Thank You to All Our Dedicated Angels


 April 13th, 2020


 To All Hospital Employees:

In this difficult time of the COVID-19 virus,  I wish to personally THANK each and every one of you who are putting yourselves into harm’s way to keep others safe.

It is a difficult, unselfish, and courageous job you are doing, and I want  to  THANK  EACH of YOU,  from the bottom of my heart. I am deeply appreciative. I sincerely hope you receive the protective equipment you require to carry out your essential tasks, and I pray that NONE of you acquire this deadly killer while carrying out such a dedicated service.

I’m sure that our nation, as well as the world, prays that this virus is as short- lived as possible, and that we will soon be back to where we all were before this deadly killer attacked. Please note that ALL of you are highly respected for going above and beyond to keep us safe.  For THIS, you have my deepest gratitude.

God Bless You All







What is the Meaning of Life

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This philosophical question has been around since the beginning of mankind. Well, I am happy to announce that after my 40 plus years, I have finally figured out the answer.

Think about it, what do we crave? What makes us happy and content WITH it, yet, sad and lonely without it? What makes us dance on air, and act like we are 15 again? If you answered LOVE, then you are right.

Funny isn’t it, such a complex question, yet such a simplistic answer. We were placed here on this Earth to love. Love ourselves, love others, and to show our love for our fellow man.

No, I’m not a preacher; I am just a simple woman who has discovered a truth that can indeed change the world. Without love we are NOTHING, with love, we are everything.

I must admit, I thought I had it all with a high powered job, money to burn, and all of the expensive toys money could buy. What I never had however, was true love. I was lonely in my heart even though I possessed all of life’s material things.

It wasn’t until I acquired LOVE that my life became complete and really happy. Love IS LIFE, love is compassionate, love is forgiving, kind, and gives us the strength to carry on when needed.

Whether you are materially rich or poor matters not, LOVE knows no boundaries, has no limits, and is not selfish to the body’s needs. With love, we are one with the universe, one with whichever God you may believe in, and at peace within our souls.

Find love within your hearts, share that love with others, and with each person we meet. Remember, according to St. Paul in Corinthians 13:13, “There are three things that last, Faith, Hope, and Love, and the greatest of these is love.”

I share my love with each of you, and I pray you also do the same with others.

Until Later…








I bow to Heaven’s gate, as the bowels of Hell are opened.

Slowly rolling clouds of black, surround a sunless sky.

In the distance, the grumbling of Natures displeasure,

Tuned to the sound of menacing claps of explosives.


 Ever pounding against the sweet green grass below, the Earth, quakes,

And Hades displays, that it, too, holds the power to cause the  planets to quiver.

Slowly, intermittent sun, peeks through the forbidden sheets of black,

The destructive power wanes, and the eye of God once again prevails anew.










A Letter to God

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Dear Omnipotent Spirit:

It has come to my attention, the world is going to Hell in a hand basket. With all the rhetoric regarding nuclear war, the killing of innocent victims, suicide bombings, and the resurgence of war talk everywhere, I have come to You for help.

The world you created was one in which man should have worshipped you, and lived in peace and harmony forever. The only flaw as I see it was your giving us “free will”. Because we are a flawed race, it became easy for the forces of evil to seep into our nature and lead us astray.

That being said, it appears that the evil in the world has taken over, and that decent folks are doing everything they can to muddle through. While I believe that there IS some good in everyone, it appears the lines from Julius Ceasar, spoken by Marc Anthony at Ceasar’s funeral were correct: “The evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their bones”.

I sincerely ask, with the help of your grace, the leaders of the world will realize that nuclear war is just a waste for ALL sides. No one wins. Every other option is moot. Let us put down our arms and convert them to plowshares.

Guide us, and bring us ALL back into your fold. Peace and tranquility for all, and a sharing of ALL our resources to help those who have less. Wouldn’t this be a better way to live?

Thanks for listening.

Your devoted servant,








Just Ask Sooz

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Dear Sooz:

Hi there Sooz, not really sure how to open here. I read your Ask Sooz all the time, and it has come to be that now I have a problem. My name is Muriel and I am a 26 year old woman. My husband of 5 years, let’s call him Jack, is a very good person except for one thing, he has an explosive temper.

I had seen glimpses of it before we were married, but recently he has accelerated the number of incidents. There doesn’t seem to be any real explanation for them and I am quite concerned for my 4 year old and myself.

I have asked him what is wrong on several occasions, and he merely dismisses me saying that it is in my mind. I have tried to have him go to a counselor, but he is too macho and won’t do it.

I am afraid and don’t know what my next move should be, can you help us?

Fearful Wife


Dear Fearful Wife:

Your husband may be exhibiting signs of an abusive husband. You didn’t mention in your letter if he has hit you or your child. Is there anything at work that is bothering him, (Not that that is an excuse to abuse you), or anything else in his life that could have brought on this behavior?

My concern is for you and your child. If he experiences this abusive behavior again, take your child and leave for a shelter. He may very well have grown up in an abusive family, and IF so, the same abusive behavior may have carried over to him.

He NEEDS to seek counseling, no ands, ifs, or buts about it. Treatment can help but HE needs to be willing to go and seek help. Remember, stay safe, if this continues, he could be a spouse batterer. Please let me know if this goes on any further.




Shades of Hell

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As I sit here by the banks of the river Styx, I peer out into the cold and empty darkness.

Fear fills my body, and the sadness from a thousand lifetimes sift through my brain.

I am alone; waiting for the inevitable finality, my conscience must be examined.


Woe to those who have the curse of breasts, pleasant to the sight, and tempting to the touch.

Few have seen without being condemned to its pleasures of lascivious gesture. Many have I called, but only a few have ignored my siren’s cry.

Woe again to those who have felt my passion, and have become a pinnacle of Lust’s desire; within my womb, there lays a contemptuous fire, ignited by the curse of my heated loins, tempting both men and women into my Devil’s cavern.

I pray that Hades will judge me NOT by his pitchfork of revenge, but by the actions I have done worth the merit of forgiveness. Seek Yee not shall I ask for his forgiveness, only the mercy he commands necessary.


The Struggle


Oh ravaged wings of time,

Return me not to the trials and tribulations of demons past, but

Release me from the evils that play upon my mind.

Let my strength be my guide, and thy will, to be my sword.


While the fruit of nature’s poison tempts my very soul,

Let me be steadfast and true to my body’s innocence.

Guide me along the path of righteousness,

And release me from the evils of a bygone time.


Carry me upon thy wings,

And secure my spirit with thy grace.










Just Ask Sooz


Dear Sooz:

I am writing you today because I am at the end of my rope. My husband served in Afghanistan and was killed by an IED a few years ago. At first, I was in shock, and the grief didn’t have time to sink in yet.

Immediately after the burial, a wall of sadness hit me hard and has remained with me until today. I have gone to my parish minister for help but as much as he tries, it still hasn’t helped to relieve my pain.

I just don’t even feel like getting up in the morning. I feel alone and hopeless. I am just moving on from day to day, and drinking myself to sleep at night. You are my last link, please help me.

Sad Sack


Dear Sad Sack:

First, let me say how sorry I am for your loss. I also want to say that your husband died a HERO and I support his choice to defend this fine country. As for you, everyone deals with grief in their own way. You “Seem” to be in a state of major depression.

The first thing I would have you do is to see your own Dr. Perhaps in the short time, he/she can prescribe something to take the edge of your depression if that’s what he diagnoses.

Secondly, I am sending you a few support group pamphlets with other folks in your situation. Many times just talking with others about THEIR grief makes YOU feel better. I would definitely recommend this for you.

The other thing I would recommend is to get up relatively early, say 7 or 8AM and plan your day the night before. If you like looking at Art Galleries, then do that, shopping, Work, etc., just get OUT and DO something. This should help take your mind off your grief.

Time will eventually heal your wound, but for now, you must try and help yourself. Good luck.







Does Your Drinking Match Your Social Ineptness


For years, I have always perceived myself as being a social cast-a-way. Now, I realize for those who read me, you may see me as flamboyant, aggressive, and a total type A personality. Well, in truth, those emotions, or traits WERE there, but were only displayed from being intoxicated.

Now, when I was drinking, I was pretty much drunk all the time, but, from years of heavy drinking, I would seem absolutely normal. Oh sure, if you came up to me and smelled my breath, you would smell the vodka behind many various mints and mouth sprays, but you would never KNOW that I had been drinking all along.

I’m certainly not a psychiatrist, but, MY psychiatrist says I drank from a fear of abandonment. When my father killed himself and my mother was such a mess, I had lost the only close knit family I knew, until my Aunt Carol came along and helped pick up the pieces. She, from that time on, was the only GOOD thing in my life.

Even with my Aunt Carol though, I always felt alone and socially inept. Drinking was a crutch that helped fix that sense of loneliness and the alcohol seemed to help make me feel more socially in tune with others.

It was all fun and games for a while until the booze started taking over my life. I no longer just wanted a drink to more sociable; I NEEDED that drink now to do what it did so well.

The years rolled by and so did my drinking skills. Now, I could drink vast amounts of liquor and still APPEAR sober. Only I knew the vicious circle I was getting sucked into. A drink or three in the morning, then again at work to get me through the day, drunk at night until I would pass out, sometimes peeing myself and embarrassed when awakening. I was a mess, but I would start the whole thing all over again the next morning.

I guess what I am saying is, if you ARE or see yourself in these same scenarios, stop, take a good hard look at yourself and ask yourself WHY? WHY am I doing this? If you can, throw out the alcohol, join an AA group, and get yourself a good sponsor. Without a good sponsor I would have gone right back to drinking again. Every day I get up, I STILL wanna drink, it’s only by the grace of God and a good sponsor that I am still on the straight and narrow.

Hopefully this has helped someone, if not, well, at least thank you for listening to my story…



Just Ask Sooz


Dear Sooz:

I have a problem; I’m a single mom with 5 kids, 3 boys and 2 girls. I work 2 jobs Sooz to try and make ends meet, I get home tired, and I am continuously yelling and disciplining them, usually the boys. I am at my wits end and I’m afraid that I will do something I shouldn’t.

I love my kids, but the stresses of everyday life are getting beyond me. My kids are 8,7,5,3, and 1. It seems as though there is no way out, and I don’t know what to do. Can you help me?

At Wits End


Dear At Wits End:

First of all, you need a break. Do you have ANYONE who could watch your brood for a couple of days while you recuperate? Secondly, while I am sure money is tight; I would definitely recommend some professional counseling.

I am enclosing the names and phone numbers of a couple of professionals that I know in your area who will evaluate your case Pro-Bono. You may just get the counseling you need for free.

PLEASE call one of them as I believe you could really use someone to talk with about your situation. Hey, they may also be able to recommend a good support group for you that should help ease your burden.

Believe me, they’re people out there that WANT to help you, LET THEM. Please let me know what you decide to do as I am very concerned. Thank you and good luck.