Scar on my right ankle. I was 14, mowing the lawn for the first time of the season. I was using the push mower to finish up some of lawn that I couldn't get with the rider. I hit something and it shot out the back of the mower and hit my ankle. I reached down to rub my ankle, looked at my hand, it was covered in blood. I shut down the mower and called for my Dad. My parents rushed me to the ER, the nurse came in to clean it out, I sat up and watched her open the cut, it looked like to me like someone cut a raw steak with a knife and opened it up. The nurse stopped and asked if I was ok. I said yes, I had no pain at all. She finished and the doctor came in to stitch me up. That's when I felt the pain of him sticking that needle in the cut to numb it. I did watch him sew it up after it was numb.

Sitting with my best friend when she died from cancer.

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Back again from Jackson, MI..

THE SEARCH…. By steven rice 2-07-2015

I’VE BEEN SEARCHING FOR A LOVE,
BUT IT HASN’T LOOKED FOR ME.
A PIECE OF THE HEART DIES,
EACH AND EVERY TIME.
JUST SEARCHING FOR A LOVE,
THAT I CLAIM TO BE MINE!

I’VE BEEN SEARCHING FOR A LOVE,
BUT IT’S SO HARD TO FIND.
ONLY TO DISCOVER PAIN,
WHEN I’VE SEARCHED FOR A KIND!

A JOURNEY THOUGHT WORTH THE TRAVEL,
IS NOW ONLY A PATH STREWN WITH PAIN,
SEARCHING FOR MY SUNSHINE,
ONLY TO FIND RAIN.

JOURNEYS COME, JOURNEYS GO,
THIS JOURNEY FOR ME MUST END,
FOR THIS I SURELY KNOW.

MOMENTS OF FLEETING HAPPINESS,
DAYS FILLED WITH GRACE,
IN THE END, IT ALL COMES DOWN.
TO TEARS UPON MY FACE!!!!!!