#AceMustRead Friends post …
l wish l have a million heart .
To love every living soul.
l wish on their beats l can sing,
A magical song to touch every heart.
To fill them with affection’s loving care.
l wish l can wipe the sorrow and the tear,
Of those who are mourning someone dear.
l wish l can help the injured to heal.
l wish l have a magical portion to end ,
Despair,to change sadness to hope and joy.
To fulfill the dream of everyone far and near.
l wish l have a remedy to cure the depresses,
The ill , to free the oppressed and the captive.
l wish l can convince people that goodness is alive and real.
That we are but pilgrims,the traveling never stand still.
((THanks from the heart for the 4200 followers of the blog and to those who visit the blog.))
Jalal MIchael Sabbagh-http://mysuccessisyoursuccess.wordpress.com
Twelve plus months ago, measures were put in place to keep MM’s (My Man) parents in their own home as long as possible. There were visits from the home-care workers twice daily. The morning attendant helped them with showers, dressing, made breakfast, managed their prescriptions and did general cleaning. Before she left she would make lunch, leaving it in the fridge for them to help themselves. The afternoon attendant took care of the evening meal, tidying up and would do any shopping when required.
Recently, MM’s parent’s doctor advised him his parents can no longer live in their home after both of them were admitted into hospital a couple of times over a 2 month period due to ill-health.
The ill-health really related to old age and mismanagement of everything from their dietary requirements to their prescriptions. We noticed how little they ate and on many days forgot or not want…
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I learned every facet of seismic work from drilling the hole into which dynamite would be placed and tamped with water, to laying out arrays of sound wave detectors (seismometers) connected to a recording apparatus. One holiday weekend when the rest of the crew had gone home I went through all the steps outlined above and predicted the depths of various layers that a nearby drilling crew would encounter. I was spot on.
With permission of the author. This is an on going story one paragraph at a time beginning on the post of July 6th. We will get back to our music and art after this little break.
…but a nice way to blog
I blog because of you all, not for the stats. I like when you come visit my blog and I like visiting your blogs and check out how you’re doing all over the world. You teach me new things everyday. Thank you 🙂
So what’s not a clever way to blog?
When I make a new post on my blog many of you leave likes that shows up in my wp app notifications. From there I can click my way to your blogs and read your posts, look at your photos in the post and very often I like what I read and see so I leave a like or two on your blog and hopefully also a 🇸🇪 in your country stats 🙂
What’s not clever about that?
I think it’s clever in the meaning it’s nice to pay a visit back…
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