Death comes unexpectedly...

Sunday afternoon Troy and I were watching TV, he was flipping through the channels and we stopped on X-Men: Last Stand. I have seen this movie before but was asking questions about one of the characters, Jane Grey who became Phoenix. Then I remembered "oh yeah, that is your sister Terri Kay she has all those X-Men comics. I will have to ask her to explain that character to me". Unfortunately I will not get the opportunity to ask "TK". She was killed Monday evening on your way home from work, hit head on by a driver who was driving in the wrong lane. She was less than 3 miles from home...I have always tried to tell those close to me that I love them, as a matter of fact I rarely end a phone conversation without ending it with " I love you". I do this with my family and friends. You never know when that last chance will be, remember it is not necessarily for the person on the receiving end of the conversation but for you...Terri Kay we will miss you. I hope you are at peace and watching over all of us with Nana and my dad. If you watch over us from Heaven I will do my best to look after James and the girls down here.

Anne Frank, the first blogger?

When I decided to start this blog I intended it to be sort of a diary, you know kind of a Anne Frank of our time. Did you know she referred to her diary as "Kitty" and when she wrote she did so as if she was speaking to someone. I find this rather interesting because when I am blogging I am merely writing down my thoughts in hope that someone will come across them, read them and find something useful in what they have read. Can you imagine the people that she would have reached if the technology that we have today had been available to her. I bet that it would not have taken the US the us being bombed at Pearl Harbor to get involved WWII. She would have been that hidden voice with an untraceable ISP sending messages of hope to those others in hiding. It is very sad when you think about it, she never got to see how her story has inspired millions of people throughout the world. I often think she wanted her diary to be found, had she grown up as God intended and not "murdered" I think she would have had a lot to say. Now you may ask yourself what does this have to do with NF. Well, it has nothing really to do with NF. This is just another day in the life of this NF'er who enjoys writing down her thoughts and hopes to share them with others.

Just testing!

I just wanted to test the blogger app on my phone!