Thursday, October 7, 2010
every day to can get out of bed to dress is a good day no matter what you where
This is what my doctor said to me today when I compimented him on whAt looked like all new closets for him. he has had a couple tragedies this year. we r aLL IN THE SAME BOAT. iTS SINKING. I got anouther good idea for a book but I wi;ll try to write it as a screenplay/ if I cant, I'll promise myself a short story but it will see paper.......I love the noises of otober. the wind blowing through the leaves on the trees sound so much like the ocean after a storm.......I love it . I love it. so beisdes getting the house ready to sell, I want to have one more big everybody in the family is invited so deal with it and get your ass here party next summer.too much death about me...........far too much . good people. I see where that like only the good die young comes from.................everything has some touch of reality to it..Please give a moment for all those we lost this year. Those I know, those you know.......let us be the voices they no longer have.
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
so how did u spend your summer vacation???????/
e. spent it in the pphospital being proded up and strangled down.......................with more wires coming out of me than the famous painting of that femalw robit.if u saw skin, aomething was ived into me there.....................only got home yesterdsy....................cant even promise i wont need to return to st frasis...................maybe even as early as tonight..........but lets see mehalf cured and go for distance away from hospitals...............................
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
the memorial I meant to give on cruise for my dad
AS much as I hated to add a sad note to our first barlin 11 family cruise, I did. My father had no memorial. we nevergto to see him alive or dead/ never got to hold his hand warm or cold.never got to kiss his hand,kiss his lips........and whisper in his ear my promise to never forget him or let his memory die while I lived.But luckily, my chidren, pop pops oldest grandchildren needed some sort of farewell to him as I did so my darlin children were more than eager to go along with my plan to give a memorial to dad aboard the LEGEND . allow each to say a few words or not as they wished . Then to spread dads ashes to the ocean waters he loved so much among the beautiful fish he loved to dance with.
We planned our memorial for the last night out at sea. At sunset. on the deck lowest to the water where it spoke back to us its sweet meolody ................" we stand ready to accept Joe De Baun into our safe and loving arms. We loved him too. We love him still. He will change with us as all things do in the oceans of the world always into something more than before.our promise to you his little guppys".
SO AT SUNSET OUR LAST DAY AT SEA, WE MET ON THE LOWEST DECK NEAR THE MOST PRIVATE PLACE WE COULD FIND. third teens joined us there with no signs of leaving to give us peace and I spoke louder with no intention of giving them privacy......I won. well you cant really beat a weeping and wailing old lady wuth a jar of ashes in her arms.......piss me off enough they could end up on you....who knows............
as the sun set, I began , we had no music with us although we did think of somed great things to play in the backround, it was space that stopped thast, airlines are making it more and more difficult to pack. one day I am sure we will be down and your ticket, to nothing but a toothbrush, a wallet
So I began.It was my job. Though I could barely speak, it was my place to begin the
I can not remember a word of what I did say but I do have written down what I had hoped to cover even if only a little bit.
I apologized for brink=ging this bit of sadness to our first ever vacation together, if it took us all their lives to do it once, Id be dead before we got to vacation again, si =o I wished I did not need to do this but I did need to ddo it. NY DADDY BESEERVED SOMEONE TO READ WORDS OVER HIM LISTENED TO BY HIUS GRANDCHILDREN AND GRANDCHILDREN MAYBE TO REMEMBERED EVEN IF ONLY IN PART AS THEY GROW AND RECALL THIS ODD CRUISE THEY TOOK IN 2010 WITH GRANDMA AND PAPA.
My daddy was the original quiet man. He really never spoke until after he retired and then he never shut up again. he was a man of few words............for years I thought my name was whike you are up............ ( get me a beer).He was the hero of my life brought down from the screen and real to me. a poor mans John waynehe could swim like johnny weismeller and call to the animals with the same beautiful song tarzan sang on screen. dad had a lovely singing voice. I could listen to it for hours and often did. whether I wanted to or not.
I was his first born his daughter not born a son but I did all I could every chance I got,,,everychallange I got to prove myself better than any son could have been and I did. I did it. I have a theory on how but that is for another day. this is for dad. I could out run any boy . play every position in baseball and be a valued player. I could beat them all in a race. and swimming ..well, who could hope to outswim the child of tarzan. no one I wager.nor did anyone. I could hold my breathe so long under water peoplewould begin to worry : where is Diane?" but my parents would answer withouteven looking up. "oh she is out there swimming underwater somewhere. She will come up when she runs out of breathe.....of course mom amd dad missed completeky the bewildered looks on the faces of their listeners............but As u can see. I did come up eventually.
We planned our memorial for the last night out at sea. At sunset. on the deck lowest to the water where it spoke back to us its sweet meolody ................" we stand ready to accept Joe De Baun into our safe and loving arms. We loved him too. We love him still. He will change with us as all things do in the oceans of the world always into something more than before.our promise to you his little guppys".
SO AT SUNSET OUR LAST DAY AT SEA, WE MET ON THE LOWEST DECK NEAR THE MOST PRIVATE PLACE WE COULD FIND. third teens joined us there with no signs of leaving to give us peace and I spoke louder with no intention of giving them privacy......I won. well you cant really beat a weeping and wailing old lady wuth a jar of ashes in her arms.......piss me off enough they could end up on you....who knows............
as the sun set, I began , we had no music with us although we did think of somed great things to play in the backround, it was space that stopped thast, airlines are making it more and more difficult to pack. one day I am sure we will be down and your ticket, to nothing but a toothbrush, a wallet
So I began.It was my job. Though I could barely speak, it was my place to begin the
I can not remember a word of what I did say but I do have written down what I had hoped to cover even if only a little bit.
I apologized for brink=ging this bit of sadness to our first ever vacation together, if it took us all their lives to do it once, Id be dead before we got to vacation again, si =o I wished I did not need to do this but I did need to ddo it. NY DADDY BESEERVED SOMEONE TO READ WORDS OVER HIM LISTENED TO BY HIUS GRANDCHILDREN AND GRANDCHILDREN MAYBE TO REMEMBERED EVEN IF ONLY IN PART AS THEY GROW AND RECALL THIS ODD CRUISE THEY TOOK IN 2010 WITH GRANDMA AND PAPA.
My daddy was the original quiet man. He really never spoke until after he retired and then he never shut up again. he was a man of few words............for years I thought my name was whike you are up............ ( get me a beer).He was the hero of my life brought down from the screen and real to me. a poor mans John waynehe could swim like johnny weismeller and call to the animals with the same beautiful song tarzan sang on screen. dad had a lovely singing voice. I could listen to it for hours and often did. whether I wanted to or not.
I was his first born his daughter not born a son but I did all I could every chance I got,,,everychallange I got to prove myself better than any son could have been and I did. I did it. I have a theory on how but that is for another day. this is for dad. I could out run any boy . play every position in baseball and be a valued player. I could beat them all in a race. and swimming ..well, who could hope to outswim the child of tarzan. no one I wager.nor did anyone. I could hold my breathe so long under water peoplewould begin to worry : where is Diane?" but my parents would answer withouteven looking up. "oh she is out there swimming underwater somewhere. She will come up when she runs out of breathe.....of course mom amd dad missed completeky the bewildered looks on the faces of their listeners............but As u can see. I did come up eventually.
the vows I meant to say
while on our cruise,the 40th anniversary cruise, Irv and I renews our vows. I began mine after Irv read his but as I finished my first page of mine.little page I assure you, Irv was overwhelmed and believing that to be my ending,he kissed me.the kids clapped..........it seemed the wrong moment to announce I wasn't finished........................
so here they are unabridged.no kiss or hug to interfere ( as nice as it was).
What could I give in our renewal of vows to the man who vowed to love me as no man has ever or would ever and then did just that. You vowed to me a family, a home full of love like the fairy tales you said you saw in my eyes and heard in my voice. You gave me all that and more. 40 years your bride on an everlasting honeymoon we have faced the good times and bad, the happy and sad in health but mostly sickness ( all mine)
Mostly we had humor and laughter even on our darkest days. even in every day little things others miss.and yes, The magic I found in all that. you were the magic that began my life. The day we met, was the day I was born. The day you looked at me with me was the day Magic found me.
Maybe the first 40 years are the easiest. God knows the next 40 years cant be our best. But even so
I PROMISE PROMISE to wake up each day loving you with e the same passion i felt the first night we met.
I promise promise to LISTEN to you even when you drone on about golf for hours in a language I will never begin to understand. par par bogie bogie par par???????
What I have to give may not be much but all I have to give I do give to you happily.
I PROMISE PROMISE to love you more tomorrow than I do today ( right after I kiss the ground grateful that I HAVE woken up to another day.
I promise PROMISE to make wherever we are a magic haven for you and for me - hopefully keeping the world outside at bay.
I PROMISE PROMISE TO BE THAT FUNNY witty naive girl you fell in love with. She is still in here. A bit older and worst for wear but also a bit wiser. But as often as I can track her down, I will drag her home and be her again.
I promise promise to be a wife to you in equal measure to the husband you have always been to me.
We met as babies . We grew up to adulthood together best friends , lovers confidants, protectors. So many passages we have travelled through life I now renew my vows to continue our journey together.
Now we come face to face with the most difficult trying time of life . I am not afraid because I face it with you. I promise promise................
so here they are unabridged.no kiss or hug to interfere ( as nice as it was).
What could I give in our renewal of vows to the man who vowed to love me as no man has ever or would ever and then did just that. You vowed to me a family, a home full of love like the fairy tales you said you saw in my eyes and heard in my voice. You gave me all that and more. 40 years your bride on an everlasting honeymoon we have faced the good times and bad, the happy and sad in health but mostly sickness ( all mine)
Mostly we had humor and laughter even on our darkest days. even in every day little things others miss.and yes, The magic I found in all that. you were the magic that began my life. The day we met, was the day I was born. The day you looked at me with me was the day Magic found me.
Maybe the first 40 years are the easiest. God knows the next 40 years cant be our best. But even so
I PROMISE PROMISE to wake up each day loving you with e the same passion i felt the first night we met.
I promise promise to LISTEN to you even when you drone on about golf for hours in a language I will never begin to understand. par par bogie bogie par par???????
What I have to give may not be much but all I have to give I do give to you happily.
I PROMISE PROMISE to love you more tomorrow than I do today ( right after I kiss the ground grateful that I HAVE woken up to another day.
I promise PROMISE to make wherever we are a magic haven for you and for me - hopefully keeping the world outside at bay.
I PROMISE PROMISE TO BE THAT FUNNY witty naive girl you fell in love with. She is still in here. A bit older and worst for wear but also a bit wiser. But as often as I can track her down, I will drag her home and be her again.
I promise promise to be a wife to you in equal measure to the husband you have always been to me.
We met as babies . We grew up to adulthood together best friends , lovers confidants, protectors. So many passages we have travelled through life I now renew my vows to continue our journey together.
Now we come face to face with the most difficult trying time of life . I am not afraid because I face it with you. I promise promise................
my daddy said
in my ELEMENTRY SCHOOL year book, my dad wrote.
FIRST IN BEAUTY.
FIRST IN BRAINS
FIRST IN THE HEART OF HER FATHER.
this taught me two things about the man who bearly spoke to me.
One that he loved me
two I knew now where I got my writting ability .
if u could say I have any ability to write at all.
All of my family are artists. All but me. I could never draw a thing. But I could draw a picture with words. At least,that was what I like to tell myself.
He loved westerns and movies about the drinking brawling pub masters.
He loved the quotes I came to coin .all for his amusement
GET IT DONE JOHNNY REB
WE GO...........
IT DON'T MAKE ME NO NEVERMIND.
THAT'LL BE THE DAY.
SO WHILE DADDY NEVER SAID MUCH, IN A WAY, HE DID..........AND WHAT HE SAID WAS WORTH REMEMBERING..
tv show "lost"- alternate universes- I believe in dream world crossovers.
The Barlin 11 family cruise 2010n the way I dreams and planned it in my alternate universe. The cruise I could old with the mom s magic I was always praised to have. The magic I do wish I had.
The woman I may once have been but may never and most likely will never be again
The waters of the Caribbean would have been this overwhelming blue only the angels could have blended together with their special box of crayolas. A blue you may see in your dreams but could never truly imagine without having been on a cruise to paradise.
he air on deck cool refreshing , invigorating, A breeze that caresses your cheek and worms it way into your soul.
We'd have swam out into these waves . so beautiful you could never fear something bad could lurk beneath them. And nothing bad does., Beneath these waters waiting to greet you, to play with you are fish not even the rainbow could match. They would race out to dance with you only the music you could share with the fish down there. We'd laugh with the fish. We would try to swim like them as they laughed at our pathetic antics.
Once back on the ship, we would take a nap to refresh ourselves enough to stay away for the midnight buffet. Not because we needed more food but to see the eye popping magnificence each night. One night all sculptured in chocolates,. One night all ice sculptures only an ice queen could create. Another night all fashioned in vegetables. Oh to see the faces of our little ones. all five of them as they were wowed over and over again by visions they could not even imagine but now remember the rest of their lives. Each port more wondrous then the one before. .swimming with the dolphins. playing with the stingrays swimming between our legs caressing our calves.
Snorkeling with the rainbow colored fish off the side of a small boat in the middle of the ocean with no land to be seen in any direction. just the fish, the boat and us.......alone on this planet called ocean.
Each night we would gather for a dinner only the gods could have cooked using ambrosia and wine.n each night more of a surprise than the night before. Then outside to watch the sunset with the soft music only heard on a cruise ship......our Legend come to life............We would watch the waves beneath us as the ship sailed quietly sailing us away from the woes of the world the woes of our lives. All left behind on a shore all but forgot. the land more the unreality of our life. the ship the reality. Our protector from all that could or would try to hurt us. None able to touch us under her protection. e would all dance on our deck. the children, their parents my children, my spouse and me. All together to dance in joy for no reason but to share. No wedding, no party.just our barlin 11 dancing together. The music of the live band would drift down to us. , loud enough to hear loud enough to hear without drowning out the music of the waves. caressing the side of the ship pushing and pulling her along to happiness.
There would be some any games and fun times to enjoy every 1/2 of the day. So many it would almost be impossible to choose which to do. Some to join in the fun , others to watch, laugh and forever remember,.
The grandkids think their grandma is funny . grandma is crazy but they love watching my antics. On the cruise they would get to see their mother and father give grandmas funny and crazy a run for her money. "You are never going to see these people again.get out there and let it free"
We would fall asleep each night exhausted from the days playing/ We fall asleep with a smile on our face dreaming of what tomorrow might bring us aboard our Legend. We would explore the ship together trying to guess each of the legends depicted in its art. Then we would leave our ship. forced off by the crush of reality coming back to claim us. and we would board our plane together . All eleven of us to return home .together when grandma dreams we are each and every night of her life. together in NY or anywhere as long as it is together..... each day not together is a day lost forever. One day more of the childhood of our beloved 5 grandchildren never to be found again.
2009 kept me from making this dream come true. money always kept it at bay but 2008, I decided money could never stop us again..And my beloved life mate who has always given his Bride whatever she really wanted, gave me the promise of my cruise come true. But it was not to be. My body betrayed me. and in 2010 I could see it was happening again but this time, both he and I vowed to let nothing but death stop us. It almost did. But we stayed the course. a course only a cruise could be.
This dream become reality was not to be. no matter now I practiced and vowed it every day we "there goes mom again bringing drama into our life" How do you argue with a true statement?Instead of living the dream, my family spent their cruise trying not to leave grandma out of things. dragging her along in a wheel chair or cane.But I swear this is not me. it never has been me and it never will be ME. I dont want it to "be all about me"" I an NOT the crying moaning yenta I have observed over my lifetime. the woman I swore never to be. I am not her. So the best I can dream of now is for " a do over" In my youth, if something went wrong we would yell.."do over" and we would get the chance to do it right the next time. Most often we did...........I dont have a way to promise another family cruise but I vow to find a way even if I must sell a kidney to do it.so my last words on the subject is " DO OVER!!!!".
The woman I may once have been but may never and most likely will never be again
The waters of the Caribbean would have been this overwhelming blue only the angels could have blended together with their special box of crayolas. A blue you may see in your dreams but could never truly imagine without having been on a cruise to paradise.
he air on deck cool refreshing , invigorating, A breeze that caresses your cheek and worms it way into your soul.
We'd have swam out into these waves . so beautiful you could never fear something bad could lurk beneath them. And nothing bad does., Beneath these waters waiting to greet you, to play with you are fish not even the rainbow could match. They would race out to dance with you only the music you could share with the fish down there. We'd laugh with the fish. We would try to swim like them as they laughed at our pathetic antics.
Once back on the ship, we would take a nap to refresh ourselves enough to stay away for the midnight buffet. Not because we needed more food but to see the eye popping magnificence each night. One night all sculptured in chocolates,. One night all ice sculptures only an ice queen could create. Another night all fashioned in vegetables. Oh to see the faces of our little ones. all five of them as they were wowed over and over again by visions they could not even imagine but now remember the rest of their lives. Each port more wondrous then the one before. .swimming with the dolphins. playing with the stingrays swimming between our legs caressing our calves.
Snorkeling with the rainbow colored fish off the side of a small boat in the middle of the ocean with no land to be seen in any direction. just the fish, the boat and us.......alone on this planet called ocean.
Each night we would gather for a dinner only the gods could have cooked using ambrosia and wine.n each night more of a surprise than the night before. Then outside to watch the sunset with the soft music only heard on a cruise ship......our Legend come to life............We would watch the waves beneath us as the ship sailed quietly sailing us away from the woes of the world the woes of our lives. All left behind on a shore all but forgot. the land more the unreality of our life. the ship the reality. Our protector from all that could or would try to hurt us. None able to touch us under her protection. e would all dance on our deck. the children, their parents my children, my spouse and me. All together to dance in joy for no reason but to share. No wedding, no party.just our barlin 11 dancing together. The music of the live band would drift down to us. , loud enough to hear loud enough to hear without drowning out the music of the waves. caressing the side of the ship pushing and pulling her along to happiness.
There would be some any games and fun times to enjoy every 1/2 of the day. So many it would almost be impossible to choose which to do. Some to join in the fun , others to watch, laugh and forever remember,.
The grandkids think their grandma is funny . grandma is crazy but they love watching my antics. On the cruise they would get to see their mother and father give grandmas funny and crazy a run for her money. "You are never going to see these people again.get out there and let it free"
We would fall asleep each night exhausted from the days playing/ We fall asleep with a smile on our face dreaming of what tomorrow might bring us aboard our Legend. We would explore the ship together trying to guess each of the legends depicted in its art. Then we would leave our ship. forced off by the crush of reality coming back to claim us. and we would board our plane together . All eleven of us to return home .together when grandma dreams we are each and every night of her life. together in NY or anywhere as long as it is together..... each day not together is a day lost forever. One day more of the childhood of our beloved 5 grandchildren never to be found again.
2009 kept me from making this dream come true. money always kept it at bay but 2008, I decided money could never stop us again..And my beloved life mate who has always given his Bride whatever she really wanted, gave me the promise of my cruise come true. But it was not to be. My body betrayed me. and in 2010 I could see it was happening again but this time, both he and I vowed to let nothing but death stop us. It almost did. But we stayed the course. a course only a cruise could be.
This dream become reality was not to be. no matter now I practiced and vowed it every day we "there goes mom again bringing drama into our life" How do you argue with a true statement?Instead of living the dream, my family spent their cruise trying not to leave grandma out of things. dragging her along in a wheel chair or cane.But I swear this is not me. it never has been me and it never will be ME. I dont want it to "be all about me"" I an NOT the crying moaning yenta I have observed over my lifetime. the woman I swore never to be. I am not her. So the best I can dream of now is for " a do over" In my youth, if something went wrong we would yell.."do over" and we would get the chance to do it right the next time. Most often we did...........I dont have a way to promise another family cruise but I vow to find a way even if I must sell a kidney to do it.so my last words on the subject is " DO OVER!!!!".
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
the seige is over
sometimes you are in the midst of a family drama that turns into a family war . You have no idea of any of it until you hear the first shots fired. Usually by then, Its too late.but even if there is family drama , even if there is was among the aunts, in time as long as there's one person who cares enough to try and try again................peace comes to the family..................and family does come first. do not believe all the beer commercial adds telling you to drink wit h your friends. they are after you because you are still insecure. if u are with your bids and not drinking as much as they are. whip.if you are out with your friends and a few ladies come by . One of which can be the lady of your life. you need to be out with the guys. no pack of she wolves comes up to A man sitting with his family. Nor do they???????????????/ Did you ever give it a chance? be a man, Be a whole woman. if you are going to make a mistake. make it on your own terms
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
welcome home
this is the safest place for a person whouses her brain instead of dulls it on the internet. I tried to use facebook and tweet. while they wrote inane reteric back and forth, I got "lessons " on what was right to say and wrong to say. what farms to build. what rooms to enter....................I guess after all these years as a red hat anda homemaker who planned my day as I saw fit. who created and elated children and parewnts alike. I am not ready to be told how to behave on favebooks or eve e mails. u dont like what I have to say. dont open the e mail but by the same right...dont expect me to listen to you bitch on and on either................so here I am at home. hopefully to entertain you as to thsoe children and men who think I shouls hang on every word out of their mouth..they are not passing me thesecret map to king solomans mines so.....................chill...............
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
daddy
Joseph Henry De Baun
Jan 26, 1926- Jan 24, 1927
. Now the long horns are gone And the drovers are gone The Comanche's are gone And the outlaws are gone Now Quantro is gone Stan Watie is gone And the lion is gone And the Red Wolf is gone One morning they searched his adobe. He disappeared without even a word But that night as the moon crossed the mountain One more coyote was heard. Love You Pop Pop.....Michael Lee Barlin-grandson found by michael lee in a sng by a gentleman whose name I do not know at his writting nor have the strength to find.
The Quiet man of his daughters youth. My first love. I miss mydaddy with every breathe I take. Inside my heart is a deep hallow ache.. Now my guardian angel right by my side. He whispers in my ear that everything is fine. He waits for me on the other side.Had anyone asked me my favorite star. Id have said Joe DeBaun. To me he was like those heros of old I admired on the screen and looked for in a man of my own.
My Father was a man of gentle passion.He loved his family. We were his greatest passion. His wife, His children, His grandchildren , His great grandchildren. Each of uswere special to him. Each In our own way Especially the little ones. Oh, how he adored the little ones. .We were all beautiful to him. Perfect..like hais haven in florida. He loved this place and all his friends within. With a passion. He showed in his deep affection in his care of the gardens…..so beautiful greatly due to his efforts. Something to live on after him............The beauty he felt we should see in every spot of our little piece of the earth lain with his bear hand So Full of life, always ready for any adventure that came his way.(especially with his family).
If he could have one wish it would have been to livewherehis wife wished while still keepingnus around him.........this s a wish I can deeply understand.
His joy was his neighbors, his art and the gardens here at Desoto... hundred and hundreds of painting he made. All so beautiful yet to him , the perfectionish in all he did, he always wished his work was better. His paints not even worthy of his signature. (In his eyes) These paintings are my dad leaving some of himself behind for us.
Daddy loved the ocean. He was a poor mans Johnny Weisemuller.He wants to be laid to rest in the sea. So let it be written. So let it be done.--
"...I have seen the future and it's Very
Perplexing..." -some guy with a time machine__________________________________________Very Perplexing PicturesVeryPerplexing.commleebarlin@gmail.com917-945-3811
Jan 26, 1926- Jan 24, 1927
. Now the long horns are gone And the drovers are gone The Comanche's are gone And the outlaws are gone Now Quantro is gone Stan Watie is gone And the lion is gone And the Red Wolf is gone One morning they searched his adobe. He disappeared without even a word But that night as the moon crossed the mountain One more coyote was heard. Love You Pop Pop.....Michael Lee Barlin-grandson found by michael lee in a sng by a gentleman whose name I do not know at his writting nor have the strength to find.
The Quiet man of his daughters youth. My first love. I miss mydaddy with every breathe I take. Inside my heart is a deep hallow ache.. Now my guardian angel right by my side. He whispers in my ear that everything is fine. He waits for me on the other side.Had anyone asked me my favorite star. Id have said Joe DeBaun. To me he was like those heros of old I admired on the screen and looked for in a man of my own.
My Father was a man of gentle passion.He loved his family. We were his greatest passion. His wife, His children, His grandchildren , His great grandchildren. Each of uswere special to him. Each In our own way Especially the little ones. Oh, how he adored the little ones. .We were all beautiful to him. Perfect..like hais haven in florida. He loved this place and all his friends within. With a passion. He showed in his deep affection in his care of the gardens…..so beautiful greatly due to his efforts. Something to live on after him............The beauty he felt we should see in every spot of our little piece of the earth lain with his bear hand So Full of life, always ready for any adventure that came his way.(especially with his family).
If he could have one wish it would have been to livewherehis wife wished while still keepingnus around him.........this s a wish I can deeply understand.
His joy was his neighbors, his art and the gardens here at Desoto... hundred and hundreds of painting he made. All so beautiful yet to him , the perfectionish in all he did, he always wished his work was better. His paints not even worthy of his signature. (In his eyes) These paintings are my dad leaving some of himself behind for us.
Daddy loved the ocean. He was a poor mans Johnny Weisemuller.He wants to be laid to rest in the sea. So let it be written. So let it be done.--
"...I have seen the future and it's Very
Perplexing..." -some guy with a time machine__________________________________________Very Perplexing PicturesVeryPerplexing.commleebarlin@gmail.com917-945-3811
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Monday, January 11, 2010
I am back
today is january 12. my birthdate. so I decided after months and months of doing everything someone else wanted me to do..include physical therapy to heal................I decided to try to either begin or end my day with a page pf the written word...............my written word....................so look for it .I hope I can entertain u . Maybe ever teach u something........or learn something myself......SO , ON MY BRTHDAY WITH THE HELP OF MY LIFE MATE, WE MADE A LONG LONG DREAM OF MINE COME TRUE.I AM GOING ON A CRUISE WITH MY DAUGHTER AND HER FAMILY ,MY SON AND HIS FAMILY TOO..............ITS THE SINGLE MOST EXCITING THING i HAVE HAD TO CHEER FOR, TO LOOK FORWARD TOO IN YEARS...........................IT WILL EAT ALL WE HAVE IN MONEY BUT WHO NEEDS TO GET THEIR HOUSE FIXED UP. i CAN LIVE WITH A LEAKY BATHTUB.........AND NO SHOWER CURTAIN........I GOT A CRUISE WITH ALL MY BABIES................
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