Ugh!!!

So, I thought this was going to be easy. WRONG!!!!!

All of the work I have done so far is in Word 2000, and I can't just copy and paste it into this blog. I can copy it, but when I go to this blog to paste it, the word 'paste' is not bolded. You know what that means, right? I can't do it. Ugh!!! Frustrating!!!!!

I want to enter Mom's information now, but I still have all of Dad's stuff to enter. I don't have a lot left. I am just retyping it into here. I hope I am not missing stuff from his stories. This is where my work in data processing helps me. Why am I complaining? Well, the history from his funeral program is in Spanish. If I retype it I will lose all of the accent marks. Those take a long time to do. I am racking my brain to figure out how to put this in here.

Also, how do I add the program. I think I am going to have to scan it, and put it in here like a picture. I guess there are some advantages to having this blog in here, and some disadvantages. I will just make do because this history needs to be done before anyone else dies, and the stories are forgotten.

The sad thing is that I thought of doing this when Dad was already loosing his hearing, and I was not there on his last anniversary to document his life story. Why???? Why did none of you think to write it????? (Sorry, I hope I don't make you feel bad, but maybe bad enough to write it in here. Hee, hee.) I hope those of you who were there remember some of what he said and add it in here. Now does it make sense to you why I was frustrated that I was not there? I had been working on this for a while.

I knew he was dying. He knew it. I only hope you remember all he said, and please, please, please write it in here. OH, and please don't be made at me for making this blog. I am really worried about that too. I hope you all think this is a good idea too.

I won't know until this Christmas if you are going to chew me out or be happy I did this for us. My stomach is in knots just thinking about it. How are you going to receive this gift??? How, how, how.....happy or angry????? I wish I could get my hands on a crystal ball right about now.

Would it stop me from making this book if you were mad? No, I still NEED to do this, I HAVE to do this for us. This work is consuming me, and I hope you unstand why I chose the blog.

Here's the explanation:
I was going to make the book, and have it all printed out for you, but Wow! that is a lot of money for me to gift this to 8 people. Especially when you think of the printing costs of photos. Then I thought I would put it on a disk, but disks scratch, and cost money too. Then the blog idea came to me. Now that is great! No cost and it's out there for all of us to view and copy at our leisure. Plus, you can add your stories to this too.

I want ALL of our stories in here. Any contribution you want to put in here is great. Oh, and I want the in-laws to participate too. Delia, Chuck, and Glenn are a part of this family. So, your life stories are WANTED too. Also, you had dealings with the family and memories with us that we may not remember.

I want the grandchildren to participate too. Any Nana/Tata/Abuelito/Abuelita, Your parents, Aunts, Uncles, etc... stories are very much WANTED. So, please feel free to contribute to this blog. I hope you "kids" (using this loosely as some of you are adults now) like this idea, and add any story you want to add.

OK, this post is too long. So, I am going to stop now. I hope you get my passion for this project, and understand why I NEED, NEED, NEED to do this for us. If not, here is a Bible scripture that I hope will help you understand.

Malachi 4: 5, 6
"Behold, I will send you Elijah the prophet before the coming of the great and dreadful day of the Lord: And he shall turn the heart of the fathers to the children, and the heart of the children to their fathers, lest I come and smite the earth with a curse."