Christmas 2006

As gift of love is to be shared, I take what I learned from one who loved life, his family and me and share it with another heart as wounded as mine.

I am grateful for the love of my past life and for the love of the life I now share with my Handyman.

And, so, I march on...me and my drum...pa rum pa pa pum.


Come they told me, pa rum pum pum pum
A new born King to see, pa rum pum pum pum
Our finest gifts we bring, pa rum pum pum pum
To lay before the King, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum,

So to honor Him, pa rum pum pum pum,
When we come.

Little Baby, pa rum pum pum pum
I am a poor boy too, pa rum pum pum pum
I have no gift to bring, pa rum pum pum pum
That's fit to give the King, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum,

Shall I play for you, pa rum pum pum pum,
On my drum?

Mary nodded, pa rum pum pum pum
The ox and lamb kept time, pa rum pum pum pum
I played my drum for Him, pa rum pum pum pum
I played my best for Him, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum,

Then He smiled at me, pa rum pum pum pum
Me and my drum.
rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum.

Happy Birthday,,,

…to me.

56 today.

See I had this long, thoughtful post planned out. Talk about where I am in my life and how I feel about it…the things I appreciate from an altered view.

Yada, yada, blah, blah…etcetera, etcetera.

Waking up in the wee hours before light thought of tinting the sky…this is what I found from my Handyman.

(Plus cards from the dogs and George Kitty. How cool izzat?)

Screw the grown up stuff…

I’m gonna go play…

feed the inner child he so obviously knows is there.

Boo-Yeah.

I’ll catch y’all later.

Happy Birthday to meeeeeee.

Justice

July 31, 1995…My anniversary…forever etched into my heart as the day a beautiful soul was so heartlessly and brutally removed from this world.

After 11 years, 4 months, 29 days, a two day jury trial and 20 minutes of deliberation there is finally justice for her.

Justice for two now almost grown children who spent those years without their mother.

Justice for the husband who lived under the microscope of suspicion.

Justice for the parents who lost their only daughter.

Justice for the friends who can no longer laugh with her.

Only 17 when he committed the crime, he will not face the death penalty. Life imprisonment with possible parole in 20 years (universe forbid)

And, yet he is also implicated in the disappearance of his former fiancé 4 years ago. She looks remarkably like my friend.

Should the investigation proceed to a point where he is put on trial and found guilty the penalty could change.

What is the value of his also losing his life?

It will not bring either Dana or Heather back.

It will not change the years each family has mourned the loss of their loved one.

A life for a life?

Is it justice?

Is it too easy a sentence?

Living the remainder of his years locked away from the world…his life…his own children…would that not be a more hellish punishment? Equal to that of those who have suffered for Dana’s death.

He’s lived with his actions as a free man for over 11 years; making a life for himself; starting a family. Will it make a difference behind bars?

What is the greater justice…for Dana…her children…her husband…her family…her friends?

I don't know.

What ever the justice truly is - may she finally rest in peace.