the Truth hurts!

well time does fly and a few years ago I would not have believed I would still be among the living and here to do another of my blog-vents.This time my eyes are opened to just how naive I have been in believing that I had found a true Internet "friend" and a twitterer..? I started following a previous BB winner on twitter...on a daily basis.I did not tweet much, but I was enraptured by her. I followed her from a holiday in the Dominican to Belgium and her subsequent marriage to the birth of a baby.I couldn't seem to wait every day to see what she had written each day.....I think she replied to 1 of mine.Then she tweeted that her son (now almost 2) had fallen down the stairs at home. having been a mother myself I tweeted back that perhaps she should put a gate across to prevent it from happening again.She neither replied and even did not put my tweet in the comment section. I am an emotional dodo and I was really devastated where I ended up blocking her. after all the years of almost thinking her as a daughter....it hurt to my soul. so now I am of the opinion that everyone just wants us to see things that make us look good to the world and even though I was trying to be positively helpful,she took it as insulting. now I cry,because she has also blocked me and I will not be able to see how her precious child is growing up. I can't really blame anyone but myself i guess.

7 Billion and Counting

According to statistics....there are over 7 BILLION souls on Earths surface. This may not interest anyone in particular but when I think of the billions spent trying to find a cure for cancer among other horrible diseases I cant help but wonder why, with all that money and all those people ====NOT one has come even close.
They pretend to give people hope with their disgusting chemo treatments, when the percentage is minimal as to what they call a cure.It does give some hope, but in the end the result is the same........ NO CURE!
In my family alone this disease has hit my mother,daughter=in=law,her mother. my son-in-laws mother and myself-(Twice)among many many cousins and other friends and loved ones.
The first time I was diagnosed I was 36 years old  and it was cervical cancer. By some unknown reason I survived for 44 years until it is now colon cancer and I am 80 years old. If I had been (what they say cured) I would not be facing the end of existence from this but maybe something else.
I will let nature takes its course and will not accept any of their so called cures unless some miracle occurs.I have watched too many suffer through chemo and for those who now think they are cured. I hesitate to say... enjoy your life now, for it will be shorter  than you think.
I have donated many dollars over the years to this cause for those who have passed on and they request it.I won't be around to see if my money was well spent.....may some higher deity bless you all!

Lost Years