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SEE IT THROUGH........by Edgar A.Guest

When you're up against a trouble,
Meet it squarely, face to face;
Lift your chin and set your shoulders,
Plant your feet and take a brace.
When it's vain to try to dodge it,
Do the best that you can do;
You may fail, but you may conquer,
See it through!

Black may be the clouds about you
And your future may seem grim,
But don't let your nerve desert you;
Keep yourself in fighting trim.
If the worst is bound to happen,
Spite of all that you can do,
Running from it will not save you,
See it through!

Even hope may seem but futile,
When with troubles you're beset,
But remember you are facing
Just what other men have met.

You may fail, but fall still fighting;
Don't give up, whate'er you do;
Eyes front, head high to the finish
See it through!

CHALLENGED

Some say I am disabled,
But you know that isn't true.
I simply have a challenge
A little different from you.

My slight inconvenience,
has taught me things
they could not know.
Each obstacle is a victory,
Enabling me to grow.

I'm not really any different,
I cry, I laugh, I snore.
I don't want to be treated
As if I'm not a person anymore.
Out of good intentions,
People are afraid to let me try.
But sometimes I have to fall,
And sometimes I have to cry.

God gives me strength and dignity,
And the courage to be all I can be.
For He doesn't see me as disabled,
He just sees me as me.

Author Unknown

The New Day and the sun is up again.
My thoughts pull together and I struggle
to get up and prepair myself to accept
the new challenge. It's the same as
yesterday but we have more planned
to do and time can't be wasted by
a body which is unwilling to get up.

Hasn't it gotten harder since last year?
Just to pick myself out of bed is a
struggle.Then there is the personal stuff.
The shower, the shave,and etc.It's the
price of living.But after a hour of primping
I'm ready for breakfast.I wheel myself into the
dining room,and start eating my bowl of oatmeal.

I know it will bring new strength so they tell
me.The coffee will shake me out of my stupper.
Next comes the morning paper. It too is
depressing with crime paraded across the page.
I should start with the funnies and then stop.

Once finished I turn to my computer and check
e-mail. This is one of the fun things of the
day.I get to exchange letters with people I
have never met in the flesh. But they are
dear to me as they are my cyber friend with
the same disease and same problems of mobility.

They too keep charging ahead in this life.
They too have pain and find concentration
a real challenge like I do all the time.
They do have the grinding fatigue with
almost no exertion.They too will wonder
how they will make it throught the day
just sitting at home.Some of us will just
try to venture out side today.

But staying on the computer is easier and
less taxing on our trifling amount of
available energy.Just getting to the
breakfast table was enought to get me
ready for the morning nap.My brain keeps
wanting to go into neutral and leave the
thinking to someone else. The spelling of words
just is all I can muster some days.

It's 9:30am and I'm thinking of taking a nap.
If I don't I will so tried by noon I will
not have enough energy to eat lunch. I will
surrender to slumber. My doctor said my
energy level will get worse as the disease
progresses. I went into the wheelchair because
I couldn't do walking across the room without
being fatigued.

After a nap, I decide to get out and do my
morning wheeling. My doctor says I need it.
The fresh air does help to clear out the webs
in my brain for a while. But fatigue will bring
them back.This exercise outdoors will give me
a chance to see the world about me. Someday
when my arms give out I'm getting a power chair.

In the afternoon,after my nap ,I have promised
myself to do some painting or engage in something
that stretches my mind.I need this stretch of
the mind.I would go stale without it.Somedays
I might go to the mall or go fishing, see a ball
game or see a friend.play a game.

I wonder every day how do I challenge a weak body
to live and be of value to society.Stay in shape,
get enough exercise to keep the body functions
working so I don't get sick and have to be hospitalized.
I don't like those folks there. I'm trying for a
reason, but can't think of one. i just don't
like them.

When I write for my MS page I have to radiate
hope and joy,confidence and ambition. That is
why I call my web site happy ms page. Folks
with the same disability as I have have come to
expect me to bubble with excitement. It is because
they expect it I have found a artesian well
of interstrength to surmount all the drag this
disease places on each of us. You people are
my source of strength. Thanks. RET

My Soul cries out to be heard.
During the day my soul cries out,
"Where is my body when I need it?
"Why has this happened to me?"

The answer comes back to me.
Life is a chain of events
We just have to follow the ball.
There are no rules,beyond that.

Your body is sick,it will let
you down when you need it .
None of these bodies will last.
There are no guarantees from God.

He only lets the soul live on
The body starts out being imperfect
and doesn't get any better with wear.
Did not you realize all this?

Everyone is appointed to have a body
failure at some point in this life.
Some get it over earlier in life.
Some linger on with bodies that tease.

You had no choice in what would break
"Who makes these choices? I asked.
"It is not for me to say,but all
will be revealed in time to you.

"Do some have favors granted to them?"
"Why do you ask that question?"
I just don't see equal treatment.
My body doesn't work as good as....

Wait we can't start compairing bodies
all were never in the first place.
The only equal thing is the soul.
It is equal to all. The body isn't.

Tell your body to just accept this.
It will not go away.Look at all the
Great improfections about you.
There are the blind,the non walkers

Many of these are from birth.
They had no original choice it just
is thatway. There are the careless
they live a life of regrets....

All the improfections in humans
should have never been, but as it
been said,"that is life" Do as you
wish with it. For you get no more.
By Richard Tanner 12-15,2000

Short poem by Dorothy Miller Birdwell;
TEACH MY HEART
Teach my heart to sing
To find sweet melodies in
every living thing.

Teach my heart to Love.
To share with the Unloveable
Hope from above.

Teach my heart to Pray.
That I may offer praise
Along the way.

And teach my heart to care.
When there is no one else
Let me be there.

THREE ROSES

Three roses I will give you one
is red...one is white and one is
pink all three are connected by a
common link.

The link is that of..yesterdays and
tomorrow all of your todays the joy..
the pain and the sorrow

Red is for yesterday and all that you
have learned in your quest to understand
this rose...you have earned

White is for tomorrow with the dawn..
so new and bright with yesterdays
darkness gone your heart will be alright

Pink is for today in the combining
of the two with what you know and your
dreams this day will start...anew

Three roses I will give you the three
roses..you will take three roses you
will always have three roses...for your..
keepsake

Let me start this life again. But you can't said the master.
It was determined in the beginning how it would be for you.
I don't think it has been fair for me to be this way.
All of my children have problems. This is just a test of
your resources. Life goes on for a long, long time.Forever
if you can understand all that. No I can't all I see is what
I have now , and I don't like it a bit. Can't you do something?
I have prayed to you without stopping ever since this terrible
thing started. Yes I know you have and I have answered all your
prayers. but nothing has happened,is that an answer?

You are not listening, you are just thinking why is he not
going to do any thing about my condition.You are thinking
about all the Bible stories how wonderful things were done.
You are thinking why not now . What did those people back then
have we don't have going for them? There lives were more
miserable that the worst of you now days.I have given people
the power to think and find solutions around your problems.

Look at what has changed since those days. The cripple
in those Bible days just sat there until someone lifted
him to another place. Now you have that electrical operated
chair to move you.You have the medications which have extended
your life to many times more than they had. There are whole
diseases that are wiped out which just took people back then
at early ages.It is true all are born with hidden defects
just waiting to come out.But ther is much that can be done
for all the defects now. Before science you people just
put up with them.Do you need a long list of the thousands
of defects which can be altered? No I can read history of
the medical world.

Now that you are starting to see the facts, all are born with
defects ,and it just takes a little longer for some to surface.
The amount of time is very short really when you measure
it with all the time you really have in the universe.
Your improfection can be your advantage to see the real
truths.It was such for some of my best pupils.I could give
you a list of them. Don't bother I have read about many of them.
It is how well you handle your difficulties that you start
to shine as a star.With your brain power you inhanse the worth
of man.Your victory over your adversary is your golden crown.
Your reward is in showing others it can be done. he best of
my creation of people is in how they learn to cope with what
they have. If you had it all as perfect as you will someday
There really would be no excuse for this earthly existance.
We could go straight into the grand life of eternity.

Inspirational Poems by DOROTHY Miller BIRDWELL. From her book
"SUNSHINE and SHADOWS"

MEMORIES Cathedral in the Pines
Memories of
When love was young Crowned by the sun's first morning rays
Sunny days and long walks A whisper with each gentle breeze,
Huge towering trees reach skyward
with a mejesty and grace that humbles
Of fishing trips and camping out The soul and dazzles the eye.
And wild rides in the rain It's nature's own outdoors cathedral
A time to love Created by this forest of pines
Atime to Dream One has but to stand in their midst
And feel the presence of God.
WHITE ANGELS
A slight figure in white
Hurries down the darkened corridor
In answer to a flashing light
With water to cool a parched tongue,
To smoothe a fevered brow or to calm
A frighted patient,old or young.
Making their tireless nightly rounds
These special ladies in white
Must be God' angles on the ground.

My Faith has found a resting place

"My Faith Has found a resting Place
Not in creed nor Device; I trust the
Ever-Living One,His wounds for me
shall plead. My heart is leaning on
the word, The written word of God;
Salvation by my Savior's name.
Salvation through His blood. I need
no other Argument, I need no other plea;
It is enough that Jesus died and died
for me.
by Lidie H.Edmunds

Some things are like death,but we are still breathing.
We are here and not there yet.We loose friends .
our spouse may leave us because we can't dance any more.
Or we can't do sex any more,or we are just an embarrisment
Many people will recoil from you once you first appear
in your first wheelchair.There is a barrier for some how
They don't stop recognizing you but you are just too different.

Its funny I don't feel all that different sitting there in
a wheelchair.Its the same me .this chair is just because
my legs have a hrad time moving and I still enjoy going
to the library, fairs, ballgames ,church and maybe out
to play bingo at the Shriners.I like wheeling about the n
negiborhood to see the houses and talk to whoever will give
me the time plus a few clever and kind comments.

Hey! I'm here and I just learned to play pool sitting down.
I'm good because I remember how I did it before this disease came
to haunt me and chase my friends away the ones i used to go
golfing with,or bowling in the winter,or other sports we played
when I had a body that behaved and did what I wanted it to do.

I guess I did too good playing pool as now I beat a friend two
out of three games.He must feel embarresed that a cripple like
me sitting in a wheelchair made hime look silly.But I have been
practicing from a wheelchair now over three months all by myself.
I enjoy having a play mate. But I was foolish enough to make too
many shots.
The next day I was very elated it rained and my friend couldn't
go golfing and asked me to show up at the tavern to play pool again.
Wonderful maybe he will win two out of three .but I wouldn't give it
away .He will have to out shoot me.I would dishonor myself to just
give it to him.
He won the break of the balls and shoots first.I silently pray he
will do his very best and I can congradualate him on his win.
There he is knocking off his fourth ball and he has a silent smirk.
Good for him. But he just m9ssed the 5 ball.Now its my turn.
I aim at the 5 ball but its a nasty shot off the side cushion.
But there it rolls and secretly i realize since i'm closer to the
pool table I have made the shot that years ago I might have easily
missed as has my friend. Next I aim at the #6 ball it too finds a pocket
but I just scratched and he is up again.The #7 is easy I hop he gets it
He does and proceeds to almost clean up the table.He has a greater
score than me . He has won and I get to smile and say that was a great
game you shot.

The next thing we sit down and I order a small pitcher of beer.
In to the second glass of beer he tells me his wife of 43 years has
discover a serious cancer in her pancreas.Everyone I have known with
pancretic cancer has never survived.Its a death sentance and a land of
no return.I giv ehim all the healing and wishful thing I can possibably
say.He is almsot ready to cry.I gently put my hand on his which
is resting on the table.He needs a friend more than i do at this moment.

Writen by Richard Tanner on Nov.17.2007

Just a bit slower but still interesting

My speed of walking was one of the swiftest.
now its almost one of the slowest,can't go
any faster,legs just can't crank it out.
But I still get there eventually and tired.

I find not being able to hurry has a disavantage
when I need a restroom and fast.I can get up from
seated and suddenly have to go,and PDQ.
Its embarrising when I feel I'm not going to make it.

I used to sit still and be able to not have tremors
But now I think I get them if someone looks at me
How little control I have now over many parts .
But how do I manage to do more than I really expected.
RET

Eileen Lukeman and Richard Tanner

FL.

Eileen(Lobosgirl) and Richard (RET1000) both at aol.com

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