The one thing I have tried to say to those I love and care about, my frineds, family, whoever they maybe, I no longer know for sure is not to cry for me when I am gone, both mentally and physically. Hopefully my ashes will be spread in Gods' Country, YellowStone National Park, where I want to be. Whether this blog remains or not only time will tell. You can see I do not post as often, things are begining to mean less to me than they did befor. So while I can say it and have the will to, I bid all those I have known a found farwell and hope I have left something good in your lives. I am not going today, but I need this to get out of me before I forget and do not have the time to do so. Some of my family will read this others won't the same as friends and so on, because they are just caught up in their own lives and mine is not that important in the Grand Scheme of things. Only to me and my Lord.
God Bless You and This Country of Ours!
Joe
Sunday, July 15, 2007
My Farwell
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