ELLA KAT (McNellie)


 

ELLA KAT

This is ELLA, she is the Daughter of a two dear friends of mine who are close to my family. After her 7th Round of Chemo, Chad and Jess want to give Ella a summer she will never forget!!! Ella is a pediatric cancer patient in PA. Please vote for her so she can take a trip to NYC for a photo shoot and possibly win the grand prize, which would be enough $$ for her to take a trip to Hawaii.

Good Luck ELLA! Bless you and your family I hope your photo wins!

This is NOT a scam, I know Ella and her family personally! I went to school with both of Ella’s parents and they are very good people with very good hearts. Please take a moment and click on the link or on Ella’s Picture to vote for her Picture!

Thank You!

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CONTEST


Amber Perry (Dark Poetry)

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That’s right! We’re having our very first Contest !

Steps to join in on the fun:

1. Click the link above and go to my Facebook Author Page (or log into Facebook and search “Amber Perry (Dark Poetry)” )

2. At the top of  the”Amber Perry (Dark Poetry” PAGE, Click “LIKE”

3. Invite friends to this page by sharing the Page on your wall, and ask your friends to enter your name into the comments under the contest posting.

4. At the end of April, all the names will be tallied up and the name that appears the most will win!

WHAT WILL YOU WIN??

WINNER HAS A CHOICE BETWEEN:
1. Any ONE book SIGNED of the 3 (The Book I Said I’d Write, Verbal Emesis, or Haunted)
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2. Any ONE Jewelry item from                                http://www.cafepress.com/amberperrypoetry

3. A Tshirt with any design of your choice from   http://www.cafepress.com/amberperrypoetry 

Remember the contest ends just before the Books will be released, So you have a chance to get one of the new ones before anyone else!

Blow that page up!

Out of the Box


A little peek into “VERBAL EMESIS” Do to be released this APRIL ~2011~

Out of the box

WE LIVE IN BOXES AND WERE NOT HOMELESS!! wtf.. what happened to REAL LIFE.. no wonder the world is so depressed and anchored down by pills and narcotics. No one knows how to enjoy a walk or breathing in fresh air… no one sees the beauty in sunrises and sun sets anymore.. DONT THEY KNOW THESE ARE THE CERTAINTIES IN LIFE.. we pin our hopes on such trivial matters like if were going to have steak instead of hamburger, or whether or not this is the right choise or if that is.. all the while we could be enjoying the CERTAINTIES and sharing them with the ones we love. 

Technology has us fornicating with double clicks and buttons that make our 3 dimensional selves walk or run. Why can’t we GO DO SOMETHING? Take the kids to the beach? Go for a walk just to enjoy the air? Use our limbs for purposes given instead of sitting on your asses making our fingers strong and our wrists bad. What good is hand-eye coordination if you don’t utilize it in any other way then to point and shoot or punch the buttons. Why.. are we not having this conversation IN PERSON.. instead of through this technological black hole that exists between everyone. ??? (besides in person I don’t have to show that I cant spell worth a damn… LOL. 

I hear sunlight stimulates our brain and can make us happy. Yet we sit in dark corners peering into screens that flash and trick our brains into thinking and feeling emotions that aren’t there. Feelings of sadness when there is no reason, feeling anger when there is no reason. AND I GOT PILLS ! I don’t need pills I need the SUN. I need human interaction. I need to stimulate my mind and open my ears. and shut my mouth. 

Yet here I am, sitting behind a man with a virtual gun, who steals people’s flags, and curses at people he will never meet, verbally emesising my discord with his box, stuck in my own, without human interaction.

Living Guide for 2011


I have had some seriously bad days going on so far in 2011. The year has definitely not been on my top ten favorite years so far. I know im not the only one to feel that wrath of 2011, as I have watched it reek havoc on the hearts of many of my friends and family alike. Death after death, loss after loss, burden after burden, heart ache after heartache…. Then today amid my afternoon homework, I came across this “LIVING GUIDE” posted on a page for a SOAP notes page I was looking at for some ideas on my project in medical terminology. It was actually rather nice… So I’m going to share it with you.

A GUIDE FOR LIVING IN 2011

 

Health:

1. Drink plenty of water.
2. Eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince and dinner like a beggar.
3. Eat more foods that grow ON trees and plants and eat less food that is manufactured IN plants..
4. Live with the 3 E’s — Energy, Enthusiasm and Empathy.
5. Make time to pray.
6. Play more games
7. Read more books than you did in 2010 .
8. Sit in silence for at least 10 minutes each day
9. Sleep at least 7 hours.
10.Take a 10-30 minute walk daily.  And while you walk, smile.
 
Personality:

11. Don’t compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about.
12. Don’t have negative thoughts on things you cannot control. Instead invest your energy in the positive present moment.
13. Don’t over do.  Keep your limits.
14. Don’t take yourself so seriously.  No one else does.
15. Don’t waste your precious energy on gossip.
16. Dream more while you are awake.
17. Envy is a waste of time.  You already have all you need.
18. Forget issues of the past.  Don’t remind your partner of his/her mistakes in the past, that will ruin your present happiness.
19. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.  Don’t hate others.
20. Make peace with your past so it won’t spoil the present.
21. No one is in charge of your happiness except you.
22. Realize that life is a school and you are here to learn.  Problems are simply part of the curriculum that appear and fade away but the lessons you learn will last a lifetime.
23. Smile and laugh more.
24. You don’t have to win every argument.  Agree to disagree…
 
Society:

25. Call your family often.
26. Each day give something good to others.
27. Forgive everyone for everything.
28. Spend time with people over the age of 70, and under the age of 6.
29. Try to make at least three people smile each day.
30. What other people think of you is none of your business.
31. Your job won’t take care of you when you are sick.  Your friends will.  Stay in touch.
 
Life:

32. Do the right thing!
33. Get rid of anything that isn’t useful, beautiful, or joyful.
34. GOD heals everything. (or whom ever you pray too, or call your higher power)
35. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.
36. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up, and show up.
37. The best is yet to come…
38. When you awake alive in the morning, thank GOD for it. (or whom ever you pray too, or call your higher power)

39. Your Inner most is always happy. So, be happy. 

40. Share something inspiring with your friends and family! (as you can see, I have just done this!)

February’s Misery (again)


In the fleeting-ness of my dreams I hear their voices; Clear as bells, young and rejoicing.  Their skin is vibrant and their eyes shine. They have no worries, no ailments, no broken spirits, or missing limbs. They are complete. And my heart breaks selfishly as I miss their raspy laughs, their streaks of grey, and scar tissues protruding. Their roundness, their smell of cherry cigars fallen stale on old pocketed t-shirts full of holes and stains of motor oil. The smell of aspercreme and chicken and biscuits boiling in the stock pot whilst filling the room with odoriferous emanations of the divine dinners they could cook, eat with us, or share. I want to be near them, holding their hands, hearing them laugh in my ear, smell their smells, but the morning brings not only the light of their absence, but the worries of another day, the disappointment that is found around every corner, and their laughter falls to dust, being kicked up by speeding cars, in a rush to go no where that matters, to please no one that cares. Off to be a robot, in the mechanical world of fake smiles, unappreciative bosses, and distracted spouses with children who would rather be someplace – anyplace but home. Family much to far away, friends at distances that a mere hug is unobtainable… and I… here… weary, a pack of reds, a glass of rum, and my verbal emesis to console me. Dreams unheard, words unsung, motionless but for this pen… and the stinging tears that I forbid to fall.  (February 12, 2011 – 1 month gone, Papa, I love you…) Happy Birthday to me (February 13, 1990-2011… I miss you Uncle Merle). Happy Valentines Day to you all, Gram, Sam, Garrett, and all my loves above.


Lyle W. Perry
Loving Husband, Father, Grandfather and Great Grandfather.

Born: Friday, November 11, 1938
Died: Wednesday, January 12, 2011

LUGOFF – Lyle Wesley Perry, 72, of 1827 Koon Road, Lugoff, S.C. 29078, died Wednesday January 12, 2011. Born in Oil City, PA, he was the son of the late Henry and Nannie Marie Coburn Perry. He served in the United States Army,  enjoyed fishing, hunting, wood-working, and gardening.
He is survived by his wife of 52 years, Leota Westlake Perry; son, Gregory Perry (and special friend, Linda) of Oil City, Pa.; daughters, Christine Kulling (Frederick) of York, S.C., Beth Edelson (Mike) of Elgin, S.C. and Tiffany McCalmont (William) of West Point, N.Y.; Grandchildren, Amber Perry (Joseph Collins), Adam Perry (Angelina), Kayla Finefrock, Brandon Bryan (Kristen), Amannda Phillips (Brian), Hayden and Wyatt McCalmont, and Lisa Manson (Eric); one great-grandchild, Xavier Perry; and three step great-grandchildren; brothers, Henry D. Perry Jr., and Ronald Perry; and sisters, Betty Patterson, Patricia Loll, Marjorie Goodwill, Barbara Morrison, and Sally Eisenman. He was predeceased by brothers, Richard, Bruce, Donald, John, and Gary Perry.

A private service will be held at a later date. In lieu of flowers, memorial may be made to the Hospice Unit (Warriors Walk) of the V.A., 6439 Garners Ferry Road, Columbia, S.C. 29209 or MDA (Muscular Dystrophy Association).

I want to say that amid all of the bad things I have read or heard about the VA Hospice, I have to say
that I couldn’t be more happy with my grandfathers care at the Warrior’s walk Hospice Unit of Dorn VA hospital. One nurse in particular I will aways hold a special place in my heart for, Sheila Brown. She was there in all of the critical moments and shed tears of her own when Papa passed. Her Compassion and understanding went well beyond the call of duty.

Recognizing Veterans Passed

Warrior's Walk Memorial Mural, Dorn VA Hospice Unit

Foot, Representing A vertran's joerney from brith to their journey's end.

A Veteran's Journey from Birth to Journey's End.

Fallen


In Memory Of

I will hold your hand until I'm home.

Celebrate his life, do not grieve his death. That is what I have heard so many times in the days that have passed since my “Papa” passed. I’ve lost so many loves over the years I thought I had been rendered numb to the pain and desolation that followed their goings, but now I see that this is not the case. The pain is deep, the desolation lingers in and out though sweet sips of Dry Rum and diet coke. The tears have yet to really fall and I can’t find the light that was in my heart just weeks ago. I search and I look, in the lyrics of songs, some emotional twinge to set my tears free but all I find is a huge boulder of emotion caught in my throat and of course that soon passes and I am again rendered numb. I am not a “quiet” person. I am “known” for my verbal emesis… Even writing this blog is like pulling teeth. And Soon, tomorrow will come and I will start a new day – orientation for my new classes, back to work next week, and time will take all of this solitude and the numbness will stay… Move on, forward motion, progress, that is what humans do. And so shall I. But for now, another glass to fill, another tear to forbid to fall, even though I know, it’s what I need. I wish my family was closer. I want to be with them. I feel so far away. Not that joe isnt family, but even as a grown woman, I really just want to lay my head in my mommy’s lap and have a good cry. I want to hug my Gramma, be surrounded by Aunts, Uncles, and cousins. I miss my brother. I wish he was closer, and Summerland is too far away, just too far.