Queen Mum's Dancing in the Rain

[bonbean01]

Oh so true!!!! That walking on eggshells (or as I put in a poem I wrote years ago...walking on broken glass, bleeding to perfection" is horrible. The mods on BYH are very good and I have to admit that once I was warned...yeah...me and my big mouth and after biting my tongue for so long...LOLOLOL

My sister in law who I loved and thought was a friend forever required me walking on eggshells as she was a bit of a case...but I love her and put up with it until she turned on me like a poison snake...something I thought she didn't have in her...then I learned that if walking on eggshells or broken glass was required...there was a big flaw in that relationship.

We are on a very tight budget...and like you...I know when I can't give the best of care and have to make hard decisions....but an animal's welfare takes first precedent, hard as it is.

Please don't leave BYH...I would miss you so much!

 

[Queen Mum]

bonbean1, I'd like to see that poem sometime. I am sorry to hear about your son struggling with depression. It is hard when it is your child. You want so much to lift them out of it, don't you?

Thanks for the good thoughts and I feel your hugs. ")

I wrote a poem about depression. It was when I was at a very low point. I realized that depression had become a way of life and life was a choice. I found the quote by President Lincoln.

Most folks are about as happy as they make up their minds to be.
Abraham Lincoln
16th president of US (1809 1865)


Where Shall I Dine Tonight

Shall I dine at the table of despair,
Where the music of living is raw and edgy with the sound of anguished tears?
Shall I sit with those who cannot see light in the heavens above
Even when the stars are bright and the moon is full?

Shall I taste bitter sorrow in the fruit of life where
Loneliness and harsh reality exist hand in hand?
Or shall I sup at the table of life and living
Where all who partake are singing a happier song?

Shall I choose to see light in everything
No matter how dark it may seem from its outward appearance?
Shall I savor the sweet tang of lifes many joys
And drink the wine of friendship and love?

Any day I may sit comfortably at either table.
The choice is mine to make.

The bitter fruit of sadness,
Or the sweet wine of life are mine to consume.

I prefer the sweet taste of happier places
To the prickly bitterness of a depressed existence.

Where will you dine tonight?

Sara R. Avrams
July 30, 2002

 

[bonbean01]

Very good poem...thank you for posting...I will go digging into my folder packet of a gazzilion poems and post you that poem...and one where I thought of leaping off a rock cliff into a rocky shore below, but of course did not...too late tonight as we await to see how long we have power with so many tornadoes and storms in our area. I can see you are a kindred spirit

 

[elevan]

Most folks are about as happy as they make up their minds to be.
Abraham Lincoln
16th president of US (1809 1865)

And the president was very right. We each choose what to make of each situation that we are put in.

Where Shall I Dine Tonight

Shall I dine at the table of despair,
Where the music of living is raw and edgy with the sound of anguished tears?
Shall I sit with those who cannot see light in the heavens above
Even when the stars are bright and the moon is full?

Shall I taste bitter sorrow in the fruit of life where
Loneliness and harsh reality exist hand in hand?
Or shall I sup at the table of life and living
Where all who partake are singing a happier song?

Shall I choose to see light in everything
No matter how dark it may seem from its outward appearance?
Shall I savor the sweet tang of lifes many joys
And drink the wine of friendship and love?

Any day I may sit comfortably at either table.
The choice is mine to make.

The bitter fruit of sadness,
Or the sweet wine of life are mine to consume.

I prefer the sweet taste of happier places
To the prickly bitterness of a depressed existence.

Where will you dine tonight?

Sara R. Avrams
July 30, 2002

Very well written. I'm of the thought that those who choose darkness will always look for it, will always cower within it and those who chose to look for light will always strive for it no matter how dark it becomes. I know that I've been faced with plenty of darkness in my life and always reach for the light that I know is kept hidden.

 

[Queen Mum]

Most folks are about as happy as they make up their minds to be.
Abraham Lincoln
16th president of US (1809 1865)

And the president was very right. We each choose what to make of each situation that we are put in.

Very well written. I'm of the thought that those who choose darkness will always look for it, will always cower within it and those who chose to look for light will always strive for it no matter how dark it becomes. I know that I've been faced with plenty of darkness in my life and always reach for the light that I know is kept hidden.

It took me long time to learn to strive for the light. I nearly died trying to learn that lesson. It took time to realize that it is truly always darkest before the dawn. And that the sun eventually will shine again. I have also had to learn to enjoy the darkness, embrace it's wonders and see that it does not have to be a place of pain. There are many lessons to be learned from sadness, loss and greif; there are many joys that come from harsh reality; there are people who will hurt you, but that they are also there to teach you to be strong, to forgive and to love. All terrible experiences eventually end. You just have to wait it out. And bitterness and anger aren't worth the waste of energy.

I still have PTSD from a few episodes that taught me those lessons, but this too shall pass, I hope?

Oh, and goats are better than medication and therapy.

 

[Queen Mum]

Mama is FINALLY looking better from the June fiasco. She has a nice shiny coat and her hair has grown back in. (she went almost bald because of the problems from when I went away.) And her hoof rot has finally healed up. I FEEL SO MUCH BETTER. The vet thought we were going to have to put her down! But not now. She is still about 30 pounds underweight, but will probably pick up soon.

She is pregnant, as are Brownie, and Jelly Bean, but thankfully the three doelings are not. If Mama keeps getting better, maybe the babies and she will be OK.

All of the other goats now have nice shiny goats, the worms seem to be gone from eating hay off the ground in their pen and not being able to get out to browse for two weeks.

Brownie's babies have not grown much since June and I am afraid they are permanently small or stunted. But they are beautiful little "mini-Oberhauslie" does. They are quiet and sweet, delicate and have nice proportions. They are not as bright as their mama and daddy, but very cute little doelings.

Brownie has turned out to be a nice milker and gives me tons of milk, but she's spoiled rotten. (I still love her.) She is the "perfect goat" and would be a show stopper if she was a purebred.

Jelly Bean's baby, Perl, on the other hand, is a beautiful little mini-LaMancha and looks and acts JUST LIKE her daddy, Houdini. She is perky and cute, but also sassy and fully of mischief.

Houdini, by the way, is the SWEETEST little buck you would ever want to meet. He eats out of my hand, loves to have his back scratched and is very sensible. He has an amazing shiny black coat and is very smart. This is a HUGE change from the cantanquerous escape artist that I got from Texas. I love that buck and will NEVER get rid of him. He is an absolute LOVE. He sat in my lap last month while I iced his leg, when he accidently stepped on some bees. He licked my face and murmured his thanks. Who would have thought?

Jelly Bean has turned out to be an absolutely beautiful doe. She has perfect proportions for a Nigerian Dwarf doe. She has a nice straight topline and very nice stance. Her only flaw is that her teats point outwards. Other than that, she gives a quart of milk per milking. She is a great little milker. Stands perfectly on the milkstand and is a very gentle girl. She is still kind of a scrapper with the other goats, but she is softening up some. She got in a scrap with the dog the other day. The dog won. She is more respectful now.

Ian and Trump Card are still buttheads, but Trump Card is finally bigger than Ian, well taller at least. He is getting quite nice looking for a dairy buck. He is still a gentle sweet boy. Ian is still a nut.

I Hyeon and Hyeon Seo are scheduled to become wethers and become pack goats this month. They are beautiful boys.

For a bunch of mutt goats (other than Mama, who is a purebred Alpine dairy goat) I think I did well.

 

[bonbean01]

 

[elevan]

Oh, and goats are better than medication and therapy.

I 100% agree with that statement! Just walking into my field and seeing my goats will lift my spirit like nothing else can and when Snickers spots me and wanders over for some love then everything else in the world just melts away.

 

[BarredRockMomma]

Oh, and goats are better than medication and therapy.

x2

I dream of one day running a goat thearpy ranch for Vetrans.

 

[jodief100]

It is so good to hear from you! I hope you are feeling better. Goats can perk you up in so many ways. It si great to har about all the babies and how they are doing. I wish Mama the best in her recovery.