A bit more about me and my husband...

My husband and I met while I was in another relationship with a not so good guy. He treated me like dirt and said horrible things that are somehow still stuck in the back of my brain. My real knight in shining armour came to my rescue in his little red beretta. I am forever grateful, forever thankful for this amazing man who came into my life at the time I needed him the most.
Conrad is a man after God's own heart. He is real with himself and with others. He always sees the glass half full, and is always always happy. He looks at the brighter side of things, always hoping and praying for the best, and in every circumstance he trusts fully in God. He likes to joke, and have fun. Conrad is my hero. A truly happy human being. He is happier now that he has found his dream girl. More smiles upon his face, more jokes coming out of his mouth, and not so much computer game playing! Woot! I love him with all of my heart. God has placed him in my life, he has hand chosen him for me, and I for him. Forever I will be faithful, forever I will love him.

A couple wedding pictures

Here are a couple of pictures of me on my wedding day, which took place November 17, 2007.
I will soon post a couple more of my husband and I. You can kind of see him in the background of the first picture.

North of La Ronge, a slam poem

North of La Ronge (Slam Poetry)

I look at a child

a little native child

and I see the pain in her eyes

so lost so broken and full of fear

she can't eat, she can't sleep

she can't play

nightmares are not true

but why? God where are you?

Questions fill her head unending

like the rain fills the sea

will I get to eat today?

Will my uncle touch me that way?

When will my mom come home?

I feel so all alone!

Day after day she waits

for love for hope for joy

for change, for life, for freedom,

all she gets is neglected, abused

and without food this child tries to live

hateful words

words spoken over her

have an everlasting affect

you're stupid, you're retarded, you will never amount to anything

you're worthless, you're careless, you're impossible

get out, get lost

I don't care what you do

not forgetting, not forgiving

the child tries to live

I see her parents are just as lost, so young

searching for what is true

but all they found was drugs

and alcohol and person who says I love you

but didn't mean it

they as well was like that child

who had those questions and thoughts

but because of lost hope

they couldn't say no to the things that bind them up

I see it, I hear it

each day, everyday

nothing changes

all hope is still lost

my heartaches, my heart breaks

for each child, each person

lost to this false love

lost in the words

my heartaches my heart breaks

for the lost, for the broken

my heartaches my heart breaks

for the lost for the dying

my heartaches my heart breaks

for North of La Ronge.