Posted by: tranalist | December 18, 2007

Dead skunk in the middle of the road…

Dead skunk in the middle of the road.
Dead skunk in the middle of the road.
Dead skunk in the middle of the road.
And it’s stinkin’ to high heaven.

Yes, those were the actual lyrics to a country song (an old country song) that I heard last night on my drive home. You can imagine how hard I was laughing in the car.

[Sigh] This is why I love country music so much.

Advertisements

Responses

  1. i like the song key d i live longreach qld australia population 4000 with 100 police. Genuine country song I know and can play it with gusto…and real country feeling
    I am on Youtube
    http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=1v6wFB01cdc
    Cheers

    Rob

  2. Lara,

    Hope you and Amy are doing better. Here is something I found on my computer, which I have thousands of quotes, poems and inspirational stories. As I was going through my files, I knew God wanted me to send this to you both. My love, and please give Amy my hugs too!

    The Journey of a Mother

    For those who are fortunate enough to still be blessed by having your Mom with you, this is beautiful…For those who aren’t…it is even more beautiful. It takes my breath!

    The young mother set her foot on the path of life. “Is this the long way?” she asked. And the guide said “Yes, and the way is hard. And you will be old before you reach the end of it. But the end will be better than the beginning.”

    But the young mother was happy, and she would not believe that anything could be better than these years.

    So she played with her children, she fed them and bathed them, and taught them how to tie their shoes and ride a bike and reminded them to feed the dog, and do their homework and brush their teeth. The sun shone on them, and the young Mother cried, “Nothing will ever be lovelier than this.”

    Then the nights came, and the storms, and the path was sometimes dark, and the children shook with fear and cold, and the mother drew them close and covered them with her arms, and the children said, “Mother, we are not afraid, for you are near, and no harm can come.”

    And the morning came, and there was a hill ahead, and the children climbed and grew weary, and the mother was weary. But at all times she said to the children, “A little patience and we are there.” So the children climbed, and as they climbed they learned to weather the storms.

    And with this, she gave them strength to face the world.

    Year after year, she showed them compassion, understanding, hope, but most of all…unconditional love. And when they reached the top they said, “Mother, we would not have done it without you.”

    The days went on, and the weeks and the months and the years, and the mother grew old and she became little and bent. But her children were tall and strong, and walked with courage. And the other, when she lay down at night, looked up at the stars and said, “This is a better day than the last, for my children have learned so much and are now passing these traits on to their children.”

    And when the way became rough for her, they lifted her, and gave her their strength, just as she had given them hers.

    One day they came to a hill, and beyond the hill, they could see a shining road and golden gates flung wide. And mother said: “I have reached the end of my journey. And now I know the end is better than the beginning, for my children can walk with dignity and pride, with their heads held high, and so can their children after them. And the children said, “You will always walk with us, Mother, even when you have gone through the gates.”

    And they stood and watched her as she went on alone, and the gates closed after her. And they said: “We cannot see her, but she is with us still. A Mother like ours is more than a memory. She is a living presence.”

    Your Mother is always with you. She’s the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street, she’s the smell of certain foods you remember, flowers you pick and perfume that she wore, she’s the cool hand on your brow when you’re not feeling well, she’s your breath in the air on a cold winter’s day. She is the sound of the rain that lulls you to sleep, the colors of a rainbow, she is Christmas morning.

    Your Mother lives inside your laughter. And she’s crystallized in every tear drop. A mother shows every emotion happiness, sadness, fear, jealousy, love, hate, anger, helplessness, excitement, joy, sorrow…and all the while, hoping and praying you will only know the good feelings in life.

    She’s the place you came from, your first home, and she’s the map you follow with every step you take. She’s your first love, your first friend, even your first enemy, but nothing on earth can separate you.

    Not time, not space…not even death!

  3. Hi! I was surfing and found your blog post… nice! I love your blog. 🙂 Cheers! Sandra. R.

  4. Sign: zdbrw Hello!!! vsstr and 2340kvydcmutkn and 4626 : I love your site. 🙂 Love design!!! I just came across your blog and wanted to say that Ive really enjoyed browsing your blog posts.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

Categories

%d bloggers like this: