<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2122518162394770437</id><updated>2012-02-05T12:33:30.421-08:00</updated><category term='therapy'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='children'/><category term='child development'/><category term='INSPIRATIONAL'/><category term='WHERE TO FIND MY BOOK'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='camping'/><category term='NEW BEGINNINGS'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='christmas wishes'/><category term='book'/><category term='general'/><category term='life'/><category term='christmas story'/><category term='surgery'/><category term='assistance'/><category term='thereapy programs'/><category term='baby'/><category term='kids christmas'/><category term='pain'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='OBSESSION'/><category term='LIGHT SHINNING THROUGH'/><category term='introduction to book'/><category term='unknown love'/><title type='text'>Jana's blog and poetry site</title><subtitle type='html'>This is a place where you can read  and learn about my book "UNKNOWN LOVE". You will be able to view samples of the work in my book, along with general posts by me. You will get to know more about me and my life and the journey that I have been on. God bless you.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09493244788750806421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1At5i8yuX4I/SDNm77YKj9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/a_I_aiQ-QA4/S220/Picture+36.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2122518162394770437.post-5007192449434139093</id><published>2008-05-20T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T17:11:47.509-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NEW BEGINNINGS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIGHT SHINNING THROUGH'/><title type='text'>THE LIGHT WILL SHINE THROUGH</title><content type='html'>THE LIGHT WILL SHINE THROUGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In times like this&lt;br /&gt;In times of bliss&lt;br /&gt;Of happiness and pain&lt;br /&gt;Through sunshine and rain&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you may be going through&lt;br /&gt;Know that the light will always shine through&lt;br /&gt;When what lay at your feet, is the world ahead&lt;br /&gt;Yet you can’t seem to drag yourself out of bed&lt;br /&gt;When you are blessed with all that surrounds&lt;br /&gt;Yet seem as though you are all alone&lt;br /&gt;Know that the light will always shine through&lt;br /&gt;You may feel as though everything is in your reach&lt;br /&gt;Yet for you so far out of reach&lt;br /&gt;That you are everything&lt;br /&gt;Yet nothing&lt;br /&gt;And at times you may feel as though time is slipping by&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at the days passed and wanting to cry&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that things are forever going to change&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if there will be anything that will stay the same&lt;br /&gt;Yet know this, you must do&lt;br /&gt;The light will always shine through&lt;br /&gt;In everything that you do in your coming life&lt;br /&gt;And with each new experience that comes into your life&lt;br /&gt;Know that the light will always shine through&lt;br /&gt;By: Jana Adams…May 3, 2008&lt;div 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THROUGH'/><author><name>Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09493244788750806421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1At5i8yuX4I/SDNm77YKj9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/a_I_aiQ-QA4/S220/Picture+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2122518162394770437.post-5335275448564065127</id><published>2008-05-16T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T08:22:14.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE ON BOOK(S)</title><content type='html'>I WANTED TO LET EVERYONE KNOW THAT YOU CAN STILL GET MY BOOK "UNKNOWN LOVE" AT ANY ONLINE BOOK STORE AND IN ADDITION TO THAT IN SOME BOOK STORES THE BOOK IS ON SHELF...IF FOR SOME REASON THEY ARE OUT OF STOCK THEN YOU CAN ORDER IT DIRECTLOY FROM YOUR BOOK STORE AND THEN RECEIVE IT THERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO MY NEXT BOOK IS DUE TO COME OUT SOMETIME THIS SUMMER...I AM PUTTING THE FINISHING TOUCHES ON THE BOOK NOW AND THEN SENDING IT OUT TO MY PUBLISHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS &lt;br /&gt;JL ADAMS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2122518162394770437-5335275448564065127?l=jlynnadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/feeds/5335275448564065127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2122518162394770437&amp;postID=5335275448564065127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/5335275448564065127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/5335275448564065127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/2008/05/update-on-books.html' title='UPDATE ON BOOK(S)'/><author><name>Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09493244788750806421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1At5i8yuX4I/SDNm77YKj9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/a_I_aiQ-QA4/S220/Picture+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2122518162394770437.post-4370852510056338304</id><published>2007-12-25T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T11:33:31.867-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas wishes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids christmas'/><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS WISHES</title><content type='html'>CHRISTMAS WISHES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY EVERYONE I JUST WANTED TO WISH EVERYONE A MERRY CHRISTMAS. I ALSO WANTED TO LET YOU HOW GREAT GOD IS. ALL OF OUR CHRISTMAS WISHES CAM TRUE THIS YEAR. MY HUSBAND AND I WERE STRUGGELING TO GIVE OUR KIDS A GREAT CHRISTMAS AND (AS ALWAYS) GOD CAME THROUGH. OUR KIDS WERE SINGED UP AT AN ORGANIZATION AND WHEN WE GOT THE GIFTS FOR THEM THERE WAS A CARD WITH THE GIFTS FROM THE WOMAN WHO GRABBED THEIR NAMES. INSIDE THE CARD WAS A LETTER THAT SHE WROTE TO US. &lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER SAID THAT SHE WAS GRATEFUL THAT SHE WAS ABLE TO BUY FOR KIDS….SHE THANKED US FOR ALLOWING HER TO BUY FOR OUR KIDS. I WAS SO TOUCHED BY THIS LETTER BECAUSE SHE TOLD ME THAT HER SON DIED IN A CAR ACCIDENT TWO YEARS AGO ON CHRISTMAS AND LAST YEAR SHE WAS NOT ABLE TO GET OUT OF BED. AND THIS YEAR WHEN SHE SAW OUR NAMES ON THE ANGLE TREE SHE CHOSE OUR NAMES AND THAT SHE WAS BLESSED  AND HONORED THAT WE ALLOWED HER AND GAVE HER THE OPPORTUNITY TO BUY FOR OUR KIDS…I WAS SO TOUCHED THAT I STARTED CRYING. I RECEIVED HER EMAIL IN THE LETTER BECAUSE SHE ASKED THAT I SEND HER PICTURES OF THE KIDS OPENING UP THE GIFTS. I WILL BE SENDING THEM TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;IN ADDITION TO THAT…I MY KIDS WERE SIGNED UP AT THEIR SCHOOL AND RECEIVED A LOT OF GIFTS. WE HAVE BEEN SO BLESSED BY GOD AND MY KIDS HAD SUCH A MERRY CHRISTMAS. I WANT TO WISH ALL OF MY READERS A MERRY CHRISTMAS AND LET YOU ALL KNOW THAT CHRISTMAS WISHES REALLY DO COME TRUE. MY KIDS HAVE BEEN PRETENDING THAT THEY HAVE A BAND FOR THE LONGEST TIME AND TODAY THEY GOT THEIR INSTRUMENTS TO START THEIR BAND.  MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2122518162394770437-4370852510056338304?l=jlynnadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/feeds/4370852510056338304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2122518162394770437&amp;postID=4370852510056338304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/4370852510056338304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/4370852510056338304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-wishes.html' title='CHRISTMAS WISHES'/><author><name>Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09493244788750806421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1At5i8yuX4I/SDNm77YKj9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/a_I_aiQ-QA4/S220/Picture+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2122518162394770437.post-4841416828952067399</id><published>2007-11-22T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T15:19:00.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TURKY DAY MIS-HAPS</title><content type='html'>OK, so to day was Thanksgiving. Most of us cook (as I usually do) and most of us go to families houses for the long awaited yummy dinner...I decided to go to my families this year...was this a good thing? or was it a bad thing? I guess I already knew the answer to that question before I went down there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my family there are two kinds of people...the kind who care (the outcasts) and the kind who don't give a s**t (the "in" crowd). take a guess at which category I fall into when it comes to my family...well you got it! I am the one who cares...more formally know as "the outcast". It is sad really to think that even a family can have "clicks" and then to see that your family has one. Well in my case...my family has a click...my parents and my brother and sister...and then there is me. Now I am not weirdo or freak or anything like that, I just don't agree with a lot that they themselves agree upon...and every time my family gets together, there is always a blow-out, no matter the topic or situation...there is always a blow-out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was no exception to that rule . it all started so fast to where I really don't know where to start...so let's start with the "simple" story from today and then go into the other one...Here is the first situation...My brother "fixed" my son's roof in his room a month ago and now it is leaking again, so (given the fact that I have been trying to get him down here to fix it the right way for the past 3 weeks) I brought that up to him and how I needed him to come and fix it the right way...Somehow that statement turned into the fact that I am not an understanding person that my brother does not have a job right now (which is it my fault that he WON'T go get a job). And I have no heart that he is upset by this right now...blah, blah, blah...so I come back with the fact that I AM understanding and do have a heart and if I wasn't or didn't, then I would not have let my brother slide on 4 months of rent he was suppose to pay me (because I knew he was hard for $$ at the time). Is that a heartless person? No, I didn't think so... then everyone started yelling at me because I wanted him to come and fix my roof the right way, and saying "why are you bringing this up now..." So I said...well, because he has been giving me the run-around and not coming to fix my roof like he was suppose to in the first place" so then I was told that if I did not like it then maybe I shouldn't even come...WOW! what a family...huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally the other situation, probably the most ridiculous of both of them... My brother-in-law started YELLING and CURSING at me for the simple fact that one of my kids said that there is not a Santa Clause...I mean come on "adults" let's get real...kids are kids and they are going to say what they are going to say...Don't come to me yelling like a 5 yr. old because of what one of my children said...I don't know like I said ridiculous...but hey?! what are you going to do...I just let them have their little fits and go about my business...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JL signing off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2122518162394770437-4841416828952067399?l=jlynnadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/feeds/4841416828952067399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2122518162394770437&amp;postID=4841416828952067399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/4841416828952067399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/4841416828952067399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/2007/11/turky-day-mis-haps.html' title='TURKY DAY MIS-HAPS'/><author><name>Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09493244788750806421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1At5i8yuX4I/SDNm77YKj9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/a_I_aiQ-QA4/S220/Picture+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2122518162394770437.post-6616505757702259541</id><published>2007-11-19T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T12:22:14.759-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OBSESSION'/><title type='text'>OBSESSION</title><content type='html'>hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jana here again. i wanted to write today and was not sure of what i was going to write about until now. you know i have always remained faithful to my husband, even through our hard times. We went through a time where we were dealing with a lot of difficult things in our lives and instead of him talking to me about things, he took things in his own hands and started talking to another woman. I didn't find this out until after we were married and of course he ended things when i told him either he has her as a "friend" or he has me. Through time I could not let this go, because I NEVER expected this kind of behavior out of him. We had known each other for 7 years and were best friends. We got each other through a lot in life and we were so much alike...we still are today (aside from the cheating part). this is why i never expected this out of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not let things go. I became obsessed with what exactly went on between them. I started asking questions and got pieces...first it was "innocent" information like that he just talked to her and then when i pushed the issue more, I found out more little details. Through the past two years I have become more and more obsessed with this situation and it is so hard for me to let go because each time i bring it up (like every couple months or so) I find out more information...he always says that there is no more information each time, but then I put everything together and then I end up bringing it up again and then I find out something else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i am losing my mind here. For each time i find out something new, it hurts me but yet then again i become more obsessed with the situation and want to know more. I am still to this day obsessed with this, and want to know everything and he says still that there is no more information. Am I crazy for being so obsessed, and how does one NOT become, or overcome obsession?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any answers would be appreciated because I feel like I am losing my mind here with this obsession...I mean I want to go so far as to find this other woman and get her side of the story, but can't find her. Anyway, enough venting today. talk later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2122518162394770437-6616505757702259541?l=jlynnadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/feeds/6616505757702259541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2122518162394770437&amp;postID=6616505757702259541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/6616505757702259541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/6616505757702259541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/2007/11/obsession.html' title='OBSESSION'/><author><name>Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09493244788750806421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1At5i8yuX4I/SDNm77YKj9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/a_I_aiQ-QA4/S220/Picture+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2122518162394770437.post-4870526488629941923</id><published>2007-11-17T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T08:08:15.640-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unknown love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>A MAN'S BEST FRIEND</title><content type='html'>MAN’S BEST FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see him lying there so sweet and  innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His big brown eyes looking up at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a sparkle, a gleam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost like a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kismet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man’s best friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman’s worst enemy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew, this, he could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sweet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet so discrete,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sneaks behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under a tree he lay so gently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew he could be so slimy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiet and laid back, he seemed so sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew, my heart, he hungered to eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew he was plotting against my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to save it for the platter he rolls upon a cart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So juicy, so pure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So full of love, yet unsure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He leaped from his spot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love me?...Oh! NOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tossed me here and there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He threw me everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His love and kindness, he was suppose to share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I did not have the long beautiful brown hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tucked me under his bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put me out of his head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went on his way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To claim yet another, on this very day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: Jana Adams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2122518162394770437-4870526488629941923?l=jlynnadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/feeds/4870526488629941923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/8514311537139309789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/8514311537139309789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/2007/11/check-out-my-slide-show.html' title='Check out my Slide Show!'/><author><name>Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09493244788750806421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1At5i8yuX4I/SDNm77YKj9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/a_I_aiQ-QA4/S220/Picture+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2122518162394770437.post-4236958598644219572</id><published>2007-11-13T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T09:48:03.339-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unknown love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>MY LIFE MY LOVES</title><content type='html'>MY LIFE MY LOVES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I describe the most joyous days of my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days when each of you came into me life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I start with you, my oldest daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who brings light to the room with your most simple laughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who reaches out to help those in need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No second thoughts, and without greed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And next I come to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one I received in oh thousand on two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With your daring nature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willing to take on all presented to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A born leader and not a follower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of whom to God many will follow her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And next my son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was guided to me through the rays of the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the calming voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That will lead many to the right choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who praises God with his hands in the air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In thanks of what God has given him here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last bus not least, my youngest baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who over came all that was placed in front of you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose destination was planned through the kindest of grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the strong personality that will overcome each and every race&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who brings joy to all who look upon her face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of you are miracles to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came into the world for all to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All with a specific purpose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designed by God with no mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make a difference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this world that He did make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My loves, my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My children, full of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed to have each and every one of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my life that God placed, so perfect only he knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all with all my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And through time I will always be there to the end as from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: Jana Adams…July, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2122518162394770437-4236958598644219572?l=jlynnadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/feeds/4236958598644219572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2122518162394770437&amp;postID=4236958598644219572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INSPIRATIONAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>AN ANSWER TO PAIN...</title><content type='html'>AN ANSWER TO…&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOUDEAL WITH PAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have told you in my word&lt;br /&gt;That you hold the power of the shield and sword&lt;br /&gt;My child, you are not to deal with pain&lt;br /&gt;Even through the thunderstorms with the cold drawn rain&lt;br /&gt;You are to cast your cares upon me&lt;br /&gt;Open up and allow me to see&lt;br /&gt;Show me what is bottled up inside&lt;br /&gt;Your fears, no longer will you have to hide&lt;br /&gt;My child, of me, you can expect it all&lt;br /&gt;For my child I will not let you fall&lt;br /&gt;I will never fail you&lt;br /&gt;Yet I will always save you&lt;br /&gt;I am the one who has come to sanctify you&lt;br /&gt;I have brought you the truth&lt;br /&gt;I have brought you the light&lt;br /&gt;I am the one that, for you, will put up the fight&lt;br /&gt;How do you deal with pain you ask?&lt;br /&gt;This for me is no task&lt;br /&gt;It is not your job to deal with pain&lt;br /&gt;It is not your job to worry yourself&lt;br /&gt;Just call my name&lt;br /&gt;And I will put your pain up on a shelf&lt;br /&gt;I have called you to love&lt;br /&gt;I have called you to praise&lt;br /&gt;I have promised you, that with me, you will have no pain&lt;br /&gt;So call my name&lt;br /&gt;And everyday I will do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: Jana Adams….October 22, 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2122518162394770437-3708408271317880729?l=jlynnadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/feeds/3708408271317880729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2122518162394770437&amp;postID=3708408271317880729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/3708408271317880729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/3708408271317880729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/2007/11/answer-to-pain.html' title='AN ANSWER TO PAIN...'/><author><name>Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09493244788750806421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1At5i8yuX4I/SDNm77YKj9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/a_I_aiQ-QA4/S220/Picture+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2122518162394770437.post-4526985243007490138</id><published>2007-11-08T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T17:48:01.116-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>ABOUT MY LITTLE ONE</title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to stop in and let you all know what a crazy life it is having a little one around the house...I have 4 beautiful children and have enjoyed watching my older three grow up and now have the opportunity again with my baby. There is something different with her though. I never had the opportunity to fully watch my older children grow up because I was a working mother. Now i am a stay at home mother and the wonders that I see with my baby are amazing. &lt;br /&gt;   My little miracle baby is such an amazing girl. She survived two surgeries that I had to have when I was pregnant with her and now she is a handful. I watch her grow each day and each day that goes by she cracks me up that much more. When she was born we already had a Lab and so she was growing up with a sweet and kind dog who is ALWAYS gentle around her. Almost a year ago, I got two beagle puppies. she just turned one and so having two doggies her size was just what the doctor ordered.:) &lt;br /&gt;    Every day my baby amazes me at the things that she does...for instance, she is a little delayed in her physical and speech, but she is very intelligent and funny. she makes up for her lack of speech with everything else she does and how smart she is.  Everyday she watched my puppies grow and with each move that they make she makes the same move. It is so funny to see her act like my puppies. When I am trying to train them...there she is trying to train with them, and when they play...there she is trying to play with them and like them...like I said...TOO Funny:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I would share with you all how funny my baby is and how she ALWAYS tries to act just like her baby size doggies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off for now&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2122518162394770437-4526985243007490138?l=jlynnadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/feeds/4526985243007490138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2122518162394770437&amp;postID=4526985243007490138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/4526985243007490138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/4526985243007490138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/2007/11/about-my-little-one.html' title='ABOUT MY LITTLE ONE'/><author><name>Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09493244788750806421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1At5i8yuX4I/SDNm77YKj9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/a_I_aiQ-QA4/S220/Picture+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2122518162394770437.post-6712293513093649898</id><published>2007-11-07T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T09:15:02.223-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thereapy programs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surgery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='therapy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child development'/><title type='text'>Difficult pregnancy/ great Therapy</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to write you and let you all know about the assistance that my baby is getting. As some of you may know...I put a post in here with a brief description of what I went through when I was pregnant with my baby and the road that I have been on ever since (with all my surgeries).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was pregnant, I started having a lot of problems and thus I ended up in the hospital for two weeks. When I first was admitted into the hospital, they did not know what was causing me such pain...two days later the doctor concluded that I needed to have my gallbladder taken out. This was when I was 6 1/2 months pregnant. The doctor said that this would "fix' my problems and the pain that I was having...Well, It did not. 4 days after that surgery, I ended up having to have another surgery where they had to make a vertical incision and move around my baby to fix the problems that I was having.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After these surgeries, I went into premature labor and thus, that is why I had to stay in the hospital for so long. The emotional stress and pain along with the physical pain of the two surgeries and premature labor was very difficult for me...I was on a lot of medication at the time and after the second surgery, It was discovered that I had a major infection... I was put on complete bed rest after I was released from the hospital...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby was very strong, and she made it almost full term. She was born a month early and healthy...which I would not have asked for anything more. However, ever since she was born she has had a lot of developmental delays. She is very far behind what she should be doing at her age, and has always been ever since she was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently found out about a program that helps with developmental delayed children...They come out to your home and work with your child on development, speach therapy and fine motor skills...I LOVE this program! Today my baby had her first visit, and it went well. I was informed on a lot of the stuff that they will be doing to help her to get "on track" with her age level. I know that sometimes parents are afraid to acknowledge that their child may have problems with development and don't want or are afraid to admit that help is needed...I was like this too. I told myself that she was ok and just developing slowly and would catch up...but when i had her evaluation, I found out that she is VERY far behind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy now that I found this program to help her to grow as a baby and get "on track" with her age group. The therapy that she will be getting is so great that I know in no time that she will be just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to let you all know about the therapy and the kinds of programs that the government has out there for children...along with other programs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for listening...Jana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2122518162394770437-6712293513093649898?l=jlynnadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/feeds/6712293513093649898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2122518162394770437&amp;postID=6712293513093649898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/6712293513093649898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/6712293513093649898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/2007/11/difficult-pregnancy-great-therapy.html' title='Difficult pregnancy/ great Therapy'/><author><name>Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09493244788750806421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1At5i8yuX4I/SDNm77YKj9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/a_I_aiQ-QA4/S220/Picture+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2122518162394770437.post-2746345152988069319</id><published>2007-11-05T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T11:17:45.119-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WHERE TO FIND MY BOOK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>WHERE TO FIND MY BOOK</title><content type='html'>I WANTED TO INFORM YOU ON WHERE YOU CAN FIND MY BOOK "UNKNOWN LOVE". AS MANY OF YOU MAY KNOW, ALL OF THE POEM THAT ARE POSTED IN HERE ARE FROM MY BOOK. I WANTED TO LET YOU ALL KNOW WHAT KIND OF WORK IS IN MY BOOK. SO NOW I WANTED TO LET YOU KNOW WHERE TO GET MY BOOK. YOU CAN FIND MY BOOK AT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;publishamerica.com&lt;br /&gt;amazon.com&lt;br /&gt;barnesandnoble.com&lt;br /&gt;borders.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU WILL FIND THE LINKS TO THESE SITES IN "MY FAVORITES" SECTION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE YOU ALL ENJOY MY WORK AND MY BOOK&lt;br /&gt;HAVE A BLESSED DAY&lt;br /&gt;JANA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2122518162394770437-2746345152988069319?l=jlynnadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/feeds/2746345152988069319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2122518162394770437&amp;postID=2746345152988069319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>SHATTERED PIECES</title><content type='html'>Like a king taking over a pawn&lt;br /&gt;My heart has been trampled on&lt;br /&gt;Broken, shattered and ripped to pieces&lt;br /&gt;Tossed, whipped and thrown with no miss&lt;br /&gt;To find the pieces of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Where to begin, where to start?&lt;br /&gt;Before me I see a field of green&lt;br /&gt;Filled with a mirror of reflections the eye has not seen&lt;br /&gt;With each little step that I so gently take&lt;br /&gt;I keep in mind the mended heart that I must make&lt;br /&gt;To gather the pieces that I once knew&lt;br /&gt;I keep in mind the love that I have for you&lt;br /&gt;Hidden and tucked away&lt;br /&gt;Yet surface again, it will do one day&lt;br /&gt;So with each new step I take a chance&lt;br /&gt;I creep up closer to get a better glance&lt;br /&gt;And as the shattered pieces float my way&lt;br /&gt;I have hope that things will be better with each new day&lt;br /&gt;While tiptoeing by as to not cause new damage&lt;br /&gt;I feel it tearing down, this wall that was built as a collage&lt;br /&gt;This heart that was shattered, I know I can salvage&lt;br /&gt;So I sift through the blades of grass as if I were a savage&lt;br /&gt;Yet like a move in a game&lt;br /&gt;Each blade is different and not the same&lt;br /&gt;And like this mirror filled field&lt;br /&gt;My heart has caution and struggles to yield&lt;br /&gt;My life is a pawn, each move is strategic&lt;br /&gt;I know our love, to some, may seem pathetic&lt;br /&gt;Yet I am not ready to store it in the attic&lt;br /&gt;So as my search for these pieces goes on&lt;br /&gt;Of what I need&lt;br /&gt;I know is not greed&lt;br /&gt;For I know our love is still there, and not gone&lt;br /&gt;So with each new step, I’ll search more and more&lt;br /&gt;For my heart that was ripped to pieces&lt;br /&gt;My heart that was tore&lt;br /&gt;In my heart I truly believe this&lt;br /&gt;That one day, in the grass, I will see those reflections no more&lt;br /&gt;My heart no longer will be sore&lt;br /&gt;One day, in my hand, I’ll hold the pieces of my heart&lt;br /&gt;One day it will truly be our new start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2122518162394770437-4433158156955960425?l=jlynnadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/feeds/4433158156955960425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2122518162394770437&amp;postID=4433158156955960425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/4433158156955960425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/4433158156955960425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/2007/11/shattered-pieces.html' title='SHATTERED PIECES'/><author><name>Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09493244788750806421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1At5i8yuX4I/SDNm77YKj9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/a_I_aiQ-QA4/S220/Picture+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2122518162394770437.post-5058147999066244288</id><published>2007-11-05T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T13:54:06.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogging Fusion &lt;a href="http://www.bloggingfusion.com/" title="Blogging Fusion Blog Directory"&gt;Blog Directory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2122518162394770437-5058147999066244288?l=jlynnadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/feeds/5058147999066244288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2122518162394770437&amp;postID=5058147999066244288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/5058147999066244288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/5058147999066244288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/2007/11/blogging-fusion-blog-directory.html' title=''/><author><name>Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09493244788750806421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1At5i8yuX4I/SDNm77YKj9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/a_I_aiQ-QA4/S220/Picture+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2122518162394770437.post-3772059059102562951</id><published>2007-11-04T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T21:47:42.476-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>what Do I want?</title><content type='html'>I want the vibration that overtakes my body&lt;br /&gt;Like what I feel any time you touch or even just look at me&lt;br /&gt;That is what I want.&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel this all day of every day.&lt;br /&gt;I want to help you to explore this overpowering sensation&lt;br /&gt;With every stoke and every motion.&lt;br /&gt;I want to give you a feeling so undeniable&lt;br /&gt;A feeling almost indescribable&lt;br /&gt;I want to give you a feeling that moves from the soles of your feet&lt;br /&gt;Then gradually ascends to the top of your head…&lt;br /&gt;This, a feeling that just can’t be beat.&lt;br /&gt;This intense journey begins with the slightest touch to the small of your back&lt;br /&gt;Gliding along the curves of your body&lt;br /&gt;Stroking every muscle with every part of me&lt;br /&gt;I will kiss you in the crook of your neck&lt;br /&gt;Then give your ear a little peck&lt;br /&gt;In turning you over, I will shower your body with a mountain of kisses&lt;br /&gt;I will work my way down the center of your chest&lt;br /&gt;All the while, you’ll be pondering the rest&lt;br /&gt;I’ll unbutton your pants with only my teeth&lt;br /&gt;Then tease and caress you with all that is beneath&lt;br /&gt;With the circling motion of my tongue along your member&lt;br /&gt;I’ll give you an erotica ting numbness that will consume your every movement&lt;br /&gt;Then with the sliding of my lips placed so delicately upon you&lt;br /&gt;I’ll leave not one inch feeling any lack&lt;br /&gt;And not to worry, there won’t be any slack&lt;br /&gt;Exploring pleasures untold&lt;br /&gt;We’ll work together and have an unbearable reaction explode&lt;br /&gt;Waiting in anticipation for this moment will only make it that much stronger&lt;br /&gt;For we know that one day we will have to wait no longer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2122518162394770437-3772059059102562951?l=jlynnadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/feeds/3772059059102562951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2122518162394770437&amp;postID=3772059059102562951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/3772059059102562951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/3772059059102562951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-do-i-want.html' title='what Do I want?'/><author><name>Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09493244788750806421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1At5i8yuX4I/SDNm77YKj9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/a_I_aiQ-QA4/S220/Picture+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2122518162394770437.post-6425652962718388108</id><published>2007-11-04T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T11:24:26.923-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>STAYING TRUE</title><content type='html'>People seem to amaze me everyday. There are people who are honest, kind, loving, faithful and there are people who are the complete opposite. Many times, people who are genuinely true, faithful and honest in their relationships hold true to those aspects. They tell themselves that there is no way that they would ever be anything different than being faithful, honest and trustworthy. And there are the types of people who just don't care how they are or behave in a relationship...and the types that even though they say that they are going to remain faithful in their relationship...get faced with a situation that they seem to be harmless, and then they get caught up in lies and deceit, before they realize what they are doing or have done...&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;In any given situation...in any relationship...no matter what you may feel about your significant other and the commitment you have towards them, you never truly know how you will act until you are faced head on with a situation that seems harmless, and then becomes complicated. The complication does not come out right away...it takes time. You may be talking to a college at work (as just friends) or a close friend of whom you appreciate their companionship and in your mind it is harmless. You convince yourself that there is no harm and your significant other would have no problem with you having conversations with this other person...after all you are just friends...right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the type of situation that will (in most cases) cause the most of faithful, honest and trustworthy of people to their end. In a situation such as this, a person is blind to the fact that the other person (who is just a friend)may indeed have hidden motives behind the friendship. Then, before the honest, faithful person knows it...they are in a web that they seem to be stuck and can't break free from. They have been sucked in by the lure of this friend, who has slowly placed subtle hints on the relationship going further than just friends with their sly and sneaky comments that end up building the self-esteem of the other party in the friendship. Before you know it...the faithful person has fallen into this trap and begins to make comments back to the other party and then the relationship progress until the "faithful" person, becomes "unfaithful" due to the this lure and the desire to see what the other person has to offer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is, that even though some of us say to ourselves "I would never do that...I would never cheat on my partner, nor would I place myself in a situation to do so...I will always remain faithful, for I am in love...." etc. One will never truly know if that will most definitely be the outcome of their life, until they are face with a situation that places them at a crossroad...and with the decision to take the "right" path of honesty, faithfulness, and staying true to their relationship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2122518162394770437-6425652962718388108?l=jlynnadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/feeds/6425652962718388108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2122518162394770437&amp;postID=6425652962718388108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/6425652962718388108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/6425652962718388108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/2007/11/staying-true.html' title='STAYING TRUE'/><author><name>Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09493244788750806421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1At5i8yuX4I/SDNm77YKj9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/a_I_aiQ-QA4/S220/Picture+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2122518162394770437.post-5202397459581518246</id><published>2007-11-03T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T19:36:50.078-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unknown love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INSPIRATIONAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>What Do You See?</title><content type='html'>WHAT DO YOU SEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Null and void I walk around&lt;br /&gt;An empty shield&lt;br /&gt;Hesitant to yield&lt;br /&gt;I try so hard to listen for the sound&lt;br /&gt;Yet all I hear is the cracking of the ground&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to show emotion&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to show devotion&lt;br /&gt;I know not how to show it anymore&lt;br /&gt;For through the years, my heart has grown sore&lt;br /&gt;It’s so hard to release my emotions and let you in&lt;br /&gt;For it goes much deeper into a life of sin&lt;br /&gt;It goes much deeper than what is felt at this moment&lt;br /&gt;It goes much deeper, into a heart that has been, for so long dormant&lt;br /&gt;Many days I feel like breaking&lt;br /&gt;I feel the cracks edging&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of the day, that surface, the cracks they will&lt;br /&gt;In fear of that day, I get a chill&lt;br /&gt;Broken thoughts of an innocent child&lt;br /&gt;Broken thoughts of that innocence defiled&lt;br /&gt;Trust of loved ones, was trust in sin&lt;br /&gt;And now it’s so hard to let the downpour of trust rush in&lt;br /&gt;You say you see an angle&lt;br /&gt;Yet I am no angle&lt;br /&gt;If you only knew of the things that I have done&lt;br /&gt;If you only knew what was present in this life that had begun&lt;br /&gt;You say you see a rock&lt;br /&gt;Yet what lay before you is a being in shock&lt;br /&gt;Scared to let go&lt;br /&gt;Scared to let show&lt;br /&gt;This woman, you say you know.&lt;br /&gt;You say you see before you a woman on innocence&lt;br /&gt;A woman with an illuminating presence&lt;br /&gt;Yet a mask covers her face&lt;br /&gt;This woman of a different race&lt;br /&gt;She beats to a different beat&lt;br /&gt;Her body filled with much heat&lt;br /&gt;Before you, stands a woman of disgrace&lt;br /&gt;A woman tainted in the most unsuspecting of place&lt;br /&gt;A woman abused in every way&lt;br /&gt;A woman who struggles to start fresh with each day&lt;br /&gt;You see before you, a woman who is strong&lt;br /&gt;Yet, this is a woman who feels she has done everything wrong&lt;br /&gt;With nothing but pain&lt;br /&gt;With nothing but despair&lt;br /&gt;Do you see a woman who goes by a different name?&lt;br /&gt;Do you see a woman who has discerning care?&lt;br /&gt;This woman that stands before you is trapped in a cage&lt;br /&gt;This woman is a black-panther ready to pounce with much rage&lt;br /&gt;Ready to divulge what is seen&lt;br /&gt;Ready to make what is past, what is present, a vague dream&lt;br /&gt;For every time this panther is set free&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to conceive in the mind what is seen&lt;br /&gt;You see a rock&lt;br /&gt;Yet what lies in-front of you is a round block&lt;br /&gt;Inside is a child that caresses each side&lt;br /&gt;A child is trapped inside.&lt;br /&gt;A child of confusion&lt;br /&gt;A child full of delusion&lt;br /&gt;A child born into a panther&lt;br /&gt;A child who would rather&lt;br /&gt;Have lived a life of peace&lt;br /&gt;A life with no physical grief&lt;br /&gt;A child who was raped of her innocence&lt;br /&gt;A child longing for God’s presence&lt;br /&gt;A child who lived to tell the tale of her murder&lt;br /&gt;A child who you now call a survivor&lt;br /&gt;You see a rock, you see an angle&lt;br /&gt;Yet what you don’t see is the heart that so easily did mangle&lt;br /&gt;Two questions I ask of you&lt;br /&gt;Two answers, I only hope are true&lt;br /&gt;Do you see me for the woman I am?&lt;br /&gt;Do you see me for who I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: Jana Adams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2122518162394770437-5202397459581518246?l=jlynnadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/feeds/5202397459581518246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2122518162394770437&amp;postID=5202397459581518246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/5202397459581518246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/5202397459581518246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-do-you-see.html' title='What Do You See?'/><author><name>Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09493244788750806421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1At5i8yuX4I/SDNm77YKj9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/a_I_aiQ-QA4/S220/Picture+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2122518162394770437.post-5166749072276799075</id><published>2007-11-03T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T13:50:53.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>get the word out there</title><content type='html'>here is a place to get the word for all of your sites out there in one general place.&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/claim/5uhkuarap" rel="me"&gt;Technorati Profile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2122518162394770437-5166749072276799075?l=jlynnadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/feeds/5166749072276799075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2122518162394770437&amp;postID=5166749072276799075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/5166749072276799075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/5166749072276799075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/2007/11/get-word-out-there.html' title='get the word out there'/><author><name>Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09493244788750806421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1At5i8yuX4I/SDNm77YKj9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/a_I_aiQ-QA4/S220/Picture+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2122518162394770437.post-175121817342699037</id><published>2007-11-01T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T15:08:02.590-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unknown love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INSPIRATIONAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>THANK YOU LORD</title><content type='html'>THANK YOU LORD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when there seemed to be no hope&lt;br /&gt;You showed me once again how to cope&lt;br /&gt;Once again&lt;br /&gt;You came in&lt;br /&gt;You shinned your light&lt;br /&gt;And showed me how to fight&lt;br /&gt;Through many times of feeling alone&lt;br /&gt;Through many times I’ve felt I have no home&lt;br /&gt;Through many times of happiness and joy&lt;br /&gt;Through many times I’ve felt I want to deploy&lt;br /&gt;Through many times I’ve felt I wanted to end my life&lt;br /&gt;Just so I would no longer have to endure the strife&lt;br /&gt;You’ve showed yourself true&lt;br /&gt;You always came through&lt;br /&gt;You’ve showed me that there is always one I can count on&lt;br /&gt;You’ve showed me that you are here and not gone&lt;br /&gt;With all the pain and sorrow I’ve felt&lt;br /&gt;In the end, on my knees I have knelt&lt;br /&gt;I’ve begged of you, to end this pain&lt;br /&gt;I’ve begged of you to dry up this falling rain&lt;br /&gt;When I’ve felt I can’t go on&lt;br /&gt;You’ve been there present, to feed your faun&lt;br /&gt;Nourishing and feeding your delicate creature&lt;br /&gt;Filling with grace and mercy, as to nurture&lt;br /&gt;I thank you Lord for what you have done&lt;br /&gt;For making me feel as though, in this life, I have won&lt;br /&gt;For showing me my life has only just begun&lt;br /&gt;For helping me to realize, I am not alone&lt;br /&gt;For the constant reminder that before me awaits a blessed home&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord for bringing me through&lt;br /&gt;Everything I couldn’t, if I didn’t have you&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for loving&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for caring&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your open arms&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for protecting me from all harms&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord for helping me to press on&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord for ever showing me you are here, yet not gone&lt;br /&gt;In this life I have truly struggled&lt;br /&gt;And without you, my life would have been smuggled&lt;br /&gt;Through all the sins&lt;br /&gt;You still came in&lt;br /&gt;Through all the sorrow and pain that dwells&lt;br /&gt;You gave me a heart that with love still swells&lt;br /&gt;I thank you Lord for opening up the doors to your kingdom&lt;br /&gt;I thank you Lord for giving me wisdom&lt;br /&gt;I thank you Lord for giving me discernment&lt;br /&gt;I thank you Lord for your gift, a wonderful present&lt;br /&gt;I thank you Lord for being there&lt;br /&gt;Through all the pain and trials in my life&lt;br /&gt;I thank you Lord for showing me that you do care&lt;br /&gt;I thank you Lord for saving my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: Jana Adams&lt;br /&gt;December 5, 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2122518162394770437-175121817342699037?l=jlynnadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/feeds/175121817342699037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2122518162394770437&amp;postID=175121817342699037' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/175121817342699037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/175121817342699037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/2007/11/thank-you-lord.html' title='THANK YOU LORD'/><author><name>Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09493244788750806421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1At5i8yuX4I/SDNm77YKj9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/a_I_aiQ-QA4/S220/Picture+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2122518162394770437.post-3465399693475352985</id><published>2007-10-31T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T15:05:02.833-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unknown love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INSPIRATIONAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>I SEE A GIRL</title><content type='html'>HERE IS ONE OF THE POEMS FROM MY BOOK "UNKNOWN LOVE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SEE A GIRL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see a girl who is afraid of what she has become&lt;br /&gt;A girl who feels, in this life, she has not won&lt;br /&gt;I see a girl starving for attention&lt;br /&gt;A girl reflecting desperation&lt;br /&gt;Reaching to find love&lt;br /&gt;Covering her body with a glove&lt;br /&gt;I see a girl hiding behind a newfound mask&lt;br /&gt;A girl feeling overwhelmed in every task&lt;br /&gt;I see a girl who questions, will me, he save&lt;br /&gt;A girl who is overcome by the crashing wave&lt;br /&gt;I see a girl who needs to be rescued&lt;br /&gt;From the life she has turned to, instead of the one she has valued&lt;br /&gt;A girl who, to others, she has portrayed&lt;br /&gt;The person she thought she left behind&lt;br /&gt;I see a girl who, within herself, she has betrayed&lt;br /&gt;The power, love and wealth that was given her, along with all man kind&lt;br /&gt;I see a girl who is longing to be loved&lt;br /&gt;A girl who is longing to be filled&lt;br /&gt;I see a girl who reaches out&lt;br /&gt;A girl who has some doubt&lt;br /&gt;With the walk she finds herself on in this life&lt;br /&gt;I see a girl who feels pain…who feels strife&lt;br /&gt;I see a girl who searches to find what she must seek&lt;br /&gt;A girl who finds herself getting weak&lt;br /&gt;I see a girl who has strayed&lt;br /&gt;A girl who, by the enemy, has been played&lt;br /&gt;I see a girl who once was me&lt;br /&gt;A girl who I no longer wish to be&lt;br /&gt;I see a girl who I was in the past&lt;br /&gt;A girl who will no longer last&lt;br /&gt;I see a girl and that girl is me&lt;br /&gt;Yet I long for the girl I strive to be&lt;br /&gt;I see a girl that was sent from above&lt;br /&gt;I see a girl that God does love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: Jana Loser (Adams)…May 17, 2004&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2122518162394770437-3465399693475352985?l=jlynnadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/feeds/3465399693475352985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2122518162394770437&amp;postID=3465399693475352985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/3465399693475352985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/3465399693475352985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-see-girl.html' title='I SEE A GIRL'/><author><name>Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09493244788750806421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1At5i8yuX4I/SDNm77YKj9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/a_I_aiQ-QA4/S220/Picture+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2122518162394770437.post-1158482838649684198</id><published>2007-10-30T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T14:46:58.355-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assistance'/><title type='text'>Life and Government assistance</title><content type='html'>Hi, well I am here to say to all of you that many times we may feel that there isn’t any help from the government out there for the families that work and take care of their family. Truth be told…when I was a single mother, there were organizations that helped me in times of need. When I got married…the story changed. Even though my husband works, we still struggle a bit (due to my NOT being able to work). Because he works we are not able to get the help we need. The organizations and the government’s set standards of income guidelines put us over the limit…even though with our bills we have, and they only consider housing and your gas/electric. Well truth be told, we need help from time to time. We manage, but there are some services out there that we could benefit from, but “we make too much money”. Anyway, the bottom line is that in most cases, even though the working family work and take care of themselves, they have a hard time getting the help that they could use (while the families who don’t work, get to take advantage of the services out there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the above is true, I recently found out that there are still a couple services that the working family qualify for. My family is one of the families who work and take care of ourselves. We do not qualify for many of the services that the government provides…However, the services that I found out about are the following…We found out that even though we are working, we qualify for the “angle tree” which will help us out with Christmas. And even though we can not get help with our rent and gas and electric (should we run into problems)…we do qualify for what they call in our area as EAP, which gives a small credit to our gas and electric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess what I am trying to say is…Even though you (a working family) may not qualify for many of the government assistant programs out there that you feel you need…there are possibly some, a few, or a couple assistance programs out there that you could use. I thank God that I found out about these programs that we do qualify for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JLA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2122518162394770437-1158482838649684198?l=jlynnadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/feeds/1158482838649684198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2122518162394770437&amp;postID=1158482838649684198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/1158482838649684198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/1158482838649684198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/2007/10/life-and-government-assistance.html' title='Life and Government assistance'/><author><name>Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09493244788750806421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1At5i8yuX4I/SDNm77YKj9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/a_I_aiQ-QA4/S220/Picture+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2122518162394770437.post-3179155892356201492</id><published>2007-10-28T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T14:48:22.440-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INSPIRATIONAL'/><title type='text'>God given Strength</title><content type='html'>hello everyone, I wanted to let you know a little more about me, my life and the road that I have been on for the past couple of years. As I said (in about section) I am a mother and a wife. I am a writer and an author. I am also a student. I have spent the last two years dealing with the most difficult road I have been faced with in my entire life. You know, when you are a child, you always feel that everything you are going through is so hard and then as you get older you are faced with a new problem, or situation and then you say to yourself "this is definitely the hardest thing I have been through".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I come to say that I truly have been face with the most difficult road in my life over the past two years. Yet, despite everything (with the encouragement of my husband and family) I published my first book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost two years ago, when I was 6 1/2 mo. pregnant I began to have problems with my health. I ended up having 2 surgeries within 4 days. It was hard to go in for the first surgery. I was so scared for my baby and me, but my husband (who is very supportive) pointed me in the right direction and lifted my faith. God did indeed take care of me and my baby during the surgery however, it was still such an emotional time for me and my family. After the first surgery, 4 days later I ended up having to have another surgery...talk about more emotional stress. Not just for me, but for my family. My children ( bless their hearts) were so concerned and crying their hearts out because they were worried and did not want me in the hospital. It was so hard for me to keep it together and not break down in front of them, yet I did. As soon as they left, I cried and prayed to God. He yet again, kept me and my baby safe during surgery, but that is not where my difficult road ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past two years, I have had to continue this rough path of surgery after surgery. Watching my family go through just as much emotional pain as myself. This has been such an emotional roller coaster for us. I have continually had to go in for surgery after surgery because my body has been resistant to heal. Yet, despite how much I felt I could not go on with the pain anymore or go through it anymore...I always felt that there is no way I could muster up the strength to go through it again...God was there and continues to be there, giving me the much needed strength I need to get through it each and every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess what I am trying to say is...When you are faced with a difficult road...Look to God and he will give you the strength you need to walk on and pass through your difficult road. I am not yet done with my difficult road and I have to say it HAS been a journey, but I know that God will continue to give me the strength to continue on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jana signing off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2122518162394770437-3179155892356201492?l=jlynnadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/feeds/3179155892356201492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2122518162394770437&amp;postID=3179155892356201492' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/3179155892356201492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/3179155892356201492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/2007/10/god-given-strength.html' title='God given Strength'/><author><name>Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09493244788750806421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1At5i8yuX4I/SDNm77YKj9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/a_I_aiQ-QA4/S220/Picture+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2122518162394770437.post-6804410824919693875</id><published>2007-10-19T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T14:55:10.478-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unknown love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introduction to book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INSPIRATIONAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>MY Introduction to my Book</title><content type='html'>I WANTED TO TAKE THE TIME RIGHT NOW TO POST THE INTRODUCTION TO MY BOOK "Unknown Love" THAT I PUBLISHED...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all wonder, at some point in time, what it truly means to love and be loved. This book was created in love, about love and for love. It was created so that you may join me in my journey to find this unknown love. It is a story, a journal of my life from child to womanhood. As a young girl, on the brinks of many new emotions I had yet to explore, I began my journey. As I experienced new feelings and emotions, I wrote about them. I wrote of life, love and what I thought love to be. At the age of 14, I wrote my first poem. As I grew with each new experience in life, my poetry grew with me. In this book you will see my perceptions of what love was through the eyes of a young girl, a young woman, and through the eyes of a saved woman. My search for love took me through many triumphs and tribulations. I thought, on different occasions that I had finally found what many of us so desire. I thought I had found my true love. Many times I was wrong, yet I still searched to find this love so I could fill this strong void I felt in my heart. It’s funny, looking back on my life, I see now that the greatest love had been there all along. There were times when I felt there wasn’t any hope and times when I felt like giving up, but God was always there to bring me through. He was present in every aspect of my life but as a young girl who had fallen away from him and even a young woman, I didn’t realize it at the time. &lt;br /&gt; Through each of my life’s experiences of love, pain and confusion I continued to write them down. There were many times throughout my life when God spoke to me through my poetry. He was showing me that he was there to love me, to comfort me and bring me happiness. He was reaching out to show me that he was there to give me a love much greater than what I could possibly find here on earth. God continued to reach out to me until one day I reached back. Through his ever- present love, he brought me back to him. He showered me with his love, as he did many times before. This time was different though, for my mind and heart were opened which allowed me to feel and experience his love to the fullest.  The void I had been trying to fill all of these years was finally gone. God filled it with the most powerful love of all, His.&lt;br /&gt; I hope in reading this it will give you hope and inspiration. I hope it will show you that you are not alone in your life’s journey. I pray you will see that no matter what you may be going through or have gone through in your journey, God is there. He is waiting and always reaching out to give you the greatest love of all. Be patient, for just as God has chosen for someone on earth to love you, he has also chosen the perfect time to bring that person to you. I pray that you seek and find God’s love first, for when you do your heart will be complete, as mine was when I found him once again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2122518162394770437-6804410824919693875?l=jlynnadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/feeds/6804410824919693875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2122518162394770437&amp;postID=6804410824919693875' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/6804410824919693875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/6804410824919693875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-introduction-to-my-book.html' title='MY Introduction to my Book'/><author><name>Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09493244788750806421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1At5i8yuX4I/SDNm77YKj9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/a_I_aiQ-QA4/S220/Picture+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2122518162394770437.post-2222222138254886492</id><published>2007-07-02T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T15:02:32.643-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Picture slide shows</title><content type='html'>HELLO ALL. AS YOU CAN SEE THERE ARE SOME SLIDE SHOWS OF OUR CAMPING TRIP. THESE ARE PICTURES OF MY FAMILY. WE ALL HAD FUN AT THE WATER PARK. AREN'T MY FAMILY SOOO BEAUTIFUL? i THINK SO. JUST THOUGHT I WOULD SHARE ALL OF THIS WITH YOU. I AM STILL LEARNING ABOUT THIS BLOG THING AND I AM TRYING TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO FIND OTHER BLOG PAGES TO READ AND FIND FRIENDS AND COMMENT ON THEM. I AM HOPING TO FIND SOME NICE RIENDS ON HERE. HAVE A BLESSED DAY AND GOD BLESS YOU ALL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2122518162394770437-2222222138254886492?l=jlynnadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/feeds/2222222138254886492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2122518162394770437&amp;postID=2222222138254886492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/2222222138254886492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/2222222138254886492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/2007/07/picture-slide-shows.html' title='Picture slide shows'/><author><name>Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09493244788750806421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1At5i8yuX4I/SDNm77YKj9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/a_I_aiQ-QA4/S220/Picture+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2122518162394770437.post-668504358942975463</id><published>2007-07-02T07:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T15:01:25.713-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:280px; 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HELLO PEOPLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;WELL WE JUST GOT BACK FROM OUR ANNUAL CAMPING TRIP TO INDIANA BEACH. WHERE DO i START???? WELL TO START IT IS TAKING ME SOME TIME TO GET BACK IN TO THE TYPING MODE. I HAVE ALREADY MESSED UP A FEW TIMES. HE!HE! ANYWAY, FOR THE MOST PART OUR TRIP WAS GOOD. WE HUNG OUT AT THE CAMP SITE FOR THE FIRST NIGHT AND HAD A BON FIRE. MY PUPPIES (6MO. OLD) DIDN'T KNOW HOW TO TAKE EVERYTHING. THEY ARE INSIDE DOGS AND NEVER BEEN CHAINED UP. SO I GUESS YOU CAN GUESS THEIR REACTION TO BEING CHAINED TO A TREE. THEY BARKED AND WHINED FOR A WHILE...OK MAYBE NOT A WHILE, MORE LIKE I UNLEASHED THEM AND LAIED DOWN IN THE TENT WITH THEM. WHICH BY THE WAY WAS NO LONGER THAN AN HOUR BEFORE I TOOK THEM IN THE TENT WITH ME. THEY ARE&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; BIG TIME MOMMY'S BOYS&lt;/span&gt;. AND I SAY CAN YOU BLAME THEM. MY HUSBAND GOT THEM FOR ME FOR VALENTINE'S DAY BECAUSE I HAVE ALWAYS WANTED A BEAGLE. NOW I HAVE TWO BROTHERS...SCRAPPY AND SNOOPY. I ALSO HAVE A LAB BUT DUE TO THE FACT THAT HE DOES NOT LIKE MY BROTHER OR MY BROTHER'S DOG, WE HAD TO LET HIM STAY HOME AND MY FRIEND TOOK CARE OF HIM. I HAVE TO TELL YOU THOUGH IT WAS HARD TO LEAVE HIM BEHIND. WE SHOWED HIM THE MUCH NEEDED LOVE WHEN WE GOT HOME THOUGH. HE IS OUR BIG BABY BOY. WE CALL HIM LIL' PIMPIN'&lt;br /&gt;    ANYWAY BACK TO THE CAMPING TRIP. MY YOUNGEST CHILD (OUR BABY 1YR. OLD) DIDN'T KNOW HOW TO HANDLE THE CAMPING THING EITHER. SHE &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVES LOVES LOVES OUTSIDE!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; SO US TRYING TO GET HER TO SLEEP WAS NOT EASY. SHE WAS LIKE "HEY I'M OUTSIDE AND YOU ACTUALLY EXPECT ME TO SLEEP!!!" BUT WE FINALLY GOT HER TO SLEEP TOO AFTER A LONG TIME OF ROCKING AND PATTING SHE ZONKED OUT. THE FOLLOWING DAY WE ALL WENT TO THE SMALL WATER PARK AT THE CAMP SITE AND THE KIDS HAD A BLAST! I EVEN WENT THROUGH THE WATER A BIT. I TOOK MY BABY AROUND AND SHE WAS A BIT FREAKED OUT BECAUSE THERE WAS WATER SHOOTING OUT OF EVERYTHING IN EVERY DIRECTION. SHE LOVES THE TUB BUT HATES THE SHOWER SO YOU CAN IMAGINE HER FACE. I DID HOLD ON TO HER WHILE WE WENT DOWN A SMALL WATER SLIDE AND SHE DID NOT MIND THAT TOO MUCH. THEN ALL SHE WANTED WAS TO LAY ON DADDY'S LAP CURLED UP IN HER BEACH TOWEL. THE OTHER KIDS WERE HAVING SO MUCH FUN THAT WE ALL DID NOT REALIZE WE HAD BEEN OUT THERE FOR HOURS...THEN IT WAS TIME FOR DINNER. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I GOT BURNT!!!!&lt;/span&gt; ONLY ON MY BACK, BECAUSE I FAILED TO PUT SUNBLOCK THERE, BUT PUT IT EVERY WHERE ELSE. LATER THAT NIGHT AFTER DINNER, I STAYED BACK WITH THE BABIES AND DOGS WHILE THE REST OF MY FAMILY AND KIDS WENT TO GO FISHING. I WOULD SAY THAT ME, THE BABIES, AND THE PUPPIES WERE KNOCKED OUT WITH IN AN HOUR.&lt;br /&gt;    THE NEXT MORNING WHEN WE WOKE UP WE SAW THAT IT HAD RAINED ALOT AND I MEAN A LOT!!! EVERYTHING WAS SOAKED AND IT WAS STILL RAINING. MY MOM WENT DOWN TO GET EVERYONE A PONCHO AND DISPITE THE RAIN WE TOOK THE KIDS TO THE BOARD WALK TO PLAY SOME GAMES. THE ORIGINAL PLAN WAS FOR THEM TO RIDE RIDES ALL DAY, BUT ALL THAT WE COULD DO WAS TO LET THEM PLAY SOME GAMES SINCE THE RIDES WERE SHUT DOWN. THEY HAD FUN NONTHELESS, BUT WHEN IT STARTED TO RAIN HARDER, WE HAD NO CHOICE BUT TO GO BACK AND START TO PACK UP CAMP A DAY EARLIER. IF NOT EVERYTHING WOULD HAVE BEEN RUINED. SO WE LEFT CAMP A DAY EARLY.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OH, BY THE WAY MY OLDEST DAUGHTER CAUGHT HER FIRST FISH!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; SHE WAS PROUD, AND ESPECIALLY SINCE IT WAS HER FIRST AND SHE WAS THE ONLY ONE TO CATCH A FISH!&lt;br /&gt;WELL THAT'S ABOUT IT FOR NOW. EVERY ONE HAVE A BLESSED DAY. TALK SOON,   ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2122518162394770437-7401010425223842866?l=jlynnadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/feeds/7401010425223842866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2122518162394770437&amp;postID=7401010425223842866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/7401010425223842866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/7401010425223842866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/2007/06/our-camping-trip.html' title='OUR CAMPING TRIP'/><author><name>Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09493244788750806421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1At5i8yuX4I/SDNm77YKj9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/a_I_aiQ-QA4/S220/Picture+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2122518162394770437.post-7407336883523167598</id><published>2007-06-21T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T15:03:48.168-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general'/><title type='text'>HELLO EVERYONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;HI EVERYONE,&lt;br /&gt;MY NAME IS JANA AND I AM NEW TO BLOGGING&lt;br /&gt;I DIDN'T EVEN UNDERSTAND WHAT A BLOG WAS UNTIL&lt;br /&gt;MY COUSIN GAVE ME HIS BLOG AND THEN I DECIDED TO GIVE IT&lt;br /&gt;A TRY. I HAVE A MYSPACE ACCOUNT THAT I CREATED A FEW MONTHS&lt;br /&gt;AGO. I LEAR SOMETHING NEW ON IT EVERY TIME I GET ON THERE.&lt;br /&gt;MY HUSBAND STARTED AN ACCOUNT THERE TOO&lt;br /&gt;JUST 1 MONTH AGO AND ALREADY KNOWS MORE ABOUT&lt;br /&gt;IT THAN I DO. I FIND MYSELF LEARNING MORE AND MORE FROM HIM ABOUT IT&lt;br /&gt;DAY BY DAY. I STARTED THE ACCOUNT TO PROMOTE MY NEWLY PUBLISHED BOOK&lt;br /&gt;TITLED "UNKNOWN LOVE" IT IS AVAILABLE AT publishamerica.com&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE A FEW SAMPLES OF MY WORK ON MY PAGE AND&lt;br /&gt;ALSO THE INTRODUCTION TO MY BOOK TO GIVE PEOPLE&lt;br /&gt;AN IDEA OF WHAT IT IS ABOUT.&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY DON'T KNOW WHAT ELSE TO SAY RIGHT NOW&lt;br /&gt;OTHER THAN THE FACT THAT I THINK I WILL LIKE THIS&lt;br /&gt;BLOGGING THING. I GUESS I WILL BE ASKING MY HUSBAND&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO FIND BLOGS AND OTHER STUFF ABOUT THIS BLOGGING THING.&lt;br /&gt;HE IS GOOD AT THAT KIND OF COMPUTER STUFF AND&lt;br /&gt;I AM GOOD AT THE OTHER COMPUTER STUFF. LIKE WORD, PUBLISHER, POWER POINT ETC. I HAVE TO GET GOING NOW BECAUSE WE ARE ABOUT TO LEAVE&lt;br /&gt;FOR OUR ANNUAL FAMILY CAMPING TRIP TO INDIANA BEACH.&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I GET BACK I WILL POST A SAMPLE OF MY WORK ON HERE TOO&lt;br /&gt;SO ALL WHO READ MY BLOG CAN GET AN IDEA OF WHAT IS IN MY BOOK.&lt;br /&gt;GOD BLESS ALL WHO VISIT ME AND HAVE A GOOD DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2122518162394770437-7407336883523167598?l=jlynnadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/feeds/7407336883523167598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2122518162394770437&amp;postID=7407336883523167598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/7407336883523167598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2122518162394770437/posts/default/7407336883523167598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlynnadams.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello-everyone.html' title='HELLO EVERYONE'/><author><name>Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09493244788750806421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1At5i8yuX4I/SDNm77YKj9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/a_I_aiQ-QA4/S220/Picture+36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
