Mamie Owens

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Mamie Owens

Hello,My name is Mamie Owens I'm a senior citizen grandmother raising two grand children age 5 and age 10.<br /> This is a job that keep my husband and I on our toes.We had looked a very long time for these days to just<br /> sit back and enjoy our golden years. But fate played a cruel joke on us.Needless to say we have accepted our <br /> fate and happy to say so.These kids bring such joy to our lives.They are very smart and intelligent children.There<br /> was one point in my life I became very&nbsp;depressed,because the first few months were so overwhelming and<br /> demanding,I could catch myself crying daily asking God for help.So as a stress releiver I began to write. This is<br /> one of my very first writings.titled:Why I do what I do<br /> <br /> My life isn't filled with glamour or riches.<br /> my hours are long and there's&nbsp;many dirty dishes.<br /> There's football,basketball,skating and girls.<br /> see&nbsp;I've put my life on hold,I'm stuck in their world.<br /> <br /> My days usually start at the dusk of dawn.<br /> and end way after midnight,or sometime beyond.<br /> But that's ok I love where I'm at.<br /> I'll gladly do it again at the drop&nbsp;of a hat.<br /> <br /> Sometimes it gets overwhelming.<br /> I feel like crying and complaining.<br /> But my life is blessed with these children.<br /> when it's sunshine or raining.<br /> <br /> Most of&nbsp;the time when they are talking I havn't a clue.<br /> But by any point I'm still happy with the job that I do.<br /> <br /> So when you look at&nbsp;those faces that sometime&nbsp;forget to say thank you,<br /> or can I help you with at?<br /> Remember to thank God for&nbsp;where you're exactly at.<br /> For it is by his grace and&nbsp;his love that has pulled you thru.<br /> And given you the power of patience,love and understanding to do what you do.<br /> <br /> I started writing daily and gain the strenght to almost deal with&nbsp;anything as long as God stayed close<br /> with my everday walk.Now my husband and I are foster parents as well as grand parents.Sometime<br /> having as many as five children in the house at once.we consider ourslves blessed.

Stories by Mamie Owens

“Good morning,” I said, all cheerful and happy. One person replied, “What’s so good about it?” “The fact that you...
This morning I didn’t go to church. I lay in bed, gathering my thoughts. After having a scare of a stroke this week, it made me take a long and...
For X amount of hours, they sit in one huge room complaining all day about things that can be changed with a stroke of a pen. Isn't it amazing how...
God has given me so much to be grateful for.Everyday that I arise from my slumber I give him a praise of gratitude for just being alive.Some of us...
On beautiful summer days I love to take my pet Cockatoo Izzy out for an evening stroll He enjoys the outside as well as being petted by friends and...
This is a poem I have written for one of my troubled teens I work with. When I write like this, it’s because I’ve had a heartbreaking...
Guilt the hideous green-eyed monster that eats from within It shows no mercy, It knows no forgiveness, It robs you of your dearest...
Have you ever sat in a meeting where no one agreed on anything? And someone made the suggestion that we get all our differences out in the open. Well...
Today’s economy has taken a lot of entertaining outlets out of our budgets. But one that remains free is the church. You can almost find just...
Ever walked pass someone and heard a psssst? It gives you a very uneasy feeling that you’re the topic of conversation. While on the...
A beautifully golden basted turkey sitting on the table. When sliced out came some parts and the company’s label. Green beans half way done....
My Intentions are to help build character to gain their trust while letting them know that the world has not given up on them. My Intentions are:...
Stumbling out of the bed it’s five thirty. One eye open, one eye closed. making my way to the kids rooms. Ouch! Another action figure, I...
The smell of fresh bread baking. A ray of sunshine creeps though the blinds. As the alarms yells out the warning that morning is here. The...
I walked toward my closet but I could not bring myself to open it. Scared of what may be lurking from the past. I walked toward my closet ashamed...

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