Neil Diamond - Men Are So Easy (Alternate Version 12 Songs Artist's Cut)

A gift for me. It is my pleasure to share it with you. Kitty Kelso

Depth of Death

To my someday followers. Eventually I will tell people where my true blog is located. I am building what I hope will be the final draft of ongoing life as it happens at kittysink@blogspot.com. It is a mixture of getting to know the things that are important to this teacher, Much of my teaching has come from the music, the beautiful music and my life. Kitty Kelso

Tonight I shared this writing. I use kittysink@blogspot.com to Journal as well as a place for me to go and just stay awhile listening to my favorite music of a lifetime. I will share this blog address with my Group at Google.com - Google Reader, Google Reader - Re-Instated. I don't work for Google or any Internet group. I do work for all the people, for free, for now.

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 I hate goodbyes. Since I was a little girl, I would sob not only with goodbyes in person, but long goodbyes in movies or on TV. Forever, goodbyes were the worst. I knew I needed to find the problem and fix it, or I would lay down and die the day my three sons individually, moved away. I worked at an 800 bed hospital for 17 years; I was typing the autopsy reports while attending a few for knowledge sake. The last one I walked into was my best friend from high school. I had talked to her in the not to distant past, as I dropped by my Christmas happy will, during the next generation of our distant lives. No longer did I attend or wonder about death. I kept working and transcribing other's autopsy reports for years. Then I got that call. You know, that pounding on the door in the middle of the night. I (single mom) had raised three wonderful sons. By this time, they had their motorcycles and cars. I heard noise but the only words I heard was, Kitty, he's gone. My middle, 22 y/o funny beautiful loving son, was dead. He ceased every tie to the minds of happiness that he had a habit of delivering to all, but especially to me, his mom. There is absolutely no pain in the world like this; it is a killer in so many ways. I have had to rebuild an armor-like personality that could withstand the smiles I passed out in days and years to come, yet, trying to be sure that I saved one for myself at the end of each day (it didn't always work out that way). I see the messages of life that fill Facebook, Pinterest, Twitter, and so many other venues across this Internet, and I am not only taken to a smile, but often a LOL . I find myself trying to give back so much inspiration, if only in my words, to tell you and hope you feel how precious life is not only daily, but by the second. As years go by, I never forget.; But, I am a whole me again.  I will never be the first Kitty Kelso. I am a much stronger version, always on standby for moving forward, building business teams, spreading insights into all of my experiences.  I avoid watching goodbyes most all of the time. I get it , there is no second chance to show your love. It must be now in all facets of life. Kitty Kelso

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 Google 101! Classes into the heart of the huge Google Team. There are others; there will be more, and don't forget all of the information arriving at YouTube daily. This is a dream come true for me. I am dyslexic and have a touch of ADD. I can finally learn. A bigger then thank you for the Google Teams. URNUTEACHER

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The Story Teller will be telling you insight into the mind of a writer. There are many other titles; but, it is boiling down to this. I have a blog, actually three blogs that I am trying to get put together. The earliest one I talked to myself for a year. It has been twelve years of learning from the outside-in of the technical, programming, and engineering business. I have had the best support from my Yahoo Team. My Microsoft buddies were never far behind. I wandered around, starting with Forbes and the New York Times. I didn't know I was a writer. But I sure had ideas, opinions, and comments. In one week, Dorothy Orr (Forbes) told me I had over 900 replies to my one opinion. She ran me over to Microsoft and made me a Partner; Reuters was with us. I am bound for the 500 inc. board, I have an infrastructure and a project for the soldiers' families waiting in the wings. Liberty Mutual Insurance Company was my fathers. Please consider its' coverage for yourself; and if you have some good ideas for strange coverage types, please notify me. URNUTEACHER@gmail.com . I am not a partner anywhere in my mind. I might have a badge at Google (((. (I told them I don't do badges, just ask foursquare.). We'll see how this all plays out. I hope you will join us.

Jim Croce - Time in a bottle - 1973

Can you feel the words? So sad this man, Jim Croce, died a short time after making this classic. I still pray the right man is hearing these words from me.....

Terry Jacks - Seasons In The Sun

The middle of my 3 sons died at the age of 22 (motorcycle). After 15 years, I only think of the good stuff.  I miss all three of them. This song always comes to mind this time of the year. Kitty

Yesterday, 8/21/15, was my Todd's birthday. After all this time, I walked to his grave in the cemetery where so many young people have died, it takes my breath away. There were already balloons and gifts sitting on the small bench. It made me smile to know, others had never forgotten him. He was a gift, what a fine gift. It's still not I trip a make often, I turn to stone when I turn into the cemetery entrance. My mother and brother are not far away in the layout of the unbearable silent flat ground covered with names, dates, and a few words of friends and family missing this person who lies six feet down in the earth. I don't understand all of any process of what feelings I should feel, but I know that I am as solid in my coping mechanism as the granite of the head stones that cover the terrain. I only have to read the words engraved to Todd that is attached to his monument - it's a letter from me, mom. Then it all comes back, all the good stuff, the grand human being this young man became, and touched so many lives, in his short one. It is a difficult journey, but it was a smile I walked away with........mom