<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8131743372073066619</id><updated>2011-07-31T01:45:54.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Simple Things</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555236929773193558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lKfAJ1XsTpw/S6aXv6F465I/AAAAAAAAABQ/xH4KDH0m5Lk/S220/Amazing+Grace.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8131743372073066619.post-4873333026789831226</id><published>2010-10-05T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T14:08:39.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>50th Wedding Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;An anniversary is a time to celebrate the joys of today, the memories of yesterday, and the hopes of tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; ~Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;On September 24, 2010 my parents celebrated their 50th Wedding Anniversary. (See pictures at &lt;a href="http://prayerspraiseandphotographs.blogspot.com/"&gt;Prayer, Praise and Photographs&lt;/a&gt;)&amp;nbsp; We (22 of us) went to Lone Star Park. We had reserved 3 large tables in The Silk Dinning Room. It was perfect and beautiful. We were able to enjoy our meal as we watched the quarter horses race. There was lots of food, lots of betting and lots of laughter. They had an extremely large buffet area. There was also special cake in honor of their anniversary delivered to our table. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Everyone had a great time. There were some first timers…they had never been to the horse races. It was so much fun watching them, listening to them when they realized they had won and going with them to collect their winnings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Mom received a beautiful ring for their 50 years together. They asked for no gifts. So each guests placed a bet on a different horse (to win, place or show) in a single race. The hope was that a long shot would come in. No such luck. Of course they won, but not on a long shot. They received a beautiful crystal vase and many cards. The love, laughter and memories shared that night are the best gift of all of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;My sister Becky and her children (Jennifer, Hailey, and Dillon) had never been to the horse races. They would all pick a horse for a trifecta bet. My sister would place the bet. In error, Becky had placed the same trifecta bet twice for one race. The look on her face when her bet won and she realized it was the one she place twice was priceless. I believe she was the big winner of the night. They were absolutely precious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;My brother Bobby and his wife Angela seemed to be pros. One memory that brings a smile to my face was Bobby, Angela and Jessee watching the race so intensely. Then Angela started jumping up and down. Bobby was smiling. I couldn’t tell you if her horse won, because my thought at that moment was of a happy family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Three of Bobby and Angela’s seven boys were able to be with us. Fisher and Blake explored while Jessee made a couple of bets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;My Uncle Gary and Aunt Cindy were there to celebrate with us. I adore them. I love to take pictures of them. They show so much affection towards each other. It is true love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;My sweet girls were there as well. Michelle, Cali, Brittany and Mandy looked gorgeous.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Mandy was giving them tips and explaining the process to them. She is such a beautiful person inside and out. I was so happy she was able to be there. We missed not having Ronny with her, but duty called and he had to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Michelle, Cali, Tommy, Brittany and Wesley all rode together. They looked awesome. This group should have a road show. They bring laughter everywhere they go. Cali was so well behaved. She hung out with me all night and kept me company since Michael was at work. Brittany and Wesley were so color coordinated. I loved it! Unfortunately, I failed to get a picture of just them as a couple. I missed taking several pictures. Michelle and Tommy looked wonderful. They looked so good together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;My Mom’s friends Janith and Dale were also there. I was so happy they could make it. They are like family. They sat at the same table as Michelle, Tommy, Brittany, Wesley, Gary and Cindy. I am sure my girls kept everyone sitting at the table entertained. I heard lots of laughter coming from behind me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;I do owe my Dad an apology. I think every picture (185 of them) flashed in his eyes. He never complained. It is now a joke. He even commented he found me down by the track because he could see the flash of my camera. I LOVE YOU DAD!!!! Sorry, for blinding you through most of the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;We never know what tomorrow will bring. But what I do know is that 50 years ago a young couple married, gave the gift of life, created a family and provided many happy memories for the future. I owe them so much. I am so blessed to have them as my Mother and Father. I LOVE YOU MOM AND DAD!!!! Thank you so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU TO ALL WHO MADE THIS NIGHT VERY SPECIAL FOR TWO VERY SPECIAL PEOPLE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8131743372073066619-4873333026789831226?l=thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/feeds/4873333026789831226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/10/50th-wedding-anniversary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/4873333026789831226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/4873333026789831226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/10/50th-wedding-anniversary.html' title='50th Wedding Anniversary'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555236929773193558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lKfAJ1XsTpw/S6aXv6F465I/AAAAAAAAABQ/xH4KDH0m5Lk/S220/Amazing+Grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8131743372073066619.post-4119338661343707151</id><published>2010-09-22T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T19:46:32.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Night Turned Special</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;You can't deny laughter; when it comes, it plops down in your favorite chair and stays as long as it wants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; ~Stephen King, &lt;i&gt;Hearts in Atlantis&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;This past Friday was Michael’s birthday.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He had to work Friday and Saturday, trying planning anything was not really possible.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He works twelve hour shifts.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We usually go out to eat with my&amp;nbsp;sweet brother &amp;amp; sister-in-law about once a month.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We are so fortunate that Mandy and Ronny can usually meet us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Anyway, after a long day at work Michael decided he wasn't too tired to go out to dinner.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We were going out for our&amp;nbsp;routine&amp;nbsp;dinner with these wonderful people.&amp;nbsp; Sweet Haley joined us this time...she is so cute.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We went to one of our favorite places.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; We went to eat Habachi style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Someone told the Hibachi Chef –Chef Donnie it was&amp;nbsp;Michael's birthday….everything took off.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We all laughed so much.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;No one brought a camera, because it was suppose to be just another routine dinner with family.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This picture was taken by Mandy using her phone.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lKfAJ1XsTpw/TJq2cx3ZQ2I/AAAAAAAAATg/T3PPDvFdiFU/s1600/Michaels+Birthday+9.18.2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lKfAJ1XsTpw/TJq2cx3ZQ2I/AAAAAAAAATg/T3PPDvFdiFU/s200/Michaels+Birthday+9.18.2010.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I had tried to work something for Sunday with family, but there was scheduling conflicts.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So, the impromptu Saturday night created an unexpected celebration.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Who would have thought a routine night out would have turned into so much laughter?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I know what you are thinking…must have been alcohol involved….FYI…NO alcoholic beverages were served all night.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was just fun with a wonderful group of people.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;Mandy, Ronny, Monty, Tammy and Haley thank you for meeting us for dinner. Thank you for all the laughter and love. Thank you for making Michael’s birthday a little extra special.&amp;nbsp; It started out as a routine dinner and it was anything but routine.&amp;nbsp; THANK YOU!!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I will have Cali’s birthday&amp;nbsp;pictures here soon. The pictures of the adults sliding down the inflatable slides are great. Good time and Great Memories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8131743372073066619-4119338661343707151?l=thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/feeds/4119338661343707151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/09/night-turned-special.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/4119338661343707151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/4119338661343707151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/09/night-turned-special.html' title='A Night Turned Special'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555236929773193558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lKfAJ1XsTpw/S6aXv6F465I/AAAAAAAAABQ/xH4KDH0m5Lk/S220/Amazing+Grace.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lKfAJ1XsTpw/TJq2cx3ZQ2I/AAAAAAAAATg/T3PPDvFdiFU/s72-c/Michaels+Birthday+9.18.2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8131743372073066619.post-5169797634758952741</id><published>2010-09-07T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T13:47:06.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Why is God punishing me?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When we put our cares in His hands, He puts His peace in our hearts. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Author Unknown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Why is God punishing me?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Have you ever heard someone say those words? Have you ever said those words or thought them? It breaks my heart to hear those words from anyone (even when I accidentally over hear them). I don’t believe God punishes us. I believe He is a just God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I believe &lt;u&gt;most&lt;/u&gt; of our situations/circumstances are man made. We make bad choice(s) or someone else makes a choice that affects us negatively. That is not God’s will. That is “man’s” will…his free choice. (FYI…I don’t believe God punishes us with illness either.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I believe that regardless of the situation/circumstances we may find ourselves in…God will see us through it. God will see you through it in His time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;God is there to comfort and guide us. BUT it is up to you.&amp;nbsp; Pray for comfort, peace and guidance.&amp;nbsp; Do you turn it over to Him? Do you give Him your pain, anger and disappointment? OR Do you complain about it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Humble yourself! Do not block your comfort/guidance by complaining. Keep your heart open to Him. Changes will come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Believing God is my first and only thought.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8131743372073066619-5169797634758952741?l=thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/feeds/5169797634758952741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/09/why-is-god-punishing-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/5169797634758952741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/5169797634758952741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/09/why-is-god-punishing-me.html' title='&quot;Why is God punishing me?&quot;'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555236929773193558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lKfAJ1XsTpw/S6aXv6F465I/AAAAAAAAABQ/xH4KDH0m5Lk/S220/Amazing+Grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8131743372073066619.post-8360086892183067921</id><published>2010-06-29T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:52:48.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OH, Really?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let there be more joy and laughter in your living. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ~Eileen Caddy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Have you ever just sat back and went &lt;em&gt;“Really?”&lt;/em&gt; I am talking a sarcastic &lt;em&gt;“Really?”&lt;/em&gt; I am talking about the kind of &lt;em&gt;“Really”&lt;/em&gt; that says &lt;em&gt;“you really (that word again) must think I was born yesterday or fell off that turnip truck.”&lt;/em&gt; The kind of really that says it all. (without attitude or acting hateful.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I am talking a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;bout all the different tones and facial expressions that can change the meaning of the word &lt;em&gt;“Really”… “Awe, Really?”&lt;/em&gt; with a sad look shows sympathy. &lt;em&gt;“Really?”&lt;/em&gt; with a huge smile and/or outburst says &lt;em&gt;“OH MY HOW FUNNY”…..A sharp quick “Really?”&lt;/em&gt; is excitement. The slow lingering &lt;em&gt;“Ohhhh Reeeaalllyy?”&lt;/em&gt; is pushing sarcasm. I&amp;nbsp;say Really a lot…but usually not out of sarcasm…it is usually out of shocking disbelief of something real happening (happiness majority of the time)…But the last week or so I found myself saying it with sarcasm. I thought about it today…&lt;em&gt;”they must think I was born yesterday and fell off the turnip truck this afternoon.”&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The kind of Really that says &lt;em&gt;“wow…they think I &lt;strong&gt;was&lt;/strong&gt; born yesterday &lt;strong&gt;and fell off&lt;/strong&gt; the turnip truck this afternoon.”&lt;/em&gt; Then I laugh and say OHHHH MY HOW FUNNY…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we can do is reach out, smile and continue our walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I love life and everything it has to offer….LIVE, LOVE and LAUGH says it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Please visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://prayerspraiseandphotographs.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Prayers Praise and Photographs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; for a peek at pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8131743372073066619-8360086892183067921?l=thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/feeds/8360086892183067921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/8360086892183067921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/8360086892183067921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-really.html' title='OH, Really?'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555236929773193558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lKfAJ1XsTpw/S6aXv6F465I/AAAAAAAAABQ/xH4KDH0m5Lk/S220/Amazing+Grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8131743372073066619.post-9052675224399995503</id><published>2010-06-15T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T13:27:10.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Mark Twain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day and bless others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8131743372073066619-9052675224399995503?l=thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/feeds/9052675224399995503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-quote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/9052675224399995503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/9052675224399995503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-quote.html' title='Just a Quote'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555236929773193558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lKfAJ1XsTpw/S6aXv6F465I/AAAAAAAAABQ/xH4KDH0m5Lk/S220/Amazing+Grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8131743372073066619.post-8827843562424953812</id><published>2010-06-02T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T19:54:30.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remember that nothing is small in the eyes of God. Do all that you do with love. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ~ St. Therese of Liseux&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my big brother’s birthday. Bobby is the perfect big brother. We will not discuss his age out of respect for the elderly. I am just kidding. I love teasing him. He has a great sense of humor. He comes by it naturally. He was my protector growing up and still is today. He has always watched over me my whole life. He does not like to be in the lime-light. He is happy being the one in the back ground making others happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my big brother I have received VIP treatment. He has sent a limo to pick our mother, myself and a few other ladies up to see George Strait in concert (compliments of him). That was a fun time. Mom got to meet George Strait up close and personal. He is her favorite singer. We got to visit with Terry Bradshaw (over an hour) while waiting on our limo to take us home. Good Times &amp;amp; Great Memories! My mother and I received royal treatment at a Gretchen Wilson concert (compliments of him). He has always seen to it that our mom and I are treated like royalty. Michael, Monty, Tammy and I were treated like VIPs at the recent NASCAR races. We had the times of our lives. We needed a mini vacation and it was perfect….even with all the rain. I will always cherish these experiences, because without his hand I would have missed out. I love the memories. Thank you Bobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell you my fondest memory of my big brother. He will not acknowledge this happened, but I give you word it did. It meant so much to me as a young child that it is forever etched in my brain. When he and I were little (he may have been in 2nd me in 1st) we would walk to school. We always walked together. He always made sure I crossed the street properly and was protected. One school day we decided to cross through the creek instead of walking down to the bridge. The creek edge that leads to the bottom was steep. But with his help I managed to get down to the creek bottom. When I tried to cross the water I slipped on the rock I was using as my path. Down I went into the water, losing my lunch and scratching up my hands and knees. I was crying and he was comforting me. When we got to school he made sure I was okay and as clean as I could possibly be. He gave me his lunch that day and he did without. He checked on me when he could. I will never forget how he took care of me and comforted me that day. He has repeated acts of kindness all his life. He is the same good guy today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So…..to my big brother on this very special day. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! Thank you for being the best big brother any sister could ask for. Thank you for each smile and hug you send my way. I can always hear you smile through the phone….even the text messages. My girls adore you. May this day and the rest of your life be filled with blessings, wonderful memories and a lifetime of peace.&amp;nbsp; I LOVE YOU BIG BROTHER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I owe my Mom and Dad special thanks. This is their day too. I LOVE YOU MOM AND DAD!!! You guys gave me the best big brother a little sister could ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very blessed to have my family. Blessed that no matter what is going on they stick beside each other. They do not disown you, nor do they work against you like you are the enemy. We are respectful towards each other. My siblings and I know that we are bonded together. We can laugh, cry, vent and most of all just be together through it all. We may not speak every day, but there is that bond of closeness because we are family. I know that if I need anything my family will be there for me. I will be there for them. I guess when you lose a sibling you make a decision about what is important. We made ours without saying a word. Family is important. Don you are missed everyday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Father, please continue to bless our family. Watch over each of us as only you can do. I pray for healing for those that are ill. I pray for the healing of broken hearts and those that are discouraged. I pray for those who are struggling with mean spirited individuals. I pray for those mean spirited individuals; that you can help release the anger from their heart. Father, please be with my brother in his travels.&amp;nbsp; Thank you for being a beautiful light in our life. I will see you in heaven. AMEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See recent memories in pictures&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://prayerspraiseandphotographs.blogspot.com/"&gt;Prayers, Praise and Photographs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8131743372073066619-8827843562424953812?l=thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/feeds/8827843562424953812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/8827843562424953812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/8827843562424953812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555236929773193558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lKfAJ1XsTpw/S6aXv6F465I/AAAAAAAAABQ/xH4KDH0m5Lk/S220/Amazing+Grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8131743372073066619.post-672085465700342141</id><published>2010-05-07T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T13:31:16.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter to My Mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;"My Mom has always been one of my biggest supporters and the wisdom she has given me over the years has helped shaped the person I am today." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;~Catherine Pulsifer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so lucky to have you as my mother. You are one of my best friends. I love talking to you every day. The few occasions where we didn’t talk I felt like I was missing something. My day wasn’t complete. But we always manage to find each other the next day. I can’t remember one time in which we didn’t laugh while talking on the phone. I look forward to talking to you everyday. I love visiting with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate how you taught me respect, to have work ethics, to be honorable and to have integrity. You taught me so many things without even knowing it. You have taught me to be strong in times of great trials. You taught me to be respectful and act like a lady in public. You taught me to compromise and at times hold my ground. You taught me to laugh each day. Because of you I am a better mother and grandmother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to offer you an apology. I know I have said this before, but I want you to know how sincere I am. I am sorry for those times (in my early years) that I didn’t show you the respect you deserved. I am sorry for the times I thought the world revolved around me and proceeded to act like a brat. I am sorry when my tone was less than kind. I am sorry for every time I rolled my eyes or sighed like you didn’t have a clue. You obviously had all the clues…but you let me learn some lessons on my own. Thank you for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being the kind of mother that no matter what…I can come to you. Thank you for accepting my apology when I let a dirty word slip out in your presence. You deserve more respect than that. Thank you for not turning your back on me and loving me as I am. Thank you for not criticizing me in brutal ways, but talking to me in ways of love and kindness. You always are looking out for my best interest. You politely (sometimes without a word) let me know if I am out of line with my thinking….thank you….Thank you for being the best MEMAW my girls and Cali could ever ask for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many wonderful memories of you and with you. You are my light, my comfort and my truth teller. I love Christmas times around your home. The smile on your face as the grandchildren and great grandchildren are screaming as they open their gifts. I will never forget Cali screaming “I always wanted panties.” (Like she didn’t have a ton already.) I love talking about our road trip to California. Wow! You, me, a young adult, 2 teenagers and a 9 month old what were we thinking? We survived. We had a great time and great memories from our trip. I love that you, me, Becky and Hailey experienced New York together. Your children, grandchildren and great grandchildren seem to give you an extra zest. You have blessed me with the zest of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God gave me a special gift. He gave me you. I love taking classes with you, taking girl trips or mini trips to OK. Thank you for being the best mom anyone could ask for. Thank you for introducing me to the Church when I was so young. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you. You are my best friend. I hope I am half the mother you are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your loving daughter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;“All that I am or ever hope to be, I owe to my angel Mother.” ~Abraham Lincoln&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8131743372073066619-672085465700342141?l=thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/feeds/672085465700342141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/05/letter-to-my-mother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/672085465700342141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/672085465700342141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/05/letter-to-my-mother.html' title='A Letter to My Mother'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555236929773193558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lKfAJ1XsTpw/S6aXv6F465I/AAAAAAAAABQ/xH4KDH0m5Lk/S220/Amazing+Grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8131743372073066619.post-6025126085176566958</id><published>2010-04-21T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T12:31:58.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter to My Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: magenta;"&gt;We have been friends together in sunshine and in shade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: magenta;"&gt;~ Caroline Norton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear sweet friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have known each other many years. I remember the day we really met. You were sitting on the back porch of Plummer Elementary. It was an instant friendship…just add tea. We were bonded together from that point on. You are a true from the heart friend. God had placed a gift in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the years we have done a lot of things together. We have shared family time, cooked out together, lay out (I got burned many time, but it was so worth it), girl’s night out, vented to each other, cried, laughed until we almost wet ourselves and played Wii. Just to mention a few. You have always been there for me during happy and sad times. You have a way of making all things better. You and Britt must be related because you can say some of the funniest things…just when I needed it most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During those times when visiting was difficult.…we knew we were still friends-friends of the heart. Life was taking hold and I let go. Thank you for not letting me disappear and fade away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t express to you what kind of friend you are to me. I can tell you I love you and consider you one of my closest and dearest friends. You are a sister to me. You are part of my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past couples of weeks have been different. It didn’t feel right…you on your mini-vacation in another town with little communication between us. I even commented that something didn’t feel right. I was missing you more than normal. I guess it was our friendship connection….you know that friendship of the heart thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your email to me said it all. My heart was breaking for you. I was so angry. I finally realized to be there for you with a pure heart and clear head….I needed to give it to God. Sooooo...that is what I did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend....my sister….I am here for you. I am only a phone call or an email away. During these hard times, the not knowing and uncertainties of life...remember God is there and you are not alone. I am with you in my heart and in my prayers. You are with me in my heart and prayers. You have so many people that love you and cherish you. We are praying for healing and for a healthy life. I am (we are) praying for you and your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my dear sweet friend….I miss you very much. We will see each other soon, but until then there will be prayers, cards, emails, phone calls and texts. Think good positive thoughts. The “shade” of life will not interfere with our friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care of you, &lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: blue;"&gt;Do not be wise in your own eyes; fear the LORD and shun evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: blue;"&gt;This will bring health to your body and nourishment to your bones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: blue;"&gt;Proverb 3:5-8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8131743372073066619-6025126085176566958?l=thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/feeds/6025126085176566958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/04/letter-to-my-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/6025126085176566958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/6025126085176566958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/04/letter-to-my-friend.html' title='A Letter to My Friend'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555236929773193558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lKfAJ1XsTpw/S6aXv6F465I/AAAAAAAAABQ/xH4KDH0m5Lk/S220/Amazing+Grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8131743372073066619.post-1448808846849087995</id><published>2010-04-13T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T18:54:48.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Bad Mood Here.</title><content type='html'>You never know when you’re making a memory.” ~ Rickie Lee Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I awoke this morning I was tired and running late. I wasn’t in a bad mood….I woke up late. I will be late for work and a bad mood will not&amp;nbsp;change the situation. It isn’t my nature to wake up in a bad mood. I was once told…”you have the right to be in a bad mood, but you don’t have the right to force or impose it upon others.” I can’t remember the last time I woke up in a bad mood. I wake each morning looking forward to a new day of making memories. I wake up each day remembering something pleasant about my life. I am so Blessed. NO BAD MOOD HERE!&amp;nbsp; ONLY MEMORIES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week brought beautiful weather and moments...that are forever etched in my memory. These memories may not be mine alone. In fact, I heard from Michelle and Mandy about Friday night. They shared with me....which became my memory too.&amp;nbsp; They took Cali to the movies. They had a wonderful time. Both girls talked about how sweet each other&amp;nbsp;is and how much fun they had (including Cali). Michelle ALWAYS talks of Mandy's sweetness and generosity.&amp;nbsp; I love that they spent time together.&amp;nbsp; It is so hard with work, soccer and Cali's games.&amp;nbsp; They gave me a memory without even knowing it...Love you more than chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another memory&amp;nbsp;I was given was&amp;nbsp;listening to my sweet daughter Mandy talk about the good time she spent with her young cousin Haley. How they had manicure and pedicures…shopped and went to the movies. They ran/walked in the 5k at the new Dallas Cowboy Stadium. They had such a wonderful time.&amp;nbsp; They brought me happiness and a fond memory without me being with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also, have the wonderful memory of my sweet excited daughter Michelle calling to tell me she won the “Biggest Loser” weight challenge on her job. Okay, any of you that know Michelle knows she is not big by far. But she focused on eating healthier than normal and exercising. She lost nearly 18 lbs. I am so proud of her. She looks awesome. I thought she looked great before.&amp;nbsp; The sound of her voice is something I will remember.&amp;nbsp; I am so proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have memories of the many conversations with Brittany throughout the week. She always has me laughing by the time we hang up. She is always in a good mood…even when it seems iffeee…she says something so profoundly funny you can’t help but smile and say “that is my Brittany.” You are my miracle.&amp;nbsp; I can hear you smile through the phone.&amp;nbsp; You are "my Brittany."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The memory of the&amp;nbsp;thoughtful “shout-out” from Amber on her blog about her dad and I. Mike and I love our little outings and dates.&amp;nbsp; We love being outside enjoying nature.&amp;nbsp; (FYI...in response to your blog post…Everyday we kiss goodbye as our last act to each other....and kiss hello first…no matter what kind of mood we are in. You never know when it will be your last kiss.)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No matter what goes on throughout my day I know that I will get a smile and kiss as soon as he sees me.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for refreshing that feeling of unconditional love I have for your dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother, my (other) niece Hailey and I are taking an Art Photography class. It is so much fun. We have learned so much already. The teacher took the whole class on a field trip-photo shoot on Saturday. We went to take pictures of nature (blue bonnets, water, trees, cows, old barns). He turned us loose on nature. It was a fabulous experience. At one point I stopped taking pictures to feel the sun on my face (not to smart I came home with my face sunburned…go figure…guess it was&amp;nbsp;the sun&amp;nbsp;reflecting off the water). Anyway, I watched as my niece and mother walked around taking pictures. I thanked God at that moment. How blessed am I to be here and be with my Mom (and niece)…to experience this with them. I wish I could have all my loved ones with me experiencing it. We took plenty of pictures. Our assignment was to pick two good pictures and email to the teacher to be published in the Waxahachie paper. Then bring our two best and two worse ones to class this Thursday.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Our friend came out with her 5 month old twins....no blue bonnet pictures yet, but I took a lot of them in their stroller.&amp;nbsp; I love my Mom so much.&amp;nbsp; It is so much fun to hang out with her.&amp;nbsp; She is one of my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love coming home. I usually find Mike and Grace in the front yard. They are watering or working. He always sees me and smiles…tells Grace “there’s mom…there’s Donna.” She gets so excited.&amp;nbsp; He must&amp;nbsp;be excited to see me too....because EVERYTIME he gives me a sweaty hug and kiss....I secretly love it.&amp;nbsp; He tells me everyday he thinks I am beautiful...even when I have on no make up and been working in my garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, Mike and I were invited to have lunch with Brittany and Wesley. We met at their home. They have been renovating for about 10 months. After a delicious meal at PF Changs and great conversation we went back to&amp;nbsp;their home.&amp;nbsp; We sat&amp;nbsp;and visited for&amp;nbsp;a while...enjoying the outdoors and comfort of their home. WOW!!! They have done a lot, walls are gone, ceiling raised, 2nd floor has a landing now, hard wood floors downstairs, all rooms a different color, decorations are fab&amp;nbsp;and a beautiful formal dining room. It made me a little sad to see my youngest; my baby is all grown up. She is so responsible. Wesley and Brittany are a true match made in heaven. They have such respect for each other.&amp;nbsp; They appreciate each other.&amp;nbsp; I will think back on this visit and always remember the warmth and comfort of their home and company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I walked down to let Grace out just as I&amp;nbsp;stepped onto the porch a breeze went past. Wow!! It felt good. This was one of those mornings to sit on the patio and drink a good cup of coffee. I remember doing this with my grandmother Billman. What a wonderful and beautiful memory I have of her. This was a moment to take in the gifts from God. How thankful I am to enjoy these quiet little moments, to be thankful for my life, my girls, my husband, my family, my friends and to have my memories (and pictures). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to the next week. The anticipation of new memories has me in a great mood. Who has time to be in a bad mood?&amp;nbsp; Who wants to let a bad mood dictate your day/life?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, Thank you for all the days of my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8131743372073066619-1448808846849087995?l=thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/feeds/1448808846849087995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-bad-mood-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/1448808846849087995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/1448808846849087995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-bad-mood-here.html' title='No Bad Mood Here.'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555236929773193558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lKfAJ1XsTpw/S6aXv6F465I/AAAAAAAAABQ/xH4KDH0m5Lk/S220/Amazing+Grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8131743372073066619.post-7264284598391684505</id><published>2010-04-06T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T18:57:00.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Customized Bouquet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God gave us memories that we might have roses in December. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~J.M. Barrie, Courage, 1922&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been told that amongst tragedy and loss there is something to learn or to be found. Something positive can be built. How true it is! With the passing of my friend I have found many “lost” friends. They were not really lost. I had just misplaced them. I let “us” fade into life. So I will work on reconnecting with my girlfriends. Friends are like roses….I will cherish, nurture and love them during all the seasons of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had the pleasure of keeping our grand~angel a couple times recently. She is so much fun. Her innocence is to be treasured. Her intelligence can’t be tricked. Her smile is angelic. She and I made Easter Cookies for the Ladies Bible Study Group. After they were cooled she explained she only needed three of the cookies. Knowing her mother would get me for giving her three cookies I couldn’t help myself. It is the “Nanny” in me…I gave in. I watched as she gave Ganpa and her mother each a cookie. How sweet was that? I assumed she was going to eat all three and be on a sugar high. My heart was filled with watching her unconditional act of kindness. I asked her mother if I could give her two to take home for the next day. It was so refreshing to see this kindness…I want to have that refreshing child-like kindness…to give and expect nothing in return. This is a special memory (rose) for another season of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter weekend was filled with children, family, laughter, fun, praise, worship and sunshine. A friend of my mother’s opened up her home for an Easter Celebration…okay it was more than a wonderful egg hunt, party, games and food….It was so much more than a party. I took a lot of pictures…see &lt;a href="http://prayerspraiseandphotographs.blogspot.com/"&gt;Prayers, Praise and Photographs&lt;/a&gt;. Watching all the children laugh and play was uplifting. I laughed a lot. The food was wonderful. Everyone pitched in to make this a wonderful time. My mother, my oldest daughter, my grand~angel, my two niece and my two great nieces&amp;nbsp;were there also. We had a good time…shared lots of laughs. This will be a great memory for me and for everyone….all captured in pictures. This time will bring me a full bouquet of memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter Sunday was wonderful. Service was loving and special. Our sweet friend was able to make it to church. She wore a special mask decorated by her lovely daughter for Easter. This family is so filled with love. I love hearing about the confirmation they are receiving from God. Our Father, Our God is powerful! Please keep this family in your prayers. We are speaking life and praying for healing.&amp;nbsp; They are special in&amp;nbsp;the bouquet of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the pleasure of my niece Haley going to Church with me. She usually comes, but this time was special because it was just she and I…girl time. Mike was taking care of things, so wouldn’t have too…he was with us in spirit. Anyway, I love showing off this sweet girl. Her birthday is in May…I can’t wait!!!! We had a wonderful dinner with Haley and the rest of her family later that evening. Lots of laughter love and great food went around the table. Another cherished memory to place in my bouquet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter Sunday I started my garden. Mandy inspired me after seeing her beautiful flower bed...Thank you!&amp;nbsp; I planted my grape vines. Mike planted my live oak trees. I have laid out the pots for plants and imagined all my flowers in bloom. I can honestly say I have started my garden&amp;nbsp;and adding more memories to my bouquet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start your garden!!!&amp;nbsp; Take in each memory....with love and happiness.&amp;nbsp; Nurture your garden and have your own customized bouquet for all the seasons of your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8131743372073066619-7264284598391684505?l=thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/feeds/7264284598391684505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/04/customized-bouquet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/7264284598391684505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/7264284598391684505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/04/customized-bouquet.html' title='Customized Bouquet'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555236929773193558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lKfAJ1XsTpw/S6aXv6F465I/AAAAAAAAABQ/xH4KDH0m5Lk/S220/Amazing+Grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8131743372073066619.post-4553886668102940901</id><published>2010-03-22T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T11:39:15.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Word, Pleasing Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“One word or a pleasing smile is often enough to raise up a saddened and wounded soul.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Therese of Lisieux&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started an additional blog. &lt;a href="http://prayerspraiseandphotographs.blogspot.com/"&gt;Prayers, Praise and Photographs&lt;/a&gt;. I wanted to offer prayer, praise and photographs. With everything that has gone on this past couple weeks I felt it is what I needed to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was heartbreaking for many. A church member and friend Cheryl S. received the results of her scans. The news was not good. She and her family are a light in a dimly lit world. It breaks my heart the pain in which they are going through. But I believe in the power of our father. Her children are updating her Caring Bridge journal daily (&lt;a href="http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/cherylsnyder"&gt;http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/cherylsnyder&lt;/a&gt; ). They update for her when she can't. I have been praying for this wonderful family and friends. Our Pastor (Pastor Vic) has been tirelessly visiting them and several others currently in the hospital. Pastor Vic, Barb and many many others has been keeping us all updated on our Church family members. Assisting this family is a gift.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years ago I had a group of friends I would hang out with when my girls were gone for the weekend. This group of people welcomed me with open arms. They accepted me for me. They were fun to be with and kept me laughing instead of crying. We spent many weekends around the pool. Lots of laughter was what I needed (thank you Jaime). As time went by I went about my way, but always thought of them. I am so appreciative of them. This past Wednesday Jaime called to tell me that Jerry and his wife were dead. Both Jerry and his wife Amy were gone. It is so hard to believe especially hearing the story. The circumstances of their death is unbelievable for us that know (and knew) Jerry. Not knowing why is hard for my friends (that still hung out with Jerry and Amy). My heart goes out their families and friends. Some questions will never be answered. My heart hurts for these families and friends.&amp;nbsp; Not one word will answer these questions, but a smile and a hug go a long way.&amp;nbsp; Words in Prayer....go a long way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have posted my prayer at &lt;a href="http://prayerspraiseandphotographs.blogspot.com/"&gt;Prayers, Praise and Photographs&lt;/a&gt;. Iwant to encourage you to post your prayers and praise...not sure how you could post a photo, but your prayers and praise are welcome. You all mean so much to me. Thank you for being a light for me in this dim world. I praise God for giving me a light that I may help light up this world.&amp;nbsp; Remember that your smile or kind word may help others through difficult times.&amp;nbsp; The person you help could be a stranger.&amp;nbsp; Treat the world with kindness.&amp;nbsp; Treat your friends and loved ones with care.&amp;nbsp; Pray for those who consider you an enemy.&amp;nbsp; Pray for those who you consider&amp;nbsp;an enemy.&amp;nbsp; Pray that pride will not win over love.&amp;nbsp; You never know the plan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8131743372073066619-4553886668102940901?l=thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/feeds/4553886668102940901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-word-pleasing-smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/4553886668102940901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/4553886668102940901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-word-pleasing-smile.html' title='One Word, Pleasing Smile'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555236929773193558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lKfAJ1XsTpw/S6aXv6F465I/AAAAAAAAABQ/xH4KDH0m5Lk/S220/Amazing+Grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8131743372073066619.post-4597194823018280199</id><published>2010-03-06T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T20:51:01.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALL IS GOOD!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A man who dares to waste one hour of time has not discovered the value of life."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;                                                                                                                   ~Charles Darwin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all is well with you. All is good here. We have experienced some ups, downs, disappointments and happiness this past couple of weeks. I have laughed a lot and prayed a lot since my last post. I am so lucky (truly blessed) through it all. I am so thankful for my life…which includes all the ups, downs and obstacles. I have learned to let the people go that just don’t care about me or who chose not to be in my life (for whatever reason-they are their reasons). I have enjoyed each loving moment with my family and friends. I enjoyed the laughter shared with my Mom, Michael, our girls, my brother in law + his family and my friends. I am joyful of the recovery of Mandy (who spent the day in the ER) and Brittany (who should have been in the ER). They are both still recovering, but they are recovering (stay well my girls-you had me worried). I have enjoyed our visits to my see my father in law (who is recovering beautifully -thank you for your prayers). I enjoyed hearing the news about my father’s good health. No more tests for 5 years…YEAH!!! I am enjoying day dreaming with my Mom...Lexus or 1st class...LOL I am enjoying the gorgeous weather. I actually enjoyed the rain a bit. I am not too sure about Grace’s new doggy cut. I won’t have to have it cut that short again. But like I said ALL IS GOOD HERE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the pleasure of keeping our Grand~Angel this past Friday night. She is only 5 and full of personality. She has a beautiful smile, soul and mind. She has an answer, a plan and a story for every occasion. She talked to me about the Psalm she learned at school and its meaning. She showed me the pictures of Jesus she had colored, the letters she was practicing and what she could read. She told me about all her friends and how much she liked them. On the drive home she told me she was going to “have two jobs” when she gets older…she was going to work at Chick-Fil-A and be a teacher. WOW! I asked her about Chick-Fil-A. Her response was, “Nanny, it just looks like it would be fun.” I told her how I always wanted to be a teacher and still planned to teach. She wanted me to teach her. When I told her that wouldn’t be a good idea-she told me she would move to Venus so I could teach her. She assumed it was because we lived in different cities. I explained I was not sure she would listen and really learn from me as she would from a non-family member teacher…her response was “if I promise to learn.” I laughed and told her I was a teacher to her now. I am a Nanny teacher and have different things to teach and show her about life. She still wanted me to be her school teacher too. She looked out the car window and commented “it is such a beautiful day.” We played, she played with Grace, she played with GanPa and had powder donuts for breakfast. We shared much laughter, serious talks, lots of hugs and quality time. What wonderful moments we had with her. ALL IS GOOD HERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank everyone who has sent me emails, text and phone calls in regards to my last posts. I never expected the response I received. You all are a gift to me. Thank you to my neighbor who literally ran across the street to give me a hug. That was a beautiful, heart felt and “you are my friend” hug. I needed that. For my friends and family who sent those “I Love It,” I Love You,” “Ha Ha…the filter,” “you and Karma (both good and not so good.)” and “that is so you” THANK YOU. Thank you for respecting my blog prayer and for praying for us all. Thank you for being my friend, my family and loving me unconditionally. Thank you for developing your own thoughts about me and not relying on others. Thank you for accepting me for who I am. I guess you all can tell I really appreciate your kindness, friendship and love. ALL IS UNEXPECTEDLY GOOD HERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have some prayer requests. A special lady found out this past Monday she has cancer. She is a lovely person with a beautiful family. They are such a Godly family. A dear sweet friend lost her mother in law this past week. She and her husband have been (and still are) unconditional friends to me and my family. Please continue to lift up my family members and friends in prayer as they continue their road to absolute recovery. All are doing well….better than first expected. WITH PRAYER ALL WILL BE GOOD HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Father, I lift those suffering from illness, heavy hearts, financial burdens, and those that do not know your goodness up to you. I lift them up to you with a sincere heart. I pray for my friends and family that they find the goodness in your word. That I receive your guidance without question. I pray you will show the truth to those who do not see it or seek it. I pray for the health, well-being and for healthy loving hearts for myself, my family and friends. I pray for the continuous healing for those that have been and are ill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, Thank you for giving me another day. Thank you for each moment of my life. Thank you for the obstacles that open my eyes. Thank you for allowing me to suffer in order to find there is goodness. Thank you for my family and friends. Thank you for my parents and all the laughter we share. Thank you for showing me ALL IS GOOD. Thank you for loving me all the days of my life. I will see you in heaven. In your name I pray. AMEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Blessed and Bless Others&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8131743372073066619-4597194823018280199?l=thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/feeds/4597194823018280199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/03/all-is-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/4597194823018280199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/4597194823018280199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/03/all-is-good.html' title='ALL IS GOOD!!'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555236929773193558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lKfAJ1XsTpw/S6aXv6F465I/AAAAAAAAABQ/xH4KDH0m5Lk/S220/Amazing+Grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8131743372073066619.post-3306110784699015520</id><published>2010-02-22T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T17:50:46.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attitude and New Endings</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/nobody_can_go_back_and_start_a_new_beginning-but/174633.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;” ~ Maria Robinson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past 2 ½ weeks have been emotionally trying for me. A family member became extremely ill, diagnosed with cancer, had successful surgery, faces some chemo and came home today. Two friends were diagnosed with cancer, had successful surgery and are home recovering beautifully. A friend is going through hard times and feels alone. A friend’s mother is in the hospital waiting on answers. Someone I love dearly is struggling with fear and uncertainties. I found my previous blog unintentionally offended a few people-I am truly sorry. I found myself tired, struggling and emotionally drained. On Thursday, Feb.11th I chose to start a new day…to make a new ending. It is all about attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All is good or at least how it is suppose to be at the moment. I can’t change the hearts of others or remove their burdens. What I can do is sincerely pray, offer comfort, a smile, a hug, forgive, have compassion, understanding and share the gifts of wisdom (shared with me). I can be there if and when they need me. I can work on becoming a better person, friend and family member. I am renewed. It is all about attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recent events had me writing down the things I have learned throughout my life. I am so grateful to my parents, grandparents, siblings and children who gave me the gifts of their wisdom (They taught me and I have passed it along):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Not everyone is going to like me or love me and that is okay.&lt;br /&gt;I determine myself worth-no one else does.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happens find a positive or create a positive outcome/result.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t mess with your KARMA!&lt;br /&gt;Life is hard, but worth it.&lt;br /&gt;Things always get better.&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself “What are my choices?”&lt;br /&gt;We can overcome any obstacle with the right attitude.&lt;br /&gt;Everything happens for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;How we react says a lot about our character.&lt;br /&gt;When people talk negatively or gossip about me, I am important to them.&lt;br /&gt;Family is family.&lt;br /&gt;There is a time and place for everything-most of the time it is not in public.&lt;br /&gt;Having integrity and being honest is the best human quality you can pass on.&lt;br /&gt;Giving your word is the best thing you can offer-so stand by it.&lt;br /&gt;Ignoring problems solves nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Think about it before you say it or do it. (AKA “The Filter”)&lt;br /&gt;Don’t expect forgiveness. Ask for it, then humble yourself when it is given.&lt;br /&gt;Say “I Love You” from the heart.&lt;br /&gt;A good hug can make things better and good things great.&lt;br /&gt;Wake with a smile and share it.&lt;br /&gt;I am responsible for my own happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t hate anyone. Forgive them.&lt;br /&gt;Avoid using the word hate-it spews anger and gives you wrinkles.&lt;br /&gt;Take responsibility for your actions-don’t make excuses.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t toot your own horn.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t do anything expecting anything in return.-Give from your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Work hard and have good ethics.&lt;br /&gt;When I am weak, prayer will give me strength.&lt;br /&gt;When I leave earth my last thoughts will be of the love I have for my family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;When I am angry or hurt &lt;strong&gt;my last thought&lt;/strong&gt; should be to leave-&lt;strong&gt;not my first thought&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Lead by example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am still learning and welcome each day with open arms. I am blessed. I am thankful for each of you during good times and bad times. It is all about the RIGHT ATTITUDE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;“Father, I pray that you will continue to grow within and guide me. I pray for the health and well-being of all our children, grandchild, family and friends. I pray that you lift the burden of hurt, discouragement, loneliness and worries from our hearts. I pray you offer us a peaceful heart and youthful eyes….that we love and appreciate each day and the people in our lives. I pray we each learn from the obstacles in our lives and truly forgive those who have offended us. I pray for the acceptance of the life which has been laid out before us…that we will make the best of it according to your word. I pray for continual recovery of my many friends and family going through illness and tough times. I pray for strength, compassion and an open heart. I pray for healthy bodies, minds and hearts. I lift all up in prayer to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father God, thank you for my wonderful parents. Thank you for bringing Mike into my life. He is a gift from you. Thank you for our children and giving them each special personalities and gifts. Thank you for giving inter-peace to me. Thank you for giving me the honest ability and power to pray and to forgive. Thank you for the light you have given me. Thank you for Pastor Vic and his comforting words. Thank you for our Church Family. Thank you for bringing the youth into my life that reminds me of your incredible power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not always feel worthy of your love and forgiveness, but you show me I am worthy. You show me by the miracle of snow, sunlight, children, a stranger’s smile, photographs of family and an unexpected hug. Thank you for loving me all the days of my life. I will see you in heaven. In your name I pray. AMEN”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Blessed and Bless Others.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8131743372073066619-3306110784699015520?l=thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/feeds/3306110784699015520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/02/attitude-and-new-endings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/3306110784699015520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/3306110784699015520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/02/attitude-and-new-endings.html' title='Attitude and New Endings'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555236929773193558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lKfAJ1XsTpw/S6aXv6F465I/AAAAAAAAABQ/xH4KDH0m5Lk/S220/Amazing+Grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8131743372073066619.post-6364389245702317485</id><published>2010-02-12T09:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T09:23:11.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clarification</title><content type='html'>I guess I need to clarify my last post.  I mentioned people say someone is not a Christian and how it &lt;strong&gt;made me feel&lt;/strong&gt;.  My post &lt;strong&gt;was about me&lt;/strong&gt; questioning &lt;strong&gt;myself....Hence the title:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;did&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; witness and &lt;strong&gt;did I&lt;/strong&gt; share.  &lt;strong&gt;The word "I" is me.  &lt;/strong&gt;Instead of getting angry and reacting negatively I questioned myself did I do what I should do as a Christian.  Not just once, but many times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely apologize to those who took it personal.&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;This was not an attack upon you or your beliefs.  I did not mean to hurt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;any ones&lt;/span&gt; feeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson Learned:&lt;br /&gt;All you fellow &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; when posting about others or events in your life be prepared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8131743372073066619-6364389245702317485?l=thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/feeds/6364389245702317485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/02/clarification.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/6364389245702317485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/6364389245702317485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/02/clarification.html' title='Clarification'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555236929773193558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lKfAJ1XsTpw/S6aXv6F465I/AAAAAAAAABQ/xH4KDH0m5Lk/S220/Amazing+Grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8131743372073066619.post-890612016898725021</id><published>2010-02-08T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T11:24:01.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I Witness?  Did I Share?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“God enters by a private door into each individual.”~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.great-quotes.com/cgi-bin/viewquotes.cgi?action=search&amp;amp;Author_First_Name=Ralph+Waldo&amp;amp;Author_Last_Name=Emerson&amp;amp;Movie="&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I accepted Jesus Christ as my lord and savior it was an intimate act/moment for me. I was overjoyed, filled with love and security. I walked knowing no matter what I was not alone. I didn’t run out and tell every stranger or person in my life I had been saved. What I share is the miracle of our God. I tell everyone of how I felt God’s presence and healing hands upon my daughter in December 2003. Our God is amazing. When accepting Jesus Christ as your lord and savior you are allowing God to enter by a private door into you. You are no longer alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is to say whether or not someone is a Christian? This past week I encountered the words (written and spoken) “someone is not a Christian.” How it hurt my heart to read/hear these things about people I love. I kept asking myself: Why is it necessary to publicly publish or speak this statement? &lt;em&gt;After all, they may be like me.&lt;/em&gt; How do they know? What insight do they have? Have they spoken with these individuals one on one to know? When was the last time they talked to this person? Called or visited about anything? Talked about God, about salvation or being a Christian? Shared their miracle moment with God? What is their definition of a Christian? Are they living without sin? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;STOP!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was angry and hurt. I wanted answers. THEN…..I realized I am in the beginning stages of an Emotional Tornado (ET), again. I had to refocus on God. “&lt;em&gt;I can only imagine&lt;/em&gt;.” My love for all of these people is far greater than the hurt others may cause unknowingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to remember they are entitled to their opinions, judgment and thoughts. Just, as I am entitled to mine. It is not my place to find out their definition of being a Christian, to have answers to all my questions or to judge them. It is my place to shine with love and forgiveness as God has placed upon me. It is my place to witness as to the miracle of God. It is my place to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am committed to living my life with the light in which God provided within me. I have failed many times to let my light shine, but I have been forgiven. I will shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not without sin, but with prayer and meditation with God I can become the light in which I am meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;“Father, I pray that you will continue to grow within me and guide me. I pray your light will shine brighter with each passing moment as I try to live according to your word. I pray that you will protect the hearts of those I love. I pray for your healing hands on my many friends and family that are going through trying times. I pray for your forgiveness during my time of anger and you give me the ability to deal with those who do not know the heart of others and me. I thank you for my children, my husband, my family and my Church family. Thank you, Father for your son. Thank you, Father for loving me at all the times in my life. In your name I pray. Amen.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Blessed and Bless Others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8131743372073066619-890612016898725021?l=thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/feeds/890612016898725021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/02/did-i-witness-did-i-share.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/890612016898725021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/890612016898725021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/02/did-i-witness-did-i-share.html' title='Did I Witness?  Did I Share?'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555236929773193558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lKfAJ1XsTpw/S6aXv6F465I/AAAAAAAAABQ/xH4KDH0m5Lk/S220/Amazing+Grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8131743372073066619.post-393116854063768458</id><published>2010-01-29T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T13:55:58.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Focus On God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Focus On God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He [God] is my focus. As my prayer partner reminds me during trying times…”keep your focus on God.” Sometimes during those trying times I need to be redirected. I need to feel him working in me. When I keep my focus on him I get control of my emotions and a feeling of warmth is all around….the wonderful secure feeling. I know his power, his unconditional love and his forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I have to refocus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week I have needed to refocus. When…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…someone I love treated my girls as if they weren’t important.&lt;br /&gt;…work was trying my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;…someone told me I was looking old. (Not a family member either)&lt;br /&gt;…I am missing my loved ones and friends that have passed away.&lt;br /&gt;…I was thinking about the “turmoil” from 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes refocusing is hard. You know what I am talking about. The emotional tornado (ET) that keeps your mind restless with memories of the hurt and anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT THERE IS HOPE!!! (Did you really think I wasn’t going to give you hope?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all need to refocus. I can’t always stop and read….sometimes my ET (emotional tornado) prevents me from relaxing or concentrating. I listen to or sing the song by Mercyme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listen to “I CAN ONLY IMAGINE.” Listening to music is easy for me. I can listen at work, in my car, at home or almost anywhere. I can sing it when I don’t have my music with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to sing “I Can Only Imagine” when you are angry or sad. You can’t do it. You will feel the warmth of his unconditional love taking over your body. You will refocus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me you can sing it with a smile, tears of joy…but I have never made it through the song angry or sad. It works for me. TRY IT…Here are a few lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can only imagine, what my eyes will see, when Your Face is before me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can only imagine. I can only imagine. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Surrounded by Your Glory, what will my heart feel?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will I dance for you, Jesus? Or in awe of You, be still?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will I stand in Your presence, or to my knees will I fall?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will I sing 'Hallelujah!'? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will I be able to speak at all?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can only imagine! I can only imagine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your refocus tool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Blessed and Bless others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8131743372073066619-393116854063768458?l=thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/feeds/393116854063768458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/01/focus-on-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/393116854063768458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/393116854063768458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/01/focus-on-god.html' title='Focus On God'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555236929773193558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lKfAJ1XsTpw/S6aXv6F465I/AAAAAAAAABQ/xH4KDH0m5Lk/S220/Amazing+Grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8131743372073066619.post-1017977244865385762</id><published>2010-01-27T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T09:19:10.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Simple Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"If you see someone without a smile, give 'em yours" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Dolly Parton&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A smile doesn't cost you anything. You can gain a lot by giving a smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A smile is something you can share with anyone. Take the time to share a smile. You will find most of the time your smile is returned.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heck, look in the mirror and smile....you will mostly likely laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a bright and blessed day.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8131743372073066619-1017977244865385762?l=thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/feeds/1017977244865385762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/01/simple-smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/1017977244865385762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/1017977244865385762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/01/simple-smile.html' title='A Simple Smile'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555236929773193558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lKfAJ1XsTpw/S6aXv6F465I/AAAAAAAAABQ/xH4KDH0m5Lk/S220/Amazing+Grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8131743372073066619.post-1217564750068113487</id><published>2010-01-26T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T06:38:18.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>B.I.B.L.E.</title><content type='html'>Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth = Bible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something Pastor Vic shared with us on Sunday. Every Sunday I take something new with me.  I love praise and worship at Westchester Fellowship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8131743372073066619-1217564750068113487?l=thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/feeds/1217564750068113487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/01/bible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/1217564750068113487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8131743372073066619/posts/default/1217564750068113487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesimplethings-dkh.blogspot.com/2010/01/bible.html' title='B.I.B.L.E.'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555236929773193558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lKfAJ1XsTpw/S6aXv6F465I/AAAAAAAAABQ/xH4KDH0m5Lk/S220/Amazing+Grace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
