What is it about the islands that I love so much?

How I loved the river and the GW family! Thanx for the memories! xo

As I watch my daughter dress her new daughter, I reminisce. As she so delicately guides her newborn's arm into a bitty shirt sleeve, my mind's eye sees a bit of me..in her. I would gently help my 95 year old mother's wrinkled arm into her pajama sleeve just a few weeks ago.
I watch as a new mother talks gently to her baby and cuddles her. She carefully glides her fingers over the new silk hair. She looks at her tiny fingers and toes...knowing every inch of her body as she nestles in slumber.
I help feed my mother...minimal times. But, I know she's tired and sometimes I need to encourage her to eat....just like a child...gently, coaxing, lovingly prodding.
Mom's hair needs to be gently brushed from the "le pillow" look. Her hair is as white as a cloud. Soft as a newborn's...but, more unruly.
Mom needs help with getting her shoes on...like little Jaiden. Mom can't quite reach her toes, and Jaiden hasn't discovered her own yet. However, they both have very fashionable accessories.
One soul, a new journey. One soul, a new journey to come.
How I love them both.

Judges, taxes...help!!!

Oh, my gosh! California is digging itself into bigger and bigger "do" "do"...courts seem to overturn Prop. 8 soon. Are these people blind? What is the will of the people? Make us pay more and more taxes on top of more and more taxes? I'm moving!!!

PRostate or PostRate?

Seemingly, I have had these two words confused all of my young and in my adult life. However, now I know the difference...the hard way.
It seems that only MEN have a pRostate...so, I don't have to worry about one for me. It's tough enough worrying about the men in my family.
All I know is that after google ran on my computer 24/7 for awhile, I am now informed and have a bit of knowledge under my belt. I am very glad I don't have a pRostate.
And, the best advise I can give is...make your men get checked at LEAST once a year...minimum. Be proactive. There is no room for procrastination when dealing with our bodies. Especially when there's grandchildren involved...and grandchildren forthcoming! OK, ok, our own kids are important. ( I'll probably hear about that comment!)
One will find out that so many people have dealt with this situation (pRostate cancer) in their own families. They are an excellent source of education and referrals.
Once again, life throws a curve ball...I thought I would get a "little" break after the last tragedy...NOT. Now, I choose how to deal with it.