This is Thanks-giving eve, and as you prepare your feast for tomorrow, I would like to ask you to pray...

Pray for the following things:

1) Pray that your family and friends that have to travel, that God will surround their automobiles, and guide them to their destinations safely.

2) Pray for God to bless your hands and many hands involved in preparing the feast...

3) Pray for blessings for those who have nothing, no money, food, nor shelter... Ask god to touch their hearts, and stomachs and show them the power of love just in prayers...

4) Pray for a day full of fun love and conversation with family and friends, ask God to keep the fighting to a low key, and that no one get drunk and fall on the turkey...

5) The last prayer I would like for you to say is Grace! Every one should be holding the hand of the person next to them. As you pray, say it from your heart, and don't be afraid to upset some one, just because they don't believe as you do...

You don't have to do what I am merely suggesting, I just want you all to experience the love and joy that I have. For example this is how I end my prayer in this holiday: God I want to take this time to say:, " I am thankful for you giving me yet another year to celebrate this Thanks-giving with all my friends and family." "I am ask all these things, in the name of Jesus Christ".

Remember I am just suggesting, not forcing my faith on you...

Oh we must not forget one prayer..

God please let the cowboys win today!!!

Caddie

A Lesson of Love...

2007-11-21T15:26:00.000-05:00

Thanksgiving Day, as celebrated in North America, is a time to gather with family and friends. Give thanks and show love and kindness to those less fortunate, is how the day is spent. To speak of how thankful you are for the last year of your life is the most important task at hand. My family, takes time to help the homeless with a meal or a warm bed at nite. or even just a warm smile and a conversation, we have even donated money to help the shelters. I believe that
Thanks-Giving Day is the day that we all should be selfless!

Just what does this special day mean to you? Have you forgotten what this day really means? Just how much do you know about Thanks-Giving? Have you ever wondered how other Countries celebrate this day, and does it mean the same to them as it does us? When was the last time you researched Thanks-Giving, and how much have you tried to change the way you celebrate?

OK this man got a boat, he sailed and he sailed, till he couldn't sail any more, because he ran over this rock! so they decide to name this rock some name I can't remember. So this man and he passengers explored the land, and they come across some Indians, and they make friends with them, and they make this huge meal and they were friends forever.. That's how we got Thanks-Giving! Hello! People wake up!!! Has the world changed some much that they can't remember the date they celebrate this day?? Have we become so selfish that we don't care to know? Well It's time you all wake up! Because this world needs to get back to the real meaning of all of our Holidays!

So let Caddie, teach you again what Thanks giving really means, and should be remembered.

The Origin of Thanksgiving Day
In August 1620, the Mayflower, a 180-ton ship, set sail from Southampton, England. After difficulties with the vessel, resulting in her return to port, finally the voyage began. Her 103 passengers were to become some of the founding pilgrims of the United States of America, and the creators of one of this nation’s most popular holidays.
After weeks of plowing through the tumultuous Atlantic waters, battling strong winds, pounding waves and a number of problems with their vessel, the pilgrims spotted Cape Cod, off the coast of Massachusetts. The stormy weather was brewing so strongly, that they had arrived there by accident. Their intended location was off the Virginia coast, where other pilgrims had begun colonies.

Before anchoring at Plymouth Rock and disembarking to explore the territory, the pilgrims devised the "Mayflower Compact." This was to serve as the basis for governing their new colony, where all would have the freedom to worship God as they chose.

The Compact stated: "We whose names are underwritten, the loyal subjects of our dread sovereign lord King James…Having undertaken, for the glory of God, and advancement of the Christian faith, and honor of our king and country, a voyage to plant the first colony in the northern parts of Virginia, do by these presents solemnly and mutually in the presence of God and one of another, covenant, and combine ourselves together into a civil body politic, for our better ordering and preservation, and furtherance of the ends aforesaid; and by virtue hereof to enact, constitute, and frame such just and equal laws, ordinances, acts, constitutions, offices from time to time, as shall be thought most meet and convenient for the general good of the colony: unto which we promise all due submission and obedience. In witness whereof we have hereunder subscribed our names; Cape Cod, the 11th of November…" (Winslow, Mourt’s Relation: A Journal of the Pilgrims at Plymouth, 1622).

The next few months would prove to be difficult and trying. Of the original 103 pilgrims, only 56 survived the first, long, bleak New England winter. Often, two or three people would die in one day due to infection and sickness. But, with the approaching of spring came new hope. The survivors built homes and planted crops. They made friendships with local Indian tribes, and traded with them. The passing of winter allowed the pilgrims to labor and produce, causing the colony to flourish.

After reaping their first harvest in the fall of 1621, the pilgrims dedicated a day for thanking God for the bounty He had blessed them with. They had endured the many hardships that came with pioneering a new land. They toiled through building an entire colony from what was simply wilderness. They were at peace with their neighbors. And they were especially grateful for their harvest. This allowed them to gather and store plenteous food and crops for the long and brutal winter ahead.

Their governor, William Bradford, proclaimed a day of thanksgiving towards God. They prepared a great feast to enjoy with family and friends—both from within the colony and with neighboring Indian tribes.

The following quotes demonstrate Mr. Bradford’s and the colony’s gratitude and thankfulness for God’s protection and blessings: Being thus arrived in a good harbor, and brought safe to land, they fell upon their knees and blessed the God of Heaven who had brought them over the vast and furious ocean, and delivered them from all the perils and miseries thereof, again to set their feet on the firm and stable earth, their proper element."

In reminiscing upon the colony’s success, Mr. Bradford continues, "Thus out of small beginnings greater things have been produced by His hand that made all things of nothing, and gives being to all things that are; and, as one small candle may light a thousand, so the light here kindled has shown unto many, yea in some sort to our whole nation; let the glorious name of [God] have all the praise."

Clearly, the pilgrims of the Plymouth colony gave God all the credit for all that they had. Notice the many references to God, and their acknowledgement of how He granted them so many blessings. The pilgrim’s beliefs were firmly entrenched in the realization of God’s presence and intervention in their everyday lives. Thanksgiving Day began because of this belief. It is a day dedicated to giving thanks to God for the many things we often take for granted today.
Now be honest, did you know that? Had you tied to make your friends and family aware of this knowledge of Thanks giving? Have you done your part to keep it alive so that our children would know? Are you one of the people that just simply wants to eat all that food and then watch the Dallas Cowboys play football?

I beg you to find out your family's way of celebrating Thanks giving, and do you try to pass on your traditions? Do you feel that Thanks giving is biblical? Is that the reason you don't find the true mean? Well let me help you out there!

Is Thanksgiving Day Biblical?

In examining the origins of popular holidays, some may wonder if Thanksgiving Day is a biblical holiday, or whether it is rooted in paganism, as some have claimed. Though not specifically mentioned in the Bible, Thanksgiving is different from most other national holidays. In fact, many nations celebrate their own unique harvest festivals. Deceived by Satan (Rev. 12:9), the world at large is cut off from the true God. Therefore, it should not be surprising that even such harvest festivals occasionally become tainted with the worship of heathen deities. Although such ancient festivals were usually influenced by paganism, history shows Thanksgiving Day as practiced in North America was unique. The originators of this day focused upon giving thanks for an abundant harvest, sorely needed for survival.

Being centered on giving thanks to the Creator is a major distinction in origin that separates Thanksgiving Day from holidays tainted with pagan origins, such as Easter, Valentine’s Day, Christmas or Halloween. (Refer to our booklet God’s HOLY DAYS or Pagan HOLIDAYS?)
Here is one thing that caught my eye in my research, I hope it helps you to understand more.

To find the answer, we must examine God’s Word—the Holy Bible. God has allowed the recording of certain scriptural accounts so that those who diligently search it can find the answers to their questions. John 10:22 records Jesus Christ being present at a Jewish celebration called the "Feast of Dedication." This day was a yearly anniversary of the purification of the Temple at Jerusalem (in about 165 B.C.) after it was desecrated by Antiochus Epiphanies. This was not a day of riotous parties or celebrations. It was a national holiday commemorating a respectable and solemn event. This account clearly shows that Christ Himself was with the Jews as they gave thanks to God on this special day.

Now you make the call, and then go with it. Stick with it from now on though. Traditions are always being made so why not make a good one? Think about it.

In closing I want to say this!

Now every one has enough money to have all the good food for the Thanks-giving meal. One year I had enough money to buy a can of tuna, lettuce, 4 potatoes, and a pack of gravy, I made a big salad with the tuna and then we had the potatoes with gravy. I even had enough for a "Little Debbie's " snack cake, pumpkin flavored. before and during us eating we talk about what Thanks-giving meant to us, and then we would say 3 things that we were thankful for. the year we had our tuna salad with potatoes, both my children were thankful for the wonderful meal that I had prepared for them. My youngest was thankful for Mom and all the work she had put into making the meal.

That year I learned many lessons, and I will forever be grateful for the smallest things in life, even if it is a can of tuna.

So as you sit down to eat your Thanks-giving feast, PRAY first, then have every one say one thing that they are thankful for that day, then talk about the people who have less than you and pray for them and make sure you pray for them!! Please give money or just a part of yourself, and make some one smile with just a smile and a hot meal... Some one did for me once and I will forever give what ever I can to some one less fortunate than me, it will make your heart smile and feel good... I Promise!

Happy Thanks-Giving!!!
Smoooochie's
Caddie

Thought of the Day...

2007-09-11T12:43:00.000-04:00

Today I shall fall to my knees and pray...
For the lives lost that awful day...
For the loved ones left behind...
How can so many people be so blind???
No matter what 6 years later...
We must unite as a Nation, To prevent this happening again!!!

Caddie

9-11

First Loves.

How old were you when you had your first kiss? What about your first boyfriend? Was it true love, or just puppy love? Where you old enough to know the difference?
We all have had our first kiss when we were little, you know the little peck on the lips, and then you would hide from the boy/girl you had just kissed. The funny part about that is you were so young you didn't know what it meant, you had watched the grown ups do it and you wanted to try it. That is the typical of all young kids, we have to know what is going on at all times. If John Doe does it so do we.

My first kiss was when I was 6, it was with Brain Barstow, we had watched others do it, and we were in love. Of course we had to try it. Come on people we all had our first crush, at least I am willing to admit it. I’m sure you all your own stories to tell me about your first kiss.

My topic today is about first loves, and we all have had our own first love. I spoke with a lady that was 30 some before she found her true love. She met Harold when she was 34 years old, and they fell in love at the first sight of each other. Emma and Harold were married only months after they met and they had 5 children. Their life was perfect, but not with out problems, considering every family has problems.

Harold passed away at the age of 98, he had been married to his wonderful wife, Emma for 64 years. At the funeral, Emma said a few words about her husband. “When I met Harold I didn’t think that true love existed. I thought that I would never meet anyone or have my first kiss, or fall in love. Harold was the perfect man he never yelled, got angry, nor did her ever raise a hand to me or the children. He was a great provider, husband, and Father. Harold was my first love, and I thanked God every day for giving Harold to me.

The first time I saw him my heart melted, and I got hot in my face, I don’t know if that was I was embarrassed or just because I fell in love with him that very moment. We seem to fit each other perfectly and our lives were meant to be together forever. I knew he was my one and only love, and that God had waited to give him to me so that I could get my life together. It’s funny how God knows what we need and when we need it. My life with Harold was the perfect life, sure we had our problems but we always worked them out right way. Our lives were destined to be as one for as long as we were on this earth.

Harold knew my thoughts as I knew his; we didn’t have to say things out loud at times because we already knew. When I think about it now, we were the perfect picture of family. Losing Harold hurts my heart so badly, because without him I am nothing. I will go on living with out Harold but I know he will be waiting at the pearly gates for me. My children completed my circle of life with Harold, and they will carry on the traits that we set in front of them. Harold and I are very proud of our children, and we knew that they would be just like us when it came to family.

Harold was loving, caring, and he was a good man. He was compassionate, and understanding. He never offended anyone, he was a model citizen. We all will miss Harold dearly, but we will also feel honored to have known him. She then look at his casket and said; “job well done honey”.

Harold and Emma had the perfect love; they were each others first loves. I wish I could find the love that they had. They will forever be an example for those who think love is not real. We can only pray for our soul mate such as Emma had, in God’s time we will all find that love.

My first love was deep down in my heart and soul. Phillip was a man who never worried about what people thought. He was the type of person that didn’t need to act cool to fit in, he just fit in. When Phillip looked at me I felt a peace about me, it’s hard to explain it, but I felt warm in side. He would look in my eyes and I felt that he was reading my thoughts; I really think he was looking inside my heart. Phillip treated me like his equal, not a mate. We connected so well that we became as one heart and soul. My love for him was so overwhelming to me, that it some times scared me. I didn’t think that our love would ever end, that we would be together forever, but people places and things changed our future together. Yes I was angry, hurt crushed, and I felt betrayed.

I think that my heart closed itself to loving ever again, because I have given up on true love. Some times when people are hurt badly in relationships, they build a wall up so they don’t get hurt again. With me it didn’t work that way because I still made all the wrong choices just because I wanted to feel loved. I only want someone to treat me like a lady and not think of me as a piece of meat. I know that is a harsh statement but that is the way some people are. I have the tendency to not like many men because of the hurt that I have been through. I’m working on that defect of character, so be patient with me please.

It doesn’t matter how old we are and who we are, love will happen to us. If you remember the story on True Loves, you will understand that it just takes longer for some people to learn to love, or open up to love. There is a soul mate for every one, no matter who they are, and what sex they prefer. Love never stops, people stop love.

The next time you think about your first love think about how you felt, and how it changed you. How strong did you become when it comes to loving someone today? Has your first love been with you from the beginning? What good has come out of your first love relationship? If you could put your feelings into words what you say? What advice would you give to young people about their first love? And remember that there is first loves and puppy love. So could you tell the difference?

When I think about it, Phillip and I were meant to meet and fall in love, but we were not meant to be together forever. We helped each other to love and know what it felt like, yet to prepare us for future loves. I wouldn’t change my short time with Phillip for any thing. I will forever remember the love that we shared. Thank-you Phillip, for showing me again that love is possible if you just give it a chance.

In closing I want to tell you about a couple that I know very little about, yet they give me hope of love happening to me. Heather is a very good friend of mine, and she reminds me every day that true love does happen. Keep in mind I don’t know her story so I’ll tell you what I do know.

Heather had given up on finding the right man to love; she just didn’t think that love was possible. She had relationships in the past fail her faith in love, yet she keep praying that some day her first true love would come her way. You have to give her credit; she has taken a lot from men in the past that she thought were her true love.

Then she met Eric, a handsome man, loving and caring. He made her smile, and giggle at the same time. Her heart pounded every time she saw him or even talked to him on the phone. Heather knew her prayers hadn’t gone unanswered; she finally met her first true love.

Eric is every thing she wanted in a relationship, and more. She told me one time that he was her Mr. Perfect, that he made her very happy. They are the picture perfect couple; they are soul mates for life! What more could Heather want? She wants the moon and the stars; she wants to complete her life. Her next step in their lives is a family. Well Eric and Heather, keep your chin up, and keep praying, because your family is on its way. I know that we are all praying for you, and we are supporting you both in your life’s trials so never give up. God didn’t put you together to not complete your lives with a family! Think about it, this all started with your own first true love.

Smoooooooooochie’s
Caddie

Caddie's Corner...

2007-01-31T12:05:00.000-05:00

First Loves...

How old were you when you had your first kiss? What about your first boyfriend? Was it true love, or just puppy love? Where you old enough to know the difference?
We all have had our first kiss when we were little, you know the little peck on the lips, and then you would hide from the boy/girl you had just kissed. The funny part about that is you were so young you didn't know what it meant, you had watched the grown ups do it and you wanted to try it. That is the typical of all young kids, we have to know what is going on at all times. If John Doe does it so do we.

My first kiss was when I was 6, it was with Brain Barstow, we had watched others do it, and we were in love. Of course we had to try it. Come on people we all had our first crush, at least I am willing to admit it. I’m sure you all your own stories to tell me about your first kiss.

My topic today is about first loves, and we all have had our own first love. I spoke with a lady that was 30 some before she found her true love. She met Harold when she was 34 years old, and they fell in love at the first sight of each other. Emma and Harold were married only months after they met and they had 5 children. Their live was perfect, but now with out problems, considering every family has problems.

Harold passed away at the age of 98, he had been married to his wonderfully wife, Emma for 64 years. At the funeral, Emma said a few words about her husband. “When I met Harold I didn’t thing that true love existed. I thought that I would never meet any one or have my first kiss, or fall in love. Harold was the perfect man he never yelled, got angry, nor did her ever raise a hand to me or the children. He was a great provider, husband, and Father. Harold was my first love, and thanked God every day for giving Harold to me.

The first time I saw him my heart melted, and I got hot in my face, I don’t know if that was I was embarrassed or just because I fell in love with him the very moment. We seem to fit each other perfectly and our lives were meant to be together for ever. I knew he was my one and only love, and that God had waited for give him to me so that I could get my life together. It’s funny how God knows what we need and when we need it. My life with Harold was the perfect life, sure we had our problems but we always worked them out right way. Our lives were destined to be as one for as long as we were on this earth.

Harold knew my thoughts as I knew his; we didn’t have to say things out loud at times because we already knew. When I think about it now, we were the perfect picture of family. Losing Harold hurts my heart so badly, because with him I am nothing. I will go on living with out Harold but I know he will be waiting at the pearly gates for me. My children completed my circle of life with Harold, and they will carry on the traits that we set in front of them. Harold and I are very proud of our children, and we knew that they would be just like us when it came to family.

Harold was loving, caring, caring, and he was a good man. He was compassionate, and understanding. He never offended any one, he was a model citizen. We all will miss Harold dearly, but we will also feel honored to have known him. She then look at his casket and said; “job well done honey”.

Harold and Emma had the perfect love; they were each others first loves. I wish I could find the love that they had. They will forever be an example for those who think love is not real. We can only pray for our soul mate such as Emma had, in God’s time we will all find that love.

My first love was deep down in my heart and soul. Phillip was a man how never worried about what people thought. He was the type of person that didn’t need to act cool to fit in, he just fit in. When Phillip looked at me I felt a peace about me, it’s hard to explain it, but I felt warm in side. He would look in my eyes and I felt that he was reading my thoughts; I really think he was looking inside my heart. Phillip treated me like his equal, not a mate. We connected so well that we became as one heart and soul. My love for him was so overwhelming to me, that it some times scared me. I didn’t think that our love would ever end, that we would be together for ever, but people places and things changed our future together. Yes I was angry, hurt crushed, and I felt betrayed.

I think that my heart closed itself to loving ever again, because I have given up on true love. Some times when people are hurt badly in relationships, they build a wall up so they don’t get hurt again. With me it didn’t work that way because I still made all the wrong choices just because I wanted to feel loved. I only want some one to treat me like a lady and not think of me as a piece of meat. I know that is a harsh statement but that is the way some people are. I have the tendency to not like many men because of the hurt that I have been through. I’m working that defect of character, so be patient with me please.

It doesn’t matter how old we are and who we are, love will happen to us. If you remember the story on True Loves, you will understand that it just takes longer for some people to learn to love, or open up to love. There is a soul mate for every one, no matter who they are, and what sex they prefer. Love never stops, people stop love.

The next you think about your first love think about how you felt, and how it changed you. How strong did you become when it comes to loving some one today? Has your first love been with you from the beginning? What good has come out of your first love relationship? If you could put your feelings into words what you say? What advice would you give to young people about their first love? And remember that there is first loves and puppy love. So could you tell the difference?

When I think about it, Phillip and I were meant to meet and fall in love, but we were not meant to be together for ever. We helped each other to love and know what it felt like, yet to prepare us for future loves. I wouldn’t change my short time with Phillip for any thing. I will forever remember the love that we shared. Thank-you Phillip, for showing me again that love is possible if you just give it a chance.

In closing I want to tell you about a couple that I know very little about, yet they give me hope of love happening to me. Heather is a very good friend of mine, and she reminds me every day that true love does happen. Keep in mind I don’t know her story so I’ll tell you what I do know.

Heather had given up on finding the right man to love; she just didn’t think that love was possible. She had relationships in the past fail her faith in love, yet she keep praying that some day her first true love would come her way. You have to give her credit; she has taken a lot from men in the past that she thought were her true love.

Then she met Eric, a handsome man, loving and caring. He made her smile, and giggle at the same time. Her heart pounded every time she seen him or even talk to him on the phone. Heather knew her prayers hadn’t gone unanswered; she finally met her first true love.

Eric is every thing she wanted in a relationship, and more. She told me one time that he was her Mr. Perfect, that he made her very happy. They are the picture perfect couple; they are soul mates for life! What more could heather want? She wants the moon and the stars; she wants to complete her life. Her next step in their lives is a family. Well Eric and Heather, keep your chin up, and keep praying, because your family is on its way. I know that we are all praying for you, and we are supporting you both in your life’s trials so never give up. God didn’t put you together to not complete your lives with a family! Think about it, this all started with your own first true love.

Smoooooooooochie’s
Caddie

Caddie's Corner...

2007-01-31T12:01:00.000-05:00

Elderly Abuse

2007-01-27T22:15:00.000-05:00

Elderly Abuse= To mistreat an elderly person, to cause injury to the elderly, to take advantage of a weaker person, such as an elderly person.

Elderly Neglect= To with hold an elderly person medications, or to deprive them of food, good care, and yell and scream at an elderly person, to knock them down mentally.

When you really think about Abuse there is not much difference except who is being abused. This week I have talked about the different types of abuse, and some of the effects. Plus the people that are being abused. So now here is the last part of the three part series.

Elderly abuse happens and many people don't want to admit it, but when it happens to one of their loved ones, they then are faced with a horrible reality of the abuse. We all think it doesn't happen, but there are more and more elderly people dying from the abuse. Who is responsible for the abuse? Who do we hold accountable? I will let you form your own opinion after you read these true stories.

Elizabeth is 69 years old, she still lives in the home where she raised her 6 children. Her husband, Frank passed away 5 years earlier, so she was all alone. She would get a visit from a few friends and children, but other than that she has been caring for herself. Elizabeth took a bad fall, and broke her hip. The Doctor talked with her family, and told them she needed surgery and that she wouldn't be able to live alone again. That she would need 24 hour care, and that will have to go through physical therapy.

Elizabeth had a few complications in the recovering room, she is confused, and doesn't remember anything in the last 10 years. Her memory of the last 10 years fades in and out. There are days she remembers her children as teenagers, then times she remembers them current day. She keeps asking for her late husband, she doesn't remember him dying.
The family had to place her in a nursing home. They didn't have much time to find a nice, friendly, and safe place for her to go. So they took the first place they found in the phone book. They had no idea that the nursing home wasn't the safest place for thier mom. So they day came and they admitted their mother to the Open Pines Nursing Home. At first glance the place looked great, nice, friendly employees, well alert to Elizabeth's medical needs.

Months went by with Elizabeth's confusion getting worse, and harder to deal with. When the children would go see her, she would start screaming: "They are hurting me!", "Help Me!". Her oldest son became alarmed about the condition of his mother. He and one of his sisters took a good look at their mother's legs and arms. They were in disbelief when they found all the bruises on her body, and the open wounds. They went to the nurses' station and demanded to speak with some one in charge.

The nurse in charge took them into her office, and asked them what she could do for them. They told her everything that Elizabeth was saying. Noting all the bruises, and open wounds that covered almost 40% of her body. The nurse listened while they talked, then she pulled Elizabeths chart. After a few minutes she looked at the family and told them that Elizabeth had become violent towards the staff. Stating that she would start screaming the minute the staff would walk in her room. She stated: "Your mother is very combative, and we must subdue her in order to care for her." Elizabeth's children just sat there for a few minutes, then they told the nurse thank you, and went back to their mother's room. They never spoke a word to their mother, they just watched how she was cared for, and how she reacted to the staff.
When they left they told Elizabeth to call them if she needed anything, and she replied; "I don't have a phone". They went right back to the nurses' station and demanded to have a phone in Elizabeth's room. After all they were paying for a phone! They watched the staff put the phone back in the room, then they said their good byes to thier mom. Once they were out of the nursing home, they started to talk about the day's events. Elizabeth was never violent in her life, and she didn't appear to be combative when the staff was there. She was in fear the whole time.

After contacting a lawyer, Elizabeth's family started to look for a better place for her. This time they checked the places out, even doing back ground checks on the history of the nursing home. They left no stone unturned, they were in fear for thier mother's life now and they had to make sure they got it right this time. They were able to find her a better place to be, so they took her out of the nightmare she was in.

They found out after they moved Elizabeth, that there were 6 employees that had been abusing her every day. Then charting that she was the one that was violent. When the family pressed charges and sued the nursing home, 12 staff members were fired, and arrested for abusing patients. Elizabeth tried to tell her family what was happening to her, but the staff cut her comunication off by taking her phone. When her children came to see her she tried the best way she knew how to tell them what has happening to her. Thank God Elizabeth survived her abuse, many others are not so lucky

Elderly people are humans too. They don't deserve to be treated badly or injured just because they cannot take care of themselves. The problem we have with preventing the abuse is the same as the others. There are not enough people getting involved, and speaking up to help them. We all have a choice to speak up, or to just turn away and do nothing. It's sad to hear that some of us would do such a thing, but it's true.

Lisa, a 24 year old college student, loved her life. She had her plans all made out for her future. Those plans were crushed when the hospital called and said her mom was very sick, that she had a stroke. They needed Lisa to come right away and sign papers for her treatment. Lisa makes the long trip home, and prays her mother is ok when she gets there. She dearly loves her mother. It's always been just the two of them, Lisa's father passed away when she was really young.

At the hospital, the doctor didn't give her good news. As she listened to the doctor, she feared the worse. Her mom needed 24 hour care, and she didn't have any insurance to cover the bill of a nursing home. Lisa had no options, she had to move back home to take care of her Mother. She was hopefull that she could find a way to get her mother the care she needed and still attend school. The stress of her mother's medical condition became too much on Lisa. Her schooling was out of the question, and she couldn't leave her mom alone.
Three months after her mother's stroke, Lisa called the paramedics. When they arrived they found her mother deceased. When the police arrived, they were concerned right away of the cause of death, Lisa's Mom had been suffocated. The police took Lisa to the police station to question her.

Lisa broke down into tears as she gave her statement of what happened to her mother.
I brought her home three months ago, and I did every thing for her. I never left the house unless to go to town to run and pay bills and get her medications. I couldn't get any help with cost of a nursing home, or to pay a nurse to come stay with her for a few hours a day.
I started losing my friends, my life, my schooling. I love my mom very much, and I couldn't handle seeing her this way. I was so angry, that I had to take care of her. One day I got so angry with her that I slapped her in the face, I cried for hours that night. Then last night my Mom became very sick, and had messed in her pants, her bed was a mess she was a mess, and I just lost it! I took her pillow, and I placed it on her face, and I held it there till she stopped breathing. I had to stop both of our pain. Lisa then laid her head on the table and started to cry.

Who is to blame? Just Lisa? Or the ones that wouldn't help her find a way to take care of her mother? No one will ever know what made Lisa kill her mother. Some thing inside her snapped, and she couldn't take the pressure any longer. How many of you have felt like that before? I have, but thank God I had some one to help me through it. No one helped Lisa. What does that say about the system that failed Lisa? To me it's not a pretty sight.

In all three parts to this story, I have shown you what has happened, and what needs to be done to save the victims of abuse , any kind of abuse. Did you know that out of every 10 elderly people 3 die from the abuse of a health care worker? That is three too many!! WE need to speak up and do something now before we lose anyone else.
As Caddie's Corner readers, I'm asking you to make a difference, please be a part of the people that care! One person cannot do this alone, it has to be a team effort. So join our team, and get ready to STOP THE ABUSE!! It all starts with a phone call. So pick up your phones and save the child, elderly, and the animals from the horrid abuse they go through.

Today you can write to your congressman/woman, and find out how you can help to prevent the abuse. If that's not enough, then go to, www..newdirecenter.com/elderly_abuse.htm .
It is different in the different cities, but you will be able to find information from this site.
Now I have asked you all to do something to get involved. Well now it's time to get off your behinds and do some work, and save a life!!!

I want to hear from all of you that are willing to speak out, write me and tell me what it was like and what you did and who you saved!!
caddiescorner644@yahoo.com I want to hear from all of you!! Make me really busy with reading your emails!

In closing, I want to say this, One man can plow a garden, but it takes two men to watch it grow. Knowing what you do now, are you ready to watch that garden? I am, so come and watch it with me, and lets make a difference together...

Smoooochie's
Caddie

Abuse Part 2

2007-01-25T19:22:00.000-05:00

Abuse Part Two

Child Abuse=To injure a child, to cause harm to a child. To mistreat a child Physically, Mentally, and Sexually. To be the cause of scars on a child both Mentally, and Physicallly.

Child Neglect=To ignore a child, to take from a child, to cause Mental distress in a child. To be selfish and to leave out a child, such as not feeding, bathing, housing, loving, and caring for a child. To only show Hatred, and Fear to a child.

Just like the first story on Domestic Abuse, you have the different types of Abuse on Children. So you ask me why ? Well if you stop and think about it, Abuse is Abuse, no matter how you look at it, who is doing it and who is being abused, or how it is happening.

Have you ever seen a child that looked withdrawn to you, or seen bruises that cannot be explained? What was the first thing that you thought? Well I must tell you that the numbers are bad, 80% of people wont admit that Child Abuse is a problem in the world today. Come on people 80% ? It sickens me to think that many people look the other way! This is the reason that Child Abuse is not prevented. That is very scary when you think about it, all those children not being saved because the world doesn't want to acknowledge the abuse.

So why is nothing being done to stop the abuse? We don't have enough people speaking out and making a difference, or saving a child. I think it's a crime when people don't try to stop the abuse! What have you done to help a child? What more can you do? Maybe it's not enough? I pray that you will change your minds on what you can or cannot do to save a child from abuse.

Amanda is 13 when she gives birth to her first son, Mitchell. She wants to live her wild life and not take care of the newborn she now holds. So her mother, Dawn takes care of the son Amanda didn't want. Amanda then meets Greyson, and they begin a relationship, her being 14 and him being 26. Over the next 7 years Amanda gives birth to three more children, Destiny, Gabriel, and Julia.

Niether Greyson, or Amanda are fit to be raising three children, and the abuse starts almost at birth of the children. If the children did wrong they were beaten with a belt, strap, tree branches,a ball bat, and even a 2x4 piece of wood. One time Destiny was badly beaten, because she was caught eating out of the trash can because she hadn't been fed in three days. An Aunt found out about the beating and the bruises on her body, and the condition of Destiny. She took her home with her. She called the police first then started nursing the childs injuries. The County Children Services were contacted asap, and they called and said that Destiny was to be kept at the Aunts house until the next day when an ivestigation could be held. The Aunt was hopefull that somthing would finally be done to save these children from all the abuse.

The next day came and the family was praying that this would be the end of thier abuse, and then the children would be safe. But they were all wrong.... The people from the CCS, found all the charges to be true, and then they made Greyson take the lock off the door, and made them feed the children in front of them. They returned Destiny to her parents, and as they left they told every one " Case closed!" That night Destiny was badly beaten, and was admitted to the local hospital for her injuries of the beating. Again nothing was done to the parents. The child was beaten because she told on her father for locking her in her room and beating her with the 2x4 for eating out of the trash can. The children remained in the home, and the abuse worsened, and became so violent that the neighbors could hear them screaming. Yet nothing was done.

At one point and time Greyson and Amanda moved the kids to Arizona to run from the charges of abuse on the children. Six months later they came back home for a visit. The family could see right away that the children were in bad shape. Dawn took the children, and told Greyson and Amanda, "You are not taking these babies this time, the abuse stops here!!" They left with out the children this time. Some one had taken a stand and won! Well that is what the family thought. Several weeks went by and Greyson came home with out Amanda, because she refused to come home. Three months later, Dawn received the phone call that Amanda had been Murdered in the alleyway in which she lived in. It was later that they all found out that Amanda had been selling her body to supply her drug addiction, and to buy a can of food for her children once a week.

Dawn was now the parent raising the children, because Greyson wanted nothing to do the children anymore. One year after Amanda's Death, her Father passed away, leaving Dawn a single parent to her own grandchildren. She was just as abusive as Amanda and Greyson had been in the past. So it was now someone different abusing these four children. Two years later, Destiny found her grandmother dead in her bed, and once again the children had to mourn. How much more could these children take?

The County Chilren Services gave the children back to Greyson, yes you read that right, they went from one abusive home to another. Greyson didn't want the children, so he became cold and distant to them. He made them take care of themselves, to baically raise themselves. They became out of hand, they ran the streets all hours of the night, smoked, drank, stole things. They lived the only life they knew, Violence!

In time the children were taken in by different family members, Mitchell went to Greyson's brother and wife. Gabriel was locked up in juvenile detention until he was 19. The girls were forced to stay with their father. It wasn't until 2005 that the girls were adopted by a cousin and his wife. They are both problem children, and they haven't accepted the love and understanding of the families that had taken them in. The first Christmas that Destiny lived with her cousin, she cried all day because she had gotten so much for herself. She had never been special to any one all her life, and she didn't understand why now she was.

All the children are teenagers now. And they want to live the only life they have ever known, the abusive, and horrid pain. They try to hurt others that are trying to help them right now. We can only pray that they will be ok when they start their own lives.

It was a few years later that Gabriel and Julia broke their silence of some of the abuse they had endured while with their parents. In the time that they were in Arizona, they lived in an alley way downtown. They ate out of the trash dumpsters or when Amanda would buy cans of food, or Greyson would steal some food for them to eat. They lived in Grocery cats with carboard boxes as covering in the rain. One day they were eating out of cans and sitting in the carts, when gun fire started out in the alley they lived in. The children said that they jumped out of the carts and hid in the boxes. To this day if there is a loud bang they will jump and run and hide under their beds.

What happened to the system that was supposed to protect those children? Even today the system doesn't protect any of the abused children. Abuse is happening right in front of us and we are not doing any thing to help the children!! Come on people! These are the children that we as adults should of protected them. Instead we are turning our heads and saying: "It's not my problem" or "I'm not getting invloved in that!" It sickens me to think that this is happening around the world.

In the last two months in Columbus, Ohio three infant babies have been killed at the hands of abusive parents. The CCS was informed of all three babies being in danger. The last story on the news was about a two month old baby that was killed by his parents. There were interviews of the family memebers and friends that stated: "If you don't take that baby away from those two parents, he will be dead within a weeks time." The baby was killed just one week after that statement was made to the local CCS. So now you make the call, who is to blame for that baby's murder? Three employes of the CCS have been suspended with out pay pending an investigation. Do you think things would of been different if the CCS would of listened to the people that did speak out? Could that baby still be alive and safe had they just did something then? Instead of turning thier heads and denying that child abuse is a problem.

WAKE UP PEOPLE!!! We all need to do somthing to help these children that are living in pure HELL every day! STOP turning your heads and START stepping up for the children! For God's sake lets all take a stand now, and save the children that are being MURDERED by their abusive parents.

I wanted to see just how people felt when it came to seeing a child or a woman being violently beaten in public. I was pleased to know that the people I polled do care and they would step up and do something to save a woman or child. Even men can be battered so we must not forget that.

Here are the results of my poll:

Question One: A Mother is violently beating her child in public, what would you do?
A) Step in and save the child?
B) Walk away and do nothing?
C) Call the police, (911)?

49% said that yes they would step up and save the child.
2% said they would walk away.
49% said that they would call the police.

Question Two: A man is violently beating his wife/girlfriend, what would you do?
A) Step in, and save the woman.
B) Walk away, and do nothing?
C) Call the police, (911)

34% said that they would step in and save the woman.
12% said that they would walk away and do nothing.
54% said that they would call the police.

Wow what shocking results. in many of the answers people said that they would do both A and B., for both questions. I am proud to know the people who did this poll do really care to speak out and save the ones that are being abused. Still this is the small % that said they would walk away and do nothing. You what that means? We need to start making more people see that they too need to speak out and save lives.

When I was being abused so badly, I was blamed by many people. They said that I should of gotten out the first time I was abused. Ok, that is a fair statement, but not an understood statement. I couldn't just leave, I was never safe where I was. So do we blame the children?Did they have a choice? Could they have gotten out? I think maybe you should answer that question for yourselves. You don't need me to tell you what to think or feel about abuse. I just needed to open your eyes just a little bit.

The next time you know a child, woman, or man is being abused, step up and do somthing. Because I know for a fact, I couldn't do it alone. Please call your local POLICE and or County Children Services. Get the children out and get them safe. Show that you care about others, just by STEPPING UP AND SPEAKING OUT!!!

Smoooooochie's
Caddie

You can find out more on Child Abuse at www.ChildAbuse.org

You can help to prevent child abuse just by visiting the web site, www.preventchildabuse.org
or call your local County Childrens Services.

Conference Title Games

2007-01-23T20:10:00.000-05:00

now its my turn!! what a weekend! peyton manning finally silenced his critics. or did he? im thinking he is just set up for even more torture if the colts do not win the super bowl. that is after the torture the chicago bears defense is going to put him through. yes, the Monsters of the Midway are back. but do they have what it takes to stop that explosive offense of the indianapolis colts? the colts put up 38 points in a nail biting game against the new england patriots, who assumed a 21-6 lead in the first half. yes folks, thats 32 points in the second half! against a rather prominent defense of new england. if the colts should falter, it will be because of the poor run defense that has plagued them all season long. however, they have kept some top backs to minimal yardage throughout the playoffs. larry johnson for one, (who put up 1800+ yards during the season), he was held to under one hundred yards. pretty impressive for the worst run defense in the NFL.
now for the chicago bears. the only reason they are where they are is because of that phenomenal defense. lets face it, in the win over arizona, the offense only put up 3 points. rex grossman had a rating of horse manure. my 6 year old son couldve quarterbacked that game with more success. grossman is not ready for the pros. in sundays game vs the new orleans saints, he lost track of the clock in the final seconds of the first half. hey rex! its the NFC championship game, no place for high school mistakes. if chicago wins it will be due to the play of the defense and mr. devin hester. they did beat the saints for a trip to super bowl 41. the saints sported the #1 offense in the league this year. but im glad they are done, im sick of hearing about the fairy tale season.
im a philadelphia eagles fan at heart. anyone that knows me, knows that. but i am a fan of both indy, and chicago. i was born and raised mostly in chicago, spent most of my upper teen and adult years in indiana. living in indianapolis for quite a few of those. and where i currently live, im 20 miles north of the exact middle point between chicago and indianapolis. so who am i cheering for to win the super bowl? it appears as im going to win either way.

thanks for reading,

jeffy (skins46052)

Poem

2007-01-23T20:09:00.000-05:00

If I Had Time

If I had time....I would take a long walk...If I had time...I would give you a call...If I had time...Stop and smell the flowers...If I had time...I would just sit and relax...If I had time...I could tell you all about myself...If I had time...I would teach you all about life...If only I had time to be what I need to be...I need to take time and remember from where I came...I need to take time and say I love you...I will take the time...To get on my knees and pray to every day...Because all I need is time...
Carol Ann Delap
Copyright ©2007 Carol Ann Delap

Thought of the Day

2007-01-23T19:59:00.000-05:00

Thought of the Day...

If we all learned to speak out about Domestic Violence, we could save more lives..

Caddie

2007-01-23T19:15:00.000-05:00

Abuse Part One.

Abuse= To hurt or injure by maltreatment of ill use. Verbally, Physical, Sexually, Mental...
Can happen to young, old, male or female.

Have you ever been abused? Have you ever been the abuser? I believe that at least every one has been on one side or the other of abuse. After all, we are all guilty of saying things to hurt someones feelings. What about spanking your child too hard? Maybe you threatened to hurt someone physically? I'm sorry to say, but we are all guilty of abuse in some way or some how. Now I'm not saying you are all bad people, I'm just stating that abuse can be carried out in many ways. How do you feel afterwards when you have done one of the above? The facts are that any one no matter how old or young, male or female, they can be abusers.

I have done much research on this topic, and I lived with the abuse for 8 years. My story is not a pretty one though, yet I tried to get away from it after 4 years. And the last 4 years I lived in fear on the run from my abuser. The Law did very little to help me and my children to get away from all the abuse. I want to enlighten you on some things I bet you don't know about when it comes to abuse and the many ways of abuse.

Verbal Abuse= To hurt some one with words. To say mean and nasty words that one knows will hurt the others feelings, and cause injury. Disgrace, demean, and to be controlling with words.

Sarah suffers from severe depression, she lives in fear of her life every day. She struggles to raise her 2 children through the depression. She does everything she can to avoid her husband, Ken, of 16 years. She knows she cannot make any mistakes, and she must please Ken at all times, and at all costs she must avoid the urges she has to leave him.

Ken has been a good provider and Father, but he is an abuser, not physically. Ken does force Sarah to perform sex with him. So is Sarah abused? Yes Sarah is Verbally abused by Ken every day. Ken yells at Sarah every day wether or not she does something wrong or makes mistakes. He tells her she will never amount to any thing, and they only reason he married her was because he felt sorry for her, because no man wanted her because she is fat and ugly. He says that if she ever tries to leave him, he will hunt her down and kill her. He also tells her that no judge in the world will give her cusitody of her two children.

One day Sarah woke up and did a spring cleaning of the house. She then sat down and wrote 3 letters. She washed, dried, and pressed her best jump suit. She took her new shoes and her jewelry, and placed them in a box with the letters, and she placed the box on her pillow. She then took her own life with the bottle of depression medication. In the letters she made one statement; "I cannot take the abuse any longer, I need to be free."

Mental Abuse= It stems from all of the Verbal Abuse, Causes Depression, the victim often feels that suicide is the only way out. Sarah didn't know she had other options. No one knew that she was being abused. The fear she lived with was enough for her to not tell anyone.

I had no self esteem. I thought that I was meant to be abused, that I didn't deserve a good life. I didn't know there was help for me out there. I suffered from the Verbal, Mental, and the Physical Abuse every day of my life for that 8 years. I had become the worthless person my abuser meant for me to be, in his total control. I soon believed those awful words he would say to me. I was caught up in the abuse cycle, just like Sarah.

Physical Abuse= To cause physical harm to another person. To have control of, to be a bully to a weaker person. To punish another person, to blame some one else for their own rage. To show power by beating on a weaker person.

Paul, my abuser was a problem drinker, when he drank I was beat on. It didn't matter where I was he would find me and beat on me. I coudn't get away from his abuse no matter where I tried to hide. He would find the shelters and get me kicked out of them, just so he could get to me and beat me.

I remember one time he beat me, it was so horrid that I mentally blocked out most of what had happened for almost 12 years. I do remember every thing that happened now. I had left Paul the week before, and he had been upset that I left. It was October 1rst, 1999, it was my anniversary for being clean and sober 10 years. We were at my grandmothers house having a party. I was staying with family that lived close to my grandmothers house. I had forgotten the sauce that we needed for my favorite meal at the house we stayed at.

So I said I would go up to the house and get it, I didn't think about Paul being there, because I had felt safe at that moment. As I got closer to the house, I noticed that Paul was sitting in my car waiting for me. By the time I did see him, it was too late for me get away. I couldn't run fast enough to get away from him, he was always faster than me. I tried telling him to go away and that I was done with him, and I wanted him to just leave me alone. The whole time I was talking I was trying to figure out how to get away from him. I thought that I could unlock the door and get in and lock it behind me before he got to me, I didn't know if it would work, but I was really scared, and I had to try something.

As I moved closer to the door I was tellling Paul that I wanted him to leave and go away, that I had plans for my Anniversary, but Paul wouldn't leave. I hurried and unlocked the door, and I tried to get in the door before he could get to me, but I failed. Paul grabbed me and while he drug me up the steps, he was kicking and punching me in the face and rib cage. I did every thing I could to get away from him and try to get back down the steps, but he caught me everytime I tried. At one point during this beating, Paul was choking me, and I remember praying "God please let me die, please let this abuse end now", that's when I passed out. When I came to Paul was beating on me again, and screaming for me to wake up!

My beating lasted over two hours, and I remember screaming at the people outside to come help me, but no one came to help me. Later I found out that they didn't want to come help me, because they were afraid that Paul would shoot them. When I was laying on the floor in the living room, Paul looked at me and stated; "See what you made me do? This is your fault, you had to make me do that didn't you?" He then left the apartment, and he went home and waited for the the Sheriff to come arrest him. This beating was the 4th one in 6 weeks, and every time he got to me I had him arrested. Then the judge would let him out with any money being paid for a bond, they call it an OR Bond. How could he get away with that? Well you need to know that the system doesn't always protect the victims of Domestic Violence. It surely didn't protect me that 6 weeks. Paul walked on all the charges but one, because I couldn't remember what he did to me, I had blocked it all out. I didn't remember it till years later, but by then it was too late to punish him.

Victims are abused in so many ways, and they take it for a while, because they get caught in that horrid cycle of violence. They don't know that they do have a way out. No one likes to talk about abuse, because if they did they would have to admit that it is a problem in the world today. I lived in fear for 8 years, 4 years was my own doing, but then the last 4 years I spent my tme running from this man and fighting with the court system to help me. It's not easy to leave an abuser, you start believing that you are no good and you deserve to be abused. I felt that God had put me on this earth for the sole purpose to be abused. I found that I had come to protect myself from violence, with violence. I had taught my children that it was ok to be abused.

I found the courage some how to get away from Paul, but the abuse didn't stop then. I had to run for many years, but no matter where I went, he would always find me. I had to protect my self with no help from the law. I had to take measures into my own hands. Now I'm not proud of what I did the last time I saw Paul, but I would do it again if I was forced to protect myself and my children. I put Paul through my bath room wall, then I drug him out to the living room and took a hammer to his private parts 20 times. I then took him by the seat of his pants and I threw him out of my house. I didn't open the screen door, and Paul went flying through the door and never touched my porch. He called the police and told them that I had abused him. And they kindly reminded him that I still had a Protection Order against him, and that he better count his blessings and go home and leave me alone for good. I have not seen him but one time after that. I did find out that he was living with another lady and she was being abused also. I will keep praying for her to find a way out.

Domestic Violence is somthing that people don't want to talk about, no one wants to get involved either. They think if they were to try to help a victim, that they could or would get hurt badly. I understand that to a point, but some one needs to start standing up for the victims, because God knows they aren't heard enough any more. Don't think that's just a matter of the victims leaving the abuser, because it lies deeper than that. Sometimes we can't leave, and some times we were and are safer with our abuser than with out. Atleast we could and would know where they were at all times, instead of living in the fear of them stalking us.

If you are a victim of Domestic Violence, please listen to me right now! YOU HAVE OPTIONS! There is a better way of life, and you don't have to live in the fear that I did for so long!! You can email me and I will do what I can to help you, but remember this: You have to make the first move! I can only tell you to leave, I cannot make you leave.

Please every one be safe, and pay more attention to the ones that are not safe. Get involved, because we the victims need and needed your help. Also, keep in mind, that both men and women are abused in the same manners, so protect them all. Please don't be ashamed, I was there, and I did survive.

Smoooooooooochie's

Caddie

if you or any one else you know are in a Domestic Violent relationship, please call:

1-800-799-safe (7233) or,
1-800-787-3224 (TTY)

You can also go to: www.ndvh.org/

Poem...

2007-01-20T19:08:00.000-05:00

Friendship
Finding some-one just like me....
Resting on the bank, us fishing....
I need a friend who will let me cry..
Even if they don't ask me why?
Needing a friend to just hang out....
Dancing is a must with out a doubt....
Sharing our lives, just the two of us...
Happiness is a must....
I will always love your style fashion...
Please be my friend with all your passion....
I need a friend , will you be mine????

Carol Ann Delap

Thought of the Day...

2007-01-20T19:07:00.000-05:00

If we all took the time to be a friend to some one, we would cure so much loneliness....

Caddie

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