This is my weekend with my kids so I will do something fun for them. They make me laugh because they love to camp out on my floor and I do not understand this since they have there own rooms with a nice bed in each room. We plan to go out for pizza and do some shopping tonight, tomorrow since the weather is going be so nice I was thinking a trip to the park or zoo, and Sunday we always go to church together, and hang out with my folks. Then it will be back to work and school once again, until weeks end but then it will be my weekend, and on my weekend I take a long bath, sleep in late, read out loud, and sometimes go to dinner at a nice restaurant alone or movie. I am still looking for the right one so if you know his number do pass it along, until then ITS A KID WEEKEND.

I read many comments and emails from people who told me what they would like in a man or woman. This was not the point of my blog. It was to open the eyes of people who look for skin beautiful, age, weight, and height. I feel many of us are missing out on someone who could make their world by going for someone who has good signs of a true heart. I want tell you a story about myself, when I was twenty years old I met two men one was so cute, two years younger then me, thin, and was just one inch shorter then myself. The other was okay in looks yet you would not see people stop to look at him like the other man I told you about, he was ten years older then me, thin, and was four inches shorter then me. He use to wear high heel boots to make himself look taller and was made fun of for doing so, so I use to have him take me to restaurants that I knew no one would see us together. Both men ask for my hand in marriage and of course I pick the cute one and he gave me two very cute children whom will not have problem finding a date since many of you are still blind. When the cute one and I use to go out everyone told me how great he look on my arm, yet he was abusive he hit me, called me names, made me have sex with him when he was too drunk to get it up, and made sure I knew he never love me. We are now divorce and it has been four years now. The man I did not pick I hear he end up getting married to someone else who was not blind to his heart. I hear she is treat like a queen and to think this could of been me, yet I was blind, and I JUST DID NOT GET IT.

Take a minute and do not speak. Take this time and just listen to what is around you and rediscover the art of hearing again. What you listen to maybe a squeak of someone walking across their floor, a car zooming by down an open road near by, or is it your clock in your kitchen just a ticken. Whatever, it maybe just Take A Minute to listen rediscover the art of hearing that is just one of the many gifts God has given to us our ears, so do Take A Minute to use them and just listen.

My eyes are brown, and wide are my eyes, for they witness so many things in this thing called life. They witness a child's smile so bright, teeth glowing white, for the happiness that these eyes have witness is from the child's joy of play, that just happen today. Unfortually in this same day these eyes also witness sadness from a friend whom lost their life in death that very day. Yes, my eyes witness all this and more today for with these eyes I see much in my view with MY EYES. I wrote this poem yesterday after what happen to me. Sometimes I think I work the hardest job in the world. I go to a place called Hospice House where I see death first hand. Then I go to work at Kid's Club where children play so happy, unknown to them is death. What I see at Hospice House was left at Hospice House and a smile was place on my face. The smile was fake because deep in my eyes was the pain from those two women who lost their lives. This is when the poem MY EYES came to me, for with our eyes we see so much and witness so much. I held in my eyes the pain of life lost, yet in my smile was a fake happiness given to the children I watch at play. To think this all happen in one day and were held in MY EYES.

I am now on chapter five yet what I have read so far has really hit home with me. I never knew how much my ego has been controlling my life and bring me many days of unhappiness. Had I been woken up a long time ago I think my life would be a lot different today. So I can not change my ugly past but I can make a much happier future for my children and myself. This is what I plan too do. Thanks Oprah for finding a book that will open a door way for a new way to living life.