Hey everyone I supposed I had left. Well not exactly. I moved and my husband is getting his weather station finally establishd and if any one wants to know the weather in Green Castle MO just click on the weather station in google.

My house in Novinger is offically foobar. I has slid at least 8 inches at last count down the hill. The roof is falling in and I still have items left in that house because this very nice trailer is great for two people, but not with a three trailer amount of stuff not to mention my ebay items.

I just thought I'd let people know I am still here and not kicking so hard, the cortizone shots really are hurting when the fluid in my knees is continuing to increase. Also I have made some Christmas items as well. So my elbow is starting to give out as well.

I hope everyone had great holiday.

As for black friday, I am checking out the next auction for this Saturday.

That is the wonder of making home made items, much cheaper, no stores and it is a part of you.

TTFN Beth

I was sitting in the bathroom staring in to my mirror and thinking that perhaps I have looked the worst I have ever looked in my life. From there I let my life's years tumle back through my thought and i watched my face which is a mirror of my life.

My life; Has it been worth it so far?

I pondered with a resoundingly quiet yes.

My life; Has it really been so long, was it really that hard?

I pondered with a strong adamant yes.

My life; When did the decisions become mine?

I pondered that one and screamed inside and silently out; the day my family abondandoned me.

My mother, will she truely ever know what I needed when she coulden't find her own?

My father, which one the one that raped my mother or the other that raped me along with the others?

My brother, who let his little girls around a man who he knew was a molester of little girls and boys, but could not tell so he returned into his shell.

My oldest sister, the one that believed a jealous friend over a memory of her youngest sister that didn't exist in her mind for several more years; a son plucked away from the oldest when the youngest was mearly nine.

The middle sister, the one that thought she was "the ugly one". She with all of her statuesque beauty, skin that could bronze every summer; friends that wanted me along; until the father of her baby who two years earlier sold alcohol to my date, was just like the father I grew up with. Great thing he has four boys. I pray for his two precious baby girls. But she knows, she will remember.

The third sister who was supposed to be my best friend. She abandoned me when she after having an abortion; told my drugged mother I must to without even knowing when or why I denied the truth even with the evidence in my face?

The true abondonment of my life was the was suddenly because I refused to pretend that Walter William Hall was not a child molestor; but I proudly stood and still scream "HE TOOK MY VIRGINITY; HE TOOK MY DIGINITY, HE TOOK WHAT WAS SACACRED, BUT THEY TOOK AWAY MY RETREBUTION, THE JUDGE DIDN'T WANT TO ENDANGER OUR REPUTATIONS, WHAT WE DID IT OURSELVES. yet the biggest betrayal that came from the three sisters that made pacts with Walter William Hall to allow the abuse continue to them to "PROTECT" each of us younger ones. Then turned like a pack of banchies when the truth camed out. Did they blame the molester, the one who raped my sister? The one who forced her to tell our mother. The one who, while we waited to die; lost her life but survived the knowledge of what happened to the four of us. At least what we remember.

Then I told my best friend who happened to be the parents of my sister's best friend and they already knew but that was the violation of my sister's. ME, the last who didn't tell them about the abuse but watched all of the signs one by one all knew, but me and Mom.

However the legacy of Walter William Hall will go down as 4 wons 1 lost. I Pray that for Heavenly Father that number changes and at least one of those four who while not there are with me but there is with them.

Then lets look at the now saintly Mother. She has beaten herself many many times and finally I realize she needs to still be a part of this, this most vile of happenings. She needs the attention.

So in truth only my Rescuer and my Redeemer can and has taken away my reproach from this vile creature in the Garden of Gethemene. I know that I am His Child whom He cares for daily and for whom He will wipe away the tears that multiple Bishops and one husband have tried. He will call me, one so unworthy, yet worthy, to finally come Home to His Celestial Shores.

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Beth.

I have to do several things and at this time one of those is to finish my book. I now have it arranged in my mind and it is time to put words to paper, so to speak, so while I still am able to do so it is time for me to be off the blog for now.

Beth.

Later today I will go to the doctor to see if I have Minears disease or not. (It has to do with losing your hearing and having a lot of fluid in your ears for too long of a time and it is quite painful, what ever I have.)

My mother said that my grandfather and his mother had the disease so I had my sister call her dad and ask if Granddaddy and his mother had the disease. It is very rare to have a family member with the disease 5-10%.

He is pretty sure that my great grandmother had something like that; however, my grandfather didn't go deaf that way. He had the most origional way of going deaf.

See he fell into the grain silo and they got him out and he kept telling the dr that his ear hurt. The doc saw nothing (remember this is Applachian country, eventhough he lived in Christiansburg which is about 35 miles to VA Tech from his house.)

Well eventually that piece of grain had such a great growing place that it rooted into his eardrum and grew out of his ear.

This I have to say is probably the strangest thing that has ever happened to my family. I don't know the year but I have very few memories of him without his hearing aid.

Anything really strange in your family. My sister said at least now she knows where she gets her Mindy Moments from. Our fathers' side of the family and not our mother's side.

Take care and by all means share your weirdest story and see if you can top that.

Beth.