Good morning, I hope its a good one for you. I'm doing better, I'm seeing better, gets better every day. Not completely back, but better. Guess I'm awake , because I got a lot of sleep. Came home after class, went to bed. I think i'm a little sad about this bad sight thing, it's not fun. Makes me want to close my eyes, so I do, every chance I get. Nice thing, is each time I do that, I open them and there is improvement. My daughter came home, I got up, we talked, and ate, she ate my chicken! I jerked the chicken for me, I cooked cajun for her. She always says the jerk is to hot! She ate my chicken. I ain't mad at her. I'll cook more jerk next time.We had a good afternoon. I'm going back to bed. It's 4 AM.

Good Morning, hope y'all had a great week.  Mine has gotten better. Last week I had trouble seeing, and didn't want to share that with anyone. So I shared it on a need to Know basis, only. I'm sharing it today only because my vision has improved at least to the point where I'm able to see to the point to see what I'm looking at. Last week I shouldn't have been driving at all. It's a blessing I made it  in. The eye doctor said I probably poisoned myself, through my eyes with insecticide I applied to my lawn. It's all good though, forced me to my knees again. Asked God to restore my sight, he is, only slowly. Helped me remember, that all things are possible, though him, and he 's the ultimate authority, not me. If he decided I wasn't gonna get my sight back, I wouldn't have. So I spent some time this morning, thanking him, for the improvement, and hope he continues, cause it's not completely back yet. And I still feel poisoned, my balance is a little off. My morning started at 320, and I went back to bed at 428,till about, 630. Got up, found gas for 330, and I'm here at school, Grateful. Be 59 in 21 days, God willin.

Some of us have experienced love hate and everything in between, I know I have. I have experienced great joy, and great pain. Because of that, I am capable of empathizing with others that have, are experiencing what I've already been through. The experience, is a gift. It has never felt like a gift when I received it, but I know now, they were gifts. Each designed by my Father to prepare me for the next. There were incidents like the following before these, but they happened too early in life to understand pain. I believe even that was by design, I was probably 5 or 6 when my Grandfather died around 1960. Just thinking right now my Grandmother died at about the same time I lost my mind, and did the stupidest thing I've ever done, I left home, I was fourteen. Interesting, I hadn't realized that till today. A gift, I got from being part of this class, and wanting to let someone, I care about understand, I understand. I learned since then better ways to deal with pain like that, than things like that. And, I am willing to share those with anyone who wants that kind of help. Because like I said before, it's a waste of my time trying to help someone, who doesn't want, or doesn't think, they need help from, me. Since then my only brother died, around 1992. My second wife died, July 25th 1997. I had a car accident April 11, 2008, that made it impossible for me to play my favorite sport, basketball, has forced me to retire early, and change careers. I'll be close to 60 when I graduate. My favorite son went missing, and was murdered, sometime between March 1st and March 27th 2009. And the police won't investigate. I'll have to do it. My mother had a stroke and died about a week later, when we had to take her off life support December 27, 2011. All painful events. I haven't had a drink or did any drugs, that aren't prescribed by a doctor, since April 6th 1991. There are much better ways to deal with pain, life's good, I enjoy it. Hope you have a great day too. I don't have a degree, only experience, I happen to believe experience, is a really good thing, A gift.

I read the blogs written by classmates and our professor, interesting, what interests you all. Beverly, we got more in common. My Father was a fourth grade school teacher, Miss Johnson , I'm responding to your blog as well. My Father, was a Great Black Man, and a great fourth grade school teacher. There are people in south Philly, and all over the country that still remember and talk about him. You are right, there aren't many but I knew one really personally. Wish I had had the sense to give him the props he deserved when he was alive. But I do now. Thanks for the opportunity. It's a hard job doing a job, nobody appreciates you doing. Guess we all reap what we sow, though. I'm having a little problem seeing, so I'm signing off now, hopefully, the doc will see me tomorrow. Peace!

I've ben reading Blogs for a half hour, interesting stuff, it helps me see what is important to the people who God has placed in my life for whatever time I'm with you all. Well here's whats important to me. I try to listen to what God has to say to me. Through circumstances, people, nature, assignments, etc. I have children to raise, a wife, friends, all of whom need to know that I love them, while they are able to hear it. I believe in giving flowers to the living. A comment, thats meant for all who I'm following, keep sharing your thoughts, your hopes, your dreams. Your right from my perspective. Home is where the heart is. Nothing has been more important for me than my children. I have wanted to be a father since I was about fifteen. My first was born at 29. However, when I was 17, I met, my first wife. She was about 23, and had 3 children. We got married in Basil Switzerland, in 1975. By 1980, it was over. But the relationship with the children rebooted in 1997 at Haywood's wedding. He found me, and asked me to come to his wedding in North Carolina. We are close again, and Donna and Wanda have allowed me back into their lives as well. All six of my children met, and when Najee was killed Haywood Donna and Wanda helped, and are helping to Nurse me back to health. I love my children, some of whom have adopted me and call me dad. I thank God for all my experiences, the good and the ones that are a lot harder to except. Because I don't have a choice. I don't go around consciously creating problems for myself, and other people like I used to. Life can be to short for that. I make mistakes, and when I catch myself doing that, I regroup, and change direction to whats more in line with Gods will. I got to take my baby girl to school

My Body really hurts, today, only thing that's changed is this medication thet got prescribed last week. It's one of those necessary ones, so hopefully, my body will get used to it and the pain lessen. Other than that, I'm having a good day. Got my class work done , just need to get this blog posted, and follow three people and I'm out. Visited Bobby yesterday, he survived emergency stomach surgery, to remove an obstruction, so once again I have reason to count my blessings. He called me last Friday afternoon, while I was on the way to Hilton Head. Told me he was at the hospital since early in the morning. About 12 Saturday Patrick called me and said Bobby had had emergency surgery. I could only be thankful that he had survived it. Bobby is a great friend, and chess player. He's a cancer surviver, Viet Nam vet, and he's experienced losing a daughter. We've got a lot in common, have walked through some similar stuff, I'm glad the brother is still on this side of the ground. I'll be stopping by the hospital on the way home. I believe it's best to give flowers while you can smell them. Enjoy your day, or night.

This is not my idea of fun, playing with a computer But I've endured much, much, worse. As I said before, most of it was self inflicted. So please don't get it twisted, I'm not complaining. Believe it or not, I enjoyed, quite a bit of it. Just didn't always enjoy the consequences. Each and every experience, has molded me into the man I am today. I think I turned out okay. I appreciate life, love God, and enjoy living. I live each day as if it could be my last, and I try to help, anyone who wants my help. I've found it to be a huge waste of my time to try to help anyone that doesn't. Enjoy your day.