessing for my friends to stop cussing and saying nasty things.

4) A blessing for me and Bailey to start being better friends.

Love,
Landyn

PS:I wouldn’t mind a 5 lb Hershey Bar. By the way house is Mrs. Clause doing?

Pre-blog writings... JC's nightmare

Well, here I go...
I let the dogs in.... and they started play like they ALWAYs do. I went in to my office to go get some office work done. Just as I sat down, I heard odd, loud sounds from the dog(s). I came running around the corner into my room and saw Derby shaking her head vigorously at JC's neck. I ran over to them to pull Derby off of JC but found that Derby's bottom jaw was trapped in JC's collar in a figure 8. Derby was trying to get free, but she was choking out JC !! I put my hand on the back of JC's collar to try and find the release clip on her collar... That’s when JC turn her neck and bit into my arm... I screamed like I have never screamed before. She wouldn’t release my arm, so I had to pull my arm free. She was scared... being choked out… and must have thought I was a part of all that.
Her teeth sliced across my wrist... blood was gushing out of my wrist… the dogs were still attached…. Derby still shaking her head trying to get lose…. JC was going limp from being choked. Derby then started dragging JC around the room, and JC was dying or was already dead… because, now she wasn’t moving all as she was being dragged and was having bowel movements all over the floor…
I could not do anything as ALL of this was happening…. I kept screaming and crying for Derby to stop, but she couldn’t… she was fighting for her life too. I had clutched my wrist with the hand that wasn’t injured to try and stop the bleeding. I was afraid I was going to bleed to death because of where the cuts were and all the blood from me that was everywhere, so I couldn’t physically help the dogs. I was scared for JC… for Derby…. And for myself… but could do NOTHING to help them !!!!
I finally got to a phone but had to try dialing the numbers with the hand that was tore up, because I couldn’t let go of my wrist with all of the bleeding. I finally got a hold of Carol (I had made some other phone calls too for help with the dogs… with no answers) While waiting for Carol… Derby finally got lose. She ran off, and JC wasn’t moving… I was crying, because I was heartbroken about the dogs and still scared for myself. I looked over at JC’s body again, and JC’s head was up with eyes open… I couldn’t believe it! She got up walked over to the bathroom area… but, she didn’t do anything else. I called for her, but she would come.
Carol got to my place called 911 for an ambulance. While we were waiting for them, Carol made some more phone calls for me to try and get some help for the dogs. She got a hold of Courtney. She and Patty came right over. Carol also call her partner, Cristi, and asked her and their friend Peter if they would come over while we were in the ER to clean up all the mess that was made by JC and me… and they did.
JC was having a hard time breathing, and she was throwing up blood. Courtney and Patty took JC to the vet… she is still there. She is still not doing well. when I called to check on her status, they were still wanting to keep monitoring her and to keep checking in on her. So, for the third time today, I called… they said the doctor was in a meeting and he is going to call me when he is done. Derby is having a tough time too... she hasn’t really been in the house much. She won’t come in from the kennel (except when I had her sleep with me last night and feed her this morning)
I want to thank all of my family and friends for all of their help… support …. Kindness…. And love. I don’t know what I would have done without all of you !!! “Thank you” doesn’t even come close to my gratitude !!