Now let me tell you....

This will NEVER happen!!! Hahhahaha

This above picture is the closest I'm ever gonna get to showing anyone my pussy!!! LOL

was scheduled to be next at bat.



At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their

chance to win the game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone

knew that a hit was all but impossible 'cause Shay didn't even know how

to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball.



However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher,

recognizing the other team putting winning aside for this moment in

Shay's life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay

could at least be able to make contact. The first pitch came and Shay

swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to

toss the ball softly towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at

the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher.



The game would now be over, but the pitcher picked up the soft

grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman.

Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game.



Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the head of the

first baseman, out of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands

and both teams started yelling, "Shay, run to first! Run to first!"

Never in his life had Shay ever ran that far but made it to first base.

He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled.



Everyone yelled, "Run to second, run to second!"

Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming

and struggling to make it to second base. By the time Shay rounded

towards second base, the right fielder had the ball, the smallest guy on

their team, who had a chance to be the hero for his team for the first

time. He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag,

but he understood the pitcher's intentions and he too intentionally

threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head. Shay ran

toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the

bases toward home.



All were screaming, "Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay"



Shay reached third base, the opposing shortstop ran to help him

and turned him in the direction of third base, and shouted, "Run to

third! Shay, run to third" As Shay rounded third, the boys from both

teams and those watching were on their feet were screaming, "Shay, run

home! Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the

hero who hit the "grand slam" and won the game for his team.



That day, said the father softly with tears now rolling down his

face, the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and

humanity into this world.



Shay didn't make it to another summer and died that winter,


having never forgotten being the hero and making his Father so happy and

coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of

the day!



AND, NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands

of jokes through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes

to sending messages about life choices, people think twice about

sharing. The crude, vulgar, and often obscene pass freely through

cyberspace, but public discussion about decency is too often suppressed

in our schools and workplaces.



If you're thinking about forwarding this message,chances are

that you're probably sorting out the people on your address list that

aren't the "appropriate" ones to receive this type of message. Well, the

person who sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We

all have thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the

"natural order of things." So many seemingly trivial interactions

between two people present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little

spark of love and humanity or do we pass up that opportunity to brighten

the day of those with us the least able, and leave the world a little

bit colder in the process?



A wise man once said every society is judged by how it treats

it's least fortunate amongst them.



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Have a wonderful Easter Sunday... peace and love

Trips xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

As you hold the twins' close in memory,

Even though you are apart,

I know their spirits' will live on,

Deep inside your heart.


One of my closest girlfriend's gave birth on this day 6 years ago.  She was pregnant with twin girls - her first pregnancy and birth.  Unfortunately the twins were stillborn.  I did not know her at the time and for this I am almost thankful. 

How a mother, any mother could go through this and come out the other side astounds me.   I have the utmost respect and love and amazement at her strength of character in dealing with this  grief, so intense is it,  I can barely even dare to imagine. 

I do not know the entire story, maybe in time she will share it with me, but I do know that after delivery,  when she was rushed to theatre (because she was haemorrhaging) she remembers wishing they would leave her in peace to hold her babies in her arms and she said to me, as they wheeled her up in the lift to the operating table (and her girls were no longer in her arms) she honestly didnt care at that moment if she lived or died. 

Her story is a constant reminder to me to hug and tell my children I love them everyday.  I am truly blessed with two healthy boys, who while they test my patience and sanity at times, are here with me, allowing me to share their lives.  I will never try to take that for granted, and when I do I think of Nicole. 

I visited her today with a poem and a card,  and I held two single pink Gerbers with bows.  But as I got to her door I could only lay them on the welcome mat.  I just didnt have the strength to see her, and I didnt think it fair that my inability to hold it together should influence her.  But she rang me and thanked me and made me feel special, and I guess that's a further testiment to her character.  She is a remarkable woman.  

Anyway, I just wanted to say that I'm thinking of you today Nic.

Love Beck xxxxxxxxxxxxx

P.S.  She now has two beautiful girls aged 5 and 3 years.

Wont be blogging for the next 5 days... off on a little holiday to Echuca!

The boys are sooooooooooooooooooo excited... Oliver especially... he jsut wants to go fishing wiht his Dad more than anything in this world!!! LOL  My guess is, it'll last about 5 minutes (10 if I'm lucky!!)

Love to you all, look after yourselves and each other, and I'll look forward to catching up on all the news when I return.

Big hugs and kisses,

Beck xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx