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all I have time for is me. I'm the only one of importance. Don't get too close. Dont bother me.  Is this what our world is comming to?

 I certinaly hope not. There is a lot of things happening around us. Some good Some not so good, but have we so conditioned ourselves to tune out the negatives. 

If we don't see them. If they don't apply to us. They don't exist?  Have we so protected ourselves that we no longer see an abused women, a drug deformed baby, a homeless familey? If it's not happening to me - it's not happening?

Oh beware that we might get too close that we might accidently see or hear the pain of others and want to do something to stop it.

 is comming in about 11 days. How will you celebrate it?  What rememberences are we keeping alive?

I saw some irices in bloom the other day. It joged my memory that it was my job - of sorts - to gather a boquet of irices to put on my baby sisters grave. I never knew  this sister. She's 8 years oldet than myself.But according to mom, this was my part of Memorial Day Duties.

We hardley go to the cemitaries any more. Even to put a flag on the vetrens graves.  Memoral Day seems to have digressed into just another day to - party - party - party. What does the day mean to you?

Fading the Surface Noise's blog brought up the subject of music. This is one of my favorite hymns  that we sing at church. 

Over My Head, I hear music in the air, over my head, I here music in the air; over my head, I hear music in the air; there must be a God somewhere. - Refrain 

Everybody join in - now,

verse # 1 Oh when the world is silent I hear music in the air.

verse #2 And when I'm feeling lonely I hear  music in the air.

verse # 3  Now when I think on Jesus I hear music in the air - there must be a God  some where