Saturday, September 6, 2025

I Will Survive . The sun will shine again, and the path will lead to a better day, cheers and Chaps.

Real is rare. remember that'. 'I hope you're having a great day. I Love Fairies Angels And Mythical Creatures And Fantasy.


The reality is... None of us are easy to be with.. we all suffer from something.. So when you meet someone who's willing to stay.. committed to understanding you & actually wants to grow w/you.. Don't let lame shit like ego & pride ruin it.. 


I Will Survive . The sun will shine again, and the path will lead to a better day, cheers  and Chaps.



Strength does not come from winning. Your struggles develop your strengths. When you go through hardships and decide not to surrender, that is strength.Cannabis and Conversation.Lost and found, free wills, to give up something that you love, how to start over, bitterness takes a turn, hopes and wishes in the air.

Debbie Bailey Williams Calip, stole the land from Dad, torn his house down to have her dream house

build. And Told my father that he was not welcome there, and it was what he wanted. For her to take

what he had, to give to her husband, Keith.


Unhappy now because no one visit. No friends in the country , in the middle of no where, kids won't

visit because of Keith. The dark spot in your life, sitting

around the house, getting fatter. Nice. Not



2025, 4 years later she want to sell and go back to the city, because nobody in our family agree with

what she did. She broke my father’s heart, he want to leave what he had to all his kids. So they

would always have a place to stay.Before our time is up, take time to love. 



Senior Sister, Deborah Calip, when she decided, the dream house she build after, she tore down her

father's house. No friends, in the middle of nowhere, and no family to come and see what you did.

Took all the good times, with Walter Richard Bailey, created for his 8 other kids.

Instead, you took that away, lied about dad wanted you to build on the land, the shit you can tell

yourself, that no one believe. You want it? Buy it from me. If not shut up. Keep your negativity to

yourself and it has never been a nightmare.Life isn't about how to survive the storm, but how to dance in the rain.


Time and time again, I think about you, Debra Bailey, Deborah Calip,  the daughter that tore down

her father's house, so she could build her dream house, instead of replacing it, because she hated the

old one.


Is it bad, is it wrong, is it done to make you feel bad, not it is the truth, the way I saw it. Unhappy

now because no one visit. No friends in the country , in the middle of no where, kids won't visit

because of Keith. The dark spot in your life, sitting around the house, getting fatter. Nice. Not. 




I was time for the holiday, Thanksgiving 1978, Wednesday was the day, that I saw the news. Was at

sick bay, trying to get off work early, and the flash of dead bodies all over the ground. Not sure,

without checking the day of the week, 18th fell on. 



I Will Survive . The sun will shine again, and the path will lead to a better day, cheers  and Chaps.

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