I was ready to drop this program till I read what is already here. I admit I rarely on line when I journal and I have started several blogs. One is for healing scriptures and another is general. There have been so many changes here I have kind of shied away from here.

I now have two quotes in my signature Let me tell you about them. The first comes from a book that was a book on one of my collage room-mates had on her desk in the the original French also in Spanish, German, and fortunately English. I read the book and found some profound words hiding in the fiction.

The second is a quote from an interview on u-tube with Rev. Canon Andrew White an Anglican pastor,leader the only one still in Iran. I have heard him speak twice he is a remarkable man he faced the dangers of a war zone. Setup a church in one of Saddam Husein's old palaces. at the moment he is a personal hero of mine right now. He has MS as I do and has been doing well in spite of it for some time now. I'm sure he takes care of himself there are medicines you have to stay on with MS but with all his work in a war zone he has taken more risks than I can imagine.

"It is only with the heart that one sees rightly. What is essential is invisible to the eye." ~Antoine de Saint-Exupery- from The Little Prince.~

“Don’t take care, take risks” ~ Rev. Canon Andrew White (the Vicar of Baghdad) ~

Annette C. Agnello
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It had been a long time without journaling either in paper or computer I am finally back to writing. I don't know why there are times there is simply nothing. It isn't because I have nothing to say it is because I am pulled to do other things. Early this year it was making a gift for someone, now I am always working crosswords. I come by that honestly. My dad did crossword puzzles whenever he could find one. I remember once when an aunt had come up from TX and got hold of the newspaper before dad and worked his crossword. He was upset but kept his temper. Aunt Dot saw dad's reaction, butthe next day in spite of being told not to touch the puzzle did it again. That weeking they knocked mom's "crown of thorns' plant from the bathroom window and destoryed it. That plant had a double bloom I have never seem a double bloom on another "crown of thorns' the poor thing broke that day and didn't make it so mom was upset and trying not to show it. Dad's daily puzzle was taken from him and he didn't even try to hide his disappointment.

I remember trying to hide my disappointment once. I had a friend cut my hair and and she cut it about 4 inches too short. I remember going to the bathroom mirror to look at what had been done. I wanted to cry, but the one who butchered my hair so badly was standing behind me in the mirror. I kept telling her, "It's okay." I wanted her to get out so I could be alone to morn my tragic loss.

These losses really mean nothing in the scheme of things but at the time they were sufficient to have us upset at the time. Dad not only got another puzzle the next day, mom had a lot of other plants, my hair grew back.

If you read my last posting on this sight you know I joined NaBloPoMo I have been posting to my blog http://onceagain.freeblogit.com/ almost daily. actually I missed 2 days this month but made double posts on the following day. I have a had a certain longing to have a website for a long time but I did not know enough to make one. My husband is a wonderful computer geek and one of his projects for his time off was to help me start a sight I had a chance to start one through an online magazine I was writing for at the time. I wold have help building the sight but would have to pay ten dollars a month as long as the sight was there. The sight my honey helped me build is a lot more economical.
My signature gets longer each day.

Annette
"It is only with the heart that one sees rightly. What is essential is invisible to the eye." ~Antoine de Saint-Exupery- from The Little Prince.~ http://onceagain.freeblogit.com/ and
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I signed up for NaBloPoMo to post every day for a month. That is taking my posting time.

I went to the dentist today. A new one of course. It seems like every doctor I have to go to for any reason changes after one or two trips. As a child I did not see any problem with going to the dentist, mom was terrified, I did not get why she was so upset. When I was about 12 Dr. Hurt (yes I had a dentist named Hurt) the name was not a confidence builder.

His office was on the eighth floor of a twelve story building. He had drilled the hold to deepand when he started packing the filling material and on the first push the thin piece of tooth broke sending the filling and dental tool into direct contact with the nerve. I felt like I was going to exit the top of the building without benefit of stairs, elevator or doorways just straight up through the offices above. That one moment put the fear of dentists in my life.

Since then I have had some good dentists and some very bad ones. Today’s new entry to that little group was the gentlest dentist I ever had. Aside from injecting the novocaine I felt no pain. And I didn’t really notice when he stuffed the filling in. I hope he is the dentist for a while.

Annette
"It is only with the heart that one sees rightly. What is essential is invisible to the eye." ~Antoine de Saint-Exupery- from The Little Prince.~ http://onceagain.freeblogit.com/ and
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Today went strangely, to say the least. Have you ever gone to a funeral and ended up not going?

Let me start a little earlier. Mario has a rider he picks up and drives to work with every day. Keith has been on a different shift for work for the past couple of months and was supposed to start back on first shift and Mario was supposed to start picking him up again Monday. He called Saturday and told us his wife’s father had died late Thursday night after a long illness. Saturday his own father died suddenly and unexpectedly. Two days apart two deaths to deal with in one household. Keith is a nice guy so both of us decided to go to the funeral.

It was about an hour and a half drive. We stopped at a gas station within sight of the funeral home. We got ready to go to the viewing which was before the service. The transmission was gone, reverse first then just as we drove into the funeral home parking lot. We coasted into a space with the final gasp of the car.

We greeted both of them and told them we had to wait for the tow truck, thank the Lord for AAA, this tow alone covers the cost for a year. We were in the parking lot as everyone pulled out for the graveyard. We had just given the tow truck the address and phone number for Pangles Auto Repair. Fortunately the tow truck had gotten my turn-coat of a car out of the way. Before we saw the funeral procession driving out. We had about an hour’s wait still Mario’s sister came and rescued us. So we went to the funeral and we didn’t, we ended up spending all of our time in the parking lot instead.

Annette
"It is only with the heart that one sees rightly. What is essential is invisible to the eye." ~Antoine de Saint-Exupery- from The Little Prince.~ http://onceagain.freeblogit.com/ and
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/just4christianwomen2journal/ and http://annette-agnello.livejournal.com/

I am writing again but not on what I should be writing. I am working on yet another book that I have gotten side tracked after a good start. Which is better to write just anything or to write what I should be writing? When I originally started writing I got a blog to post some of my work. Since then I have learned that posting my work is first publishing. since reading my friend's post. I learned it not only reduces what I can receive for my work but makes it fair game to be stolen from me. I know what that feels like I had a needlepoint design stolen from me and become a kit in a craft magazine I used to get. They had the dove and the rainbow just like mine with the rainbow arching the same way and the bird flying the same direction. both birds even had their left wing up raised so they could glide at the same angel. the only difference I had a daylight sky so the rainbow could be formed by the sunlight, They had a night sky which I admit was pretty. But that was not enough of a change not to be my design. I would have made good money if I had been credited as the designer. Oh, well, by the time I knew it had been stolen it was to late. I stil want some of my writing to be seen so I might still [post some things in the blogs.

I joined FaithWriters years ago and loved it to pieces. At first it was a friendly supportive group and it was a big help in my writing it let me see there were caring people some of whom were even worse writers than I was. It gave me hope to submit things for people to actually read. There was incentive for people to read the articles and those who read them left useful comments, rangeing from a simple “nice article” to a useful suggestion for making it a better article. After a couple of years they started a magazine called FaithWriters 500  and early on I joined that too and got at least one article published in every issue for the first year. Then instead of having different editors for each department of the magazine there was one editor. Debbie, never accepted any of my work. Then they gave perks of sort to the members of FaithWriters 500 which I never really got. When FaithWriters 500 had it’s own message board I enjoyed it but when it became part of the general message boards that died for me. After staying a member for over 8 years I let the membership lapse only to once again get screwed. In the time I was simply not going to the sight they took away some of the things anyone on the sight could take part in now they belong to FaithWriters 500 members.  I want to find an alterative to FaithWriters that is not being destroyed from within.