Dave Nicholson

I held you. David Sheldon Nicholson Aug, 04, 2011 I held you when you where sick. I held you when you needed a laugh. I held you when you where happy or sad. I held you for a short time. Then I let you go only for the grave. I will see you again some day.

2 cups Jasmine Rice. 1 Large Yellow Onion chopped. 1 Medium Cabbage chopped. 1 Package Bacon 1 lb Lean Ground Beef. 2L can of Tomato Juice. Salt, Fresh Pepper, Franks hot or extra hot to taste. Cook diced bacon half way, then add beef. Brown nicely then drain most of the fat but leave some in. Add rice, Cabbage, Onion, Spices and tomato juice. Simmer till rice is cooked well and cabbage is done (this will be different times depending on how you like the cabbage).

The best thing is I have faced physical violence for standing up for gay rights. I was stabbed for speaking my mind. And I am a coward for not standing with someone who condones violence against someone they don't agree with? The topic if this thread was how it is a "violation of free speech" to arrest someone for threatening to shoot someone they did not agree with. When the comment was made that we need to go back to the law of the gun like in the 1800's - I could not stand by this person any more. This is the reason that the USA is such a violent land and has no hope of equal rights for all ever. They say that all races are equal then they enslave most minorities with poverty and feed them crap that makes them turn to crime as a way of life. But the aptitude of equality has some how caused 9/11 and the raping of children by the catholic church... To use the term impudence and narrow mindedness in this light is to say that Hitler had a good idea... This...

Well Mom has appointments Tuesday, Wednesday and Friday. I don’t see the Dr. till Thursday. So there is something to do every day this week but today... I wanted to rest and try to get the pain in my back and legs down a little. Can’t do it though – Mom wants to go shopping! I can’t seem to instill in her how much pain I am in – some times I am white with pain and she don’t see it... Others will look at me as if to say, “man are you alright” – but Mom don’t see it. I know she needs me, but what the heck... Every day? God I hope the Doctor gives me something that will work for the pain. When she called and told me she wants to go shopping I literally felt sick... The worst thing is I am trying hard to drop some weight, and things like this make me want to eat till I pass out. Why can’t I make her see what is going on with me. She seems to get it, then she does this... Man I fell like hell right now and this does not help at all. I feel like screaming and tossing a chair out ...

They tell us it is the land of the free. But you’re only free to be just like the rest. If you do not buy into the mass marketing of culture and religion then you are one of them. If you are one of them that it is the job of all good free Landers to hunt you down and make you pay for your crime of individuality. Here love is something you buy and God is something you sell. The pusher man tells you what to think and the dead minds teach your children to listen to violence and drugs. We are the land of the free but watch your backs or they come in the night to make you vanish. If they think you know something then water-boarding is the new hand shake. United in nations under the dollar they will fly over your lands and make you submit to democracy. A Starbucks on each corner is the price of your collective souls. You think the criminals that roam the streets are angry and full of hate; then you have not seen the cops yet. One man said once that one day a good rain will come and wash all ...

I held him as he cried that long night. I told him he was going to be alright and it was will be over soon. Before that he was crying out to God to make the many demons go from him. I could see his pain and wanted it all to end. I wanted to make him know he was loved and God had not left him. He yelled out that he was lost in an endless plague of pain and suffering. The voices told him to do things that he knew where wrong and he asked me why would they not be quiet and where was God in all of this. I told him he was right with us and he loved us. I told him he would not abandon any of his children. Then he told me that God was telling him to hurt himself; to do unspeakable things. I told him this is not God talking and it is not a demon. I told his this was his own fears and dark feelings that we all have inside. He cried for help many times that night and I was there for him and so was God. In the end it all came down to the fact I was alone and he was me. If God did not allow me to ...

This is the hospital room my Mom is in at the Moose Jaw Union Hospital. It is such a good thing that 65% of people voted to spend money on a hockey rink instead of a hospital. Now my Mom is in a place that is like the third world surrounded by people who don't want to do their jobs. Three times she pushed the buzzer to get someone to empty the commode for her. They told her they would get to it later. 10 hours later I was there and whipped out the camera and asked a nurse to empty it and she did. Good thing they do their jobs so well. Sigh... When you need to threaten like that to get them to help a woman who can't walk on her own, what can you say about them? I have never been a fan of the people who worked there, but this is out of this world messed up! She has infection in her lungs and heart. I am afraid to leave her with these people. She needs a lot of help and they don't seem to be doing much in my mind. for the price of one of them they can have 2 care aids to ...