FOR CANADIAN JILL

"JACK WHERE ARE YOU" Really is a weird question if he fell down and broke his crown, he definately would not be answering Jill....So why is it we as people get a kick out of meeting someone named Jill and asking the weirdest question.

Many of you met crazy Jill in an earlier post, tonights post is about Cdn Jill. I met her again while playing on fb. I was impressed in her generous giving spirit. If i needed something Jill was one of the ones who would first come to my rescue.

Over time Cdn. Jill and I exchanged phone numbers, because she was hurting and i wanted to help. Evnenthouh her heart was breaking she continued to help everyone...I soon figured out what was going on... Jill's mom was dieing, when i found out i cried. I have never lost my mother, my best friend like she was doing, therefore, i could not understand. Here i go on a rabbit trail...I get upset when someone says "OH I KNOW HOW YOU FEEL", my first question is.."OH YOU HAVE LOST YOUR MOTHER" and most of the time tnoe reply, "IS NO, BUT" there is know but in this case...okay back to the story.

Jill, waa at her wits end. She was losing her role model and her best friend. Now is the time i should tell you her husband Mike has to be one of the awesome men around, he did everything Jill needed, BEFORE she knew she needed it. Mike you are pretty terrific I cant wait until we meet in person.

Wow, i am sure taking alot of rabbit trails. As time went on and Jill had to make some hard decisions, she became an inspiration to me. One night after we talked she went into her mom and told her it was okay to go meet Jesus now, she would be fine. God still being so merciful decided He wasnot done with her yet...and because of that i grew a close attachment to Jill. Even though her mom had help coming in, Jill wanted to be the one to be with her mom and doing everything. Then the first piece of dreaded news, Jill was NOT to feed or give her liquids anymore..surely we thought God would take her soon, again we were wrong..One night crying on the phone with me Jill admitted that she had to start giving her mom a shot, a shot that would eventually cause her death. I cried with Jill and tried to remind her God is in control...He is the only one who give you strength....That night she had a battle with herself, Mike and I had told her we would stand by any decision she made. When I called the next am, she had done it, my heart bursted with joy, and excitment see, the needle that would eventually kill her took away the pain. Slowly from her feet up over the next couple days, Jill would watch as part of her mom died. Jill told me many stories of her mom over those days.

At 11;OO PM there was a message on fb for me, I did not have to read it to know what it said. Jill's mom had graduated with honors to be with our Lord and Saviour for the rest of eternitu. Jill and i thought of the most outrageous things to mix our crying with laughter. Her mom could now chase after the little kids, no pain. She could play hopstoch with NO PAIN. More importantly she got to meet some very influental people, the Lord himself, Ruth, Esther, Naomi, David, to name a few. She lives in a mansion all by herself and walks the streets of gold, no more pot holes...Oh what a joyous time, but filled with grief. The day came for her to say goodbye one last time. Jill was to read something she wrote. Jill did not think she could do it. I promised her i would hold her hand through it and reminder her how strong she is. Jill did a great job, I am blessed to have such a devoted friend as she.
I did give her a sugggestion which may help others....this Christmas, the first Christmas is going to be hard on the grandchildren and greatgrandchildren. I suggested to Jill, to find one thing which was important to them individually and wrap it and put it under the Christmas tree. Now, before everyone thinks i am nuts, the reason is this...everyone will be walking on egg shells and tense, because Jill,'s mom made Christmas fun. I suggested she find something in her mothers items to give each grandchild. When it comes time to open gifts they not only will have something special from grandma, but, they will all have the cry they need to have due to the emptiness...the rest of the day will be less stressful.
Jill you are an amazing woman, and i. am honored to be called friend by you. I love you!
(PS) SOME MAY WONDER WHY I WENT INTO SUCH DETAIL, IT IS MY MINDSET THAT YOU FORGET WHAT HAPPPENED IN THE LAST DAYS AND I WANTED TO REMIND HER OF SOME TENDER MOMENTS

if you are unsure or not absolutely positive you would go to heaven and meet Jills mom, and many others, please send me a messae to valerieschnarr@gmail.com i would love to show you how you can know 100 percent where you will go after death!

ADRPADRP

COME ON ADMIT IT.....YOU AT ONE TIME OR ANOTHER PROBABLY HAD AN IMAGINARY FRIEND....I AM A LATE BLOOMER....UNTIL NOW I WOULD NOT HAVE ALLOW MYSELF TO HAVE ONE..... IN fact my best friend Jill has the same imaginary friend.... we have named our imaginary friend adrp adrp, say it fast adrpadrp.... adrpadrp is so funny.... our friend goes with us anywhere and tells jokes the whole time. I know already most of you are being judgemental but that is okay with us..our imaginary friend wears green tights, and never wants to grow up. This is why Jill and I like adstrp adrp,..from this friend we have learned alot.

1. adrpadrp brought Jill and I together,now we are the best of friends and I am learning how to relax, oh no i used the nasty word RELAX

2. amazingly Jill and I can both understand what adrpadrp is trying to say... and it makes us laugh like crazy.
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3. Jill is obsessive compulsive, (for those who do not know what this means, all her tupperware lids are in the cupboard according to size) now for a surprise for most of you i do have this tendancy, in my clutter i am very organized, and usually know where everything is...adrp adrp though flies by the seat of their tights frustrating both of us...

4. neither of us have met adrp adrp, but we have an idea what our friend looks like... sorry i cant share with you Jill threatened to beat me up....we dont want to share.... (I guess that is what we need to work not next NOT lol )we want to be not the three stoogies, but the three musketeers... we have already been through alot together we have laughed, and cried together....

5. We both have had a block recently of our imaginary friend, it seems the big bad wolf who is really a meek little slimmy rat is surrounding him and watching him like a hawk.... we miss our imaginary friend and wonder if we will ever have them back...this one of the times you want to each our and choke the big bad wolf or set a trap for the slimmy little rat....personally i want to set a trap but the funny things is slimmy is setting their own traps and being caught in their lies...hopefully adrp adrp will be strong enough to slide out of the rats possession.

6 sigh for now there is nothing more than i can tell you about our green tighted, imginary friend other than we miss and are lonely without adrpadrp