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60 YEARS AND COUNTING

What a wonderful birthday. The day started and ended with “Snow”at the beach….. in the morning….. light flurries and then we were surprised at 8:30pm with big 50 cent size flakes covering everything. In between, I got to play in the studio, look at a building I want to build, have drinks and appetizers at the new bar the Bay House has opened with vistas overlooking Siletz Bay with my wonderful husband….. While posting this picture, I noticed the number is 1948 (the year I was born)…..Wow….do I feel old or older or any different??? Nope….everything just keeps getting clearer as I progress in life on this earth. Snow again…this time on the float in the backyard.
Isnt it funny how certain things that happen in your life are significant but you really do not know why……..For me, it is rainbows that always seem to appear when I just need to know “everything is ok” , sunsets that glorify God’s work and then moon sets and snow flakes…..God’s work is awesome….

January 28, 2008 - Posted by wildwomancreations | Uncategorized | | 1 Comment

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STEPH,
IT IS TRULY AMAZING WHAT I HAVE COME TO LEARN ABOUT MY OWN CUZ THRU A WEBSITE. AND HERE WE ARE FAMILY. I CANT TELL YOU HOW HAPPY I AM TO HEAR HOW WONDERFUL YOUR LIFE HAS BECOME. AS I NOW HAVE DADDY HERE IN NC WITH ME, MY LIFE SEEMS TO BE FOLLOWING SOME OF YOUR SAME FOOTSTEPS. HOW IS AUNT GINGER DOING?? I LOVE YOUR SITE AND HAVE FOUND ALOT OF INSIRATION FROM YOUR WORDS. STEPH, NEVER STOP TYPING, WHAT MAY SEEM TO YOU AS SIMPLE KEYSTROKES MAY BE A PRECIOUS UPLIFTING SMILE TO OTHERS.

YOUR CUZ,
PATTI KING FLOOR

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About Rosie the wildwoman

I married at 18, not for love, but because I was pregnant. I had a wonderful son and a miserable marriage. But I was never one to give up and besides it was too easy just to let things slide.

When I was 31 my son was hit by a car and died at the age of 13. My husband and I each proceeded to go our own way in destroying our life. Alcohol, drugs and rock and roll.

I was lucky in that I could keep up appearances during the day and had a rewarding career in the medical field. One of my conventions brought me to Portland, Oregon and my husband and I fell in love with the Oregon Coast. The marriage was still miserable but tolerable and I saw hope in moving to Oregon to get my husband out from under the control of cocaine. From the beginning of time I have always wanted to fix everyone but myself.

At 40 we moved to Oregon to begin our new life. Seven years later my husband was dead at age 60 from a horrific disease, interstitial fibrosis. I cared for him during the progressive disease which lasted 3 years. He died on father’s day. As I sat in the room that morning waiting for the undertaker, I could only feel that our son had come to take his Dad home. I should probably note that from the time my son died I had written God off. There was no answer for me as to why children have to die, especially mine. During my husband’s illness, I would walk past the chapel at Providence Hospital and something would call to me to come in and I would deny it, get away from me. I want no part of a God that appears unjust. Then 9/11 happened and that really cemented it in my mind that God wasn’t worth the effort letting innocent people die so unfairly. During one of my tirades about this, to a Christian, there appeared behind him, in blazing letters…..”JESUS” Somehow I accepted what had happened in my life as God’s will, I could not understand, I just had to accept and believe in his mercy…..

.Instantly I was given a person to love,I was given my new husband’s two wonderful children and then grandchildren. All that I had lost was given back to me…on faith, blind faith…because we can never begin to understand God’s plan……Now I was right with God but I had not let him dwell in my heart and in my consciousness.

Then my new husband’s 31 year old son was diagnosed with osteosarcoma and died….. but not before he brought his Dad and me back into the Lord’s house and we became reborn and re-committed to God’s plan for our lives.

I feel so very blessed that God did not give up on me and he will never give up on anyone until the very end…

Giving up the remote control has not been easy since I am a control freak and have always believed I was the one directing my life. But….I can only suggest trying it….you will be amazed at what happens and the joy it brings…..

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