The REAL world.

Tonight's blog may be either short or long, depends on how much I want to ramble. Before I start I'd like to warn those of you who may not believe in the paranormal, you WON'T want to read this.

I will be talking tonight about several different things, just hang in with me.

Okay, to start out I'd like to talk about my mom and grandmas new organization for a second.

Well, we got our first donation with it being up only one day (This was a couple of days ago.) I was super happy to see it was one of my dear pogo friends that donated to our organization for the troops. So, even though she doesn't have my blog address, THANK YOU Connie!!!

Now, The REAL world. Many of you may disagree but, spirits ARE real, when we die, sometimes our spirits are left on earth to do whatever unfinished business we had left to do.

It could be many of things our spirits felt they had left to do, maybe we were murdered? Well our spirit may feel the need to try an talk to someone, or show someone HOW we died. Maybe right before we died we told our family member we hated their guts? Well, we may feel the need as a spirit to show our family member that, we really love them and we were simply angry at that moment.

My grandma will not like this post, but I'm simply speaking as to HOW I believe, not everybody is Jehovah. Simple as that.

I know the life of living with the dead, I have done it for many of years, many of you won't believe this, most of you may think I'm crazy, I'm not. I will NOT name who I know, but someone in my family is actually a medium, actually I believe everyone is, we just learn to tune it out, act as if its simply not even there.

I am a writer, I could write about paranormal very well, I have lived with the outcome for a long period. I choose however, to write about love, love beats all. I want to bring joy to as many as I can, I know that by writing paranormal many wouldn't read my books. I praise Stephan King for writing how he does. Stephanie Myers, my mom and Stephan King are WHY I decided to write.

One of my pogo friends claim to live, and love a ghost. It IS possible, some days I don't know if shes pulling my foot or telling me the truth, I know ghosts are real, I know people can see and hear them, I know if you knew the person before they died (Which she did) You can love them even as a spirit. It seems a lot like a fairytale story sometimes.

Just because we don't see it for our selves doesn't mean its not real. I had witnessed some paranormal activities my self, I have seen things, Then I wasn't sure if it was my eyes playing tricks on me or if I was seeing what I THOUGHT I was seeing, Now I know however, when I saw a shadow that had NO way of being mine, or anybody else's it was the oh so friendly spirits I used to live with.

This post is already a very long one.

Dad,

I love and miss you, I'm glad you believe what mom has told you about past houses and dreams and so on. Stay safe my true hero. Stay warm and know I'm waiting for you to come home with open arms.

Soul moving music

Tonight I'm writing about music, because everyone agrees that music is an important thing in life.
Every one has different tastes in music. I know this because when I'm playing on my gaming web site (pogo.com) when I meet someone new one of the first things I ask is, "what kind of music do you listen to?"
I have gotten many answers, and if I'm on the music subject sometimes I'll say, "I love country music!" and someone will say "country is the worst music ever." I shrug it off and continue my chat.

Tonight as mom was fixing dinner we heard some really awful and loud music coming from outside. Grandma commented that she hated that music and that people shouldn't play music that loud from their cars, it literately shook the house! It was horrible.

Today me and my sister "monkey Boo" was singing on the porch, we were memorizing some of our favorite song's. One of which was "He's Coming Home" by Cowboy Crush. Its about a man in the military, it really hits home to our family right now. It's talking about their loved one coming home safe. Our family has hope that my dad will be home safe and sound. I know he will because I have faith in him, I know he's well trained for this sort of thing. 

Back to music. I know some people may say "country isn't the best" but my little sister boo can sing very well, I mean she sounds like Carrie Underwood, she's so good! I would love nothing more than to see my little sister in concert. Or even at the Grand Ole Opry! I know she can do it. As well as my sister's Boo and Lea singing well, so can my mom, dad and even my grandparents! I guess its in our blood. My family says I can sing well too, I don't so much think so but, I guess as long as others enjoy it it's worth doing.

Anyway, I ramble too much about nothing I guess but the point I'm trying to make is, music is a wonderful thing. I can't believe schools took out music class. I think everyone should learn something to do with music, it brings people joy and happiness. Especially me and my family. My family and I do whats known in our house as "music night" its when mom plays about ten seconds of a song and me and my sisters have to say the name of the song and the band, its really fun!

Well, that's my fill for the night, I will blog more tomorrow night.

I love and miss you so much dad, I think of you every minute of every day, but if a song comes on that you sing to mom, or that I listened to while you were here I think of you just that much more. Stay strong like I know you can. Hurry home, I love you!

     Faith