Welcome to my blog, Real Event Lifestories

I wanted to share some stories from me and my family. I added some poems and drawings and will probably add more in the near future. I also have a second blog about drugs and pictures.

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Poem: Love at First Site

From the first moment I seen you eyes, I fell in love with you.

When I was young I was so in love, my eyes could only see you.
My heart pounded really hard every time I was near you.
Just the smell of your cologne drove me wild,
when you were not in site and made me think of you.
I couldn't hardly wait to be with you.


Your strong arms held me tight, I felt real secure and save inside.
When you gave your pretty smile I was real happy with you.
I waited and waited impatiently to see you again.
It took month after month that I finally got  to be with you again. 
I spoke very little in your mother's tongue.
Our communication was very limited. 
The first year we lived together we had communication problems,
because he did not understand my language and I did not understand his.
 So we sort of guessed what we meant to say.
 But we managed to work it out anyway.

By Gabriele Bales

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Poem...............THE FOOL

The Fool             
                                                                                                                                     
A man with a thousand faces leaves no traces.
And a smile can cut a mile.
The women he keeps are plenty and right on hand.
This man is very much in demand.
One snap with his finger and the women will linger.
He knows just what to say and usually gets his way.
He is very  charming indeed and the women he has are intrigued.         
                                                                                                                                            
He is somewhat kind of mistereous and women love to be curious.
No woman knows of one and another.
He must feel like he is undercover.
So he won't be discovered.

By Gabriele Bales

Friday, May 27, 2011

Poem........Mother Love

Mother Love

A Mothers love means being always there,
 to lend an ear or a shoulder.
A Mothers love never judges its book by its  cover
A Mothers love brings joy and peace of mind.
 A Mothers love is sweet and kind.
A Mothers love brings Harmony and tranquil moments.                                            
A Mothers love is positive, reassuring and forgiving.
A Mothers love never lies always tells the truth.
A Mothers love is giving and she always worries.
That's Mother Love

Saturday, April 2, 2011

My Boyfriend

I have been told
I am very SPECIAL"!
That's how my boyfriend thinks.
But when it comes to loving me, he'd rather pick up a drink.                                                                   Congratulations join the circle,     your the BIG WINNER here.                                                              I feel  I am very privileged to be with him after all these years.
We never go out haven't for years and enjoyed  our company.

He thinks he is using me as an old spare while shopping around for a new one.
I suppose you don't have to go very far,  " see"! 
Their sits one right there at the bar.
She is going to be told, she is very special, like the one before.
I am tired sitting here all alone wasting my precious time,
hoping for good ole times to return.
If you can take your love away, you can't expect any in return.                                              
Time for a new boyfriend.

Anime Girl

Anime Girl

Thursday, March 31, 2011

Taking it easy on a Sunday afternoon


Taking it easy on a Sunday afternoon


Springtime Flowers in bloom


Sunday, March 13, 2011

Am Wilden Kaiser


Posted by PicasaI drew this picture  from a skiing trip I went on. Am Wilden Kaiser in Austria. 

Monday, March 7, 2011

Thursday, February 24, 2011

Poem...........The Coward

The man I used to love                                                                                                                             has changed in so  many ways.
I met him long  ago.               
When our eyes met, my hands began to sweat.
I fell in love right away.
Everything  was fine at first                                                                                                                             but he slowly fell for his thirst                                                                                                                         and got drunk time after time.
The shame I endured, the cut downs I received,
I thought !                              
" Love will make everything go away".                                                                                                      

Sunday, February 20, 2011

Poem..............My Prison

I am in my own prison I call home it holds a lot of  memories.
My mind is kind of the same,
I feel my memories starting to drive me insane.                                                                                                                                                        I am all alone held captive,
like on a ball  and chain.
I am stuck in between these prison walls surrounded by these memories
that chained my soul I like to brake them down
I  only hold the key                                                                                                                                      to set me free                                                                                                                                           from the walls of my own prison.

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Poem.....My Mind

My mind traveled oh so far,                                                                                                                        my spirit as my guide.
Across the ocean and beyond                                                                                                                      to the other side.
To many dreams to follow and to see.
My vessel might never reach it's destiny.
Where ever my vessel takes me, I will explore.
 Always searching for answers and satisfy the hunger for more.

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Poem;.............A Heart

A Heart full of joy is light and happy
but a Heart of shadow is dark  and heavy                                                                                                    It pounds a quiet  thump, thump,thump,                                                                                                    But when excited it will jump,jump,jump.                                                                                 
The blood will pump from top to bottom                                                                                                      and when angry constrict a vain.
You better watch out don't let that happen,                                                                                                   because a clot may become your problem.
So always take good care of me, exercise me,                                                                                              keep me light and happy.
Like I said a Heart full of Joy is light. How easy it is to take me for granted.              
So please take a listen and heat the warning,                                                                                              because on day may come like it did for me.                                                                                              Thank the Lord for saving me.
 

A near brush with death

Near Death Experience.

It started out to be a usual Saturday, April 2004, with sunshine and the temperature was in the mid 70's today. I thought today I'm going to stay busy. Well, the morning started out kind of slow. I slept in this morning. I remember I thought it was around 10, o 'clock when I got up. My husband already made coffee for us two. I  poured myself a good hot cup of coffee and drank another one. In the meantime it ended up being around 12,o' clock, my husband got ready and I thought I'll get ready later on. I started to do so some house chores by this time it was 2,o'clock. My husband and I warmed up some leftovers we had from the day before, for Lunch. Everything is still fine with me.
So I went outside to sweep the back porch and the sidewalks off. My neighbors are outside too, doing some yard work that they always do. When I was done sweeping, I let some water into the bucket and told my husband I'm going to wash the car. My neighbors seen me rinse the car off and yelled over to me, when I'm done with my car, I outta come over and do the same to their car. We both laughed about that comment and I told them both  that I had enough to do over here.

I started to wash the top and then the windshield, but when I started to wash the hood, I started to feel  an awful lot of pain in my upper stomach. I told my husband I had to go inside to take sum Tums but they did not work.My face felt clammy like a cool sweat and I got sick to my stomach. Of course I ended up vomiting. My body felt real weak and I hurried up to lay down. These horrible  pains are more then a sour stomach. I thought this is more like a heat attack. I never felt so much pain in my entire life. The pains traveled clear through to my back down both arms clear down to my fingertips. It was about 4:10PM. I told my husband Harry, please call 911, but he thought the pains would subside pretty soon. Well, they didn't.
 I said again, please call, he finally did call the emergency. My arms felt so weak I could not keep them on my body or next to me, they fell right back down. That's how weak I was at that point in time.
Finally the Emergency arrived at our house. When they checked everything they informed me and my husband, that I was indeed suffering a heart attack. So off I went in the ambulance to the hospital. my husband followed the ambulance to the hospital.I guess they had given me a clot buster, but that didn't work and the emergency doctor at the hospital, referred me to the Columbus hospital. So they wheeled me out to a helicopter that life lighted me to Columbus. The flight didn't last very long only twenty minutes. 
                   As I was wheeled out of the helicopter, I thought we had landed on the roof.That's how it looked to me anyway. So I was admitted to Riverside Hospital. We went on an elevator and down a hallway, to the operating room. I was able to see what time it was it was 5;30PM. The pains where still the same  like on a scale from on to ten they were a ten.                                                       
In the meantime my husband went to our sons apartment told him what had occurred, and then the both of them drove to Columbus, which is about an hours drive from our house. My husband informed me later on that the both of  them kind of got lost on the way to the hospital, and it took them a little longer to find the place. Back to me,  the wonderful doctors performed Angioplasty on me and placed a Stent into my heart.
This operation did not take very long at all, they worked really fast on me. Only a half on an hour that's all it took. After I was done I lay ed in recovery for two good hours. I thought that after they worked on me the pain would be gone, but no they lasted until 8:00PM in the evening. The nurse put me in ICU for one day. I finally was aloud to see my family. The next day after that they put me on another floor with another patient. I could finally take a shower. You have no idea how bad I felt, because I had postponed my shower that Saturday, I wanted to take it after I was done washing my car.
 You should have seen me, here I was hooked up to an IV and a patch on the groin area, ready to take that shower, boy that felt good, I felt like a new person. I mean they let me wash up in ICU, but a shower is a shower , right? Well on Monday I was aloud to go home. That night I was scared to go to sleep, don't get me wrong, I was glad to be home again, but I was scared that I might not wake up after I went to sleep. I felt that way for quite some time I also started to feel very depressed. I heard from some elderly people that they basically went through the same kind of feelings. It takes time for the body to adjust, because everything goes slower, like waking stairs, and everyday chores,
I  felt like I went in slow motion all the time. With every move I had to do. Like an elderly person.      I was only 45 years old then. They say this doesn't happen to young folks, well it happened to me. This happened almost 7 years ago. In the meantime I went through  three Catherizations, the Cath I had was three years ago and my Stent and artery are totally blocked, and the only reason I'm alive today, because small arteries have formed a bypass, to supply blood to my heart. I am a lucky person had an guardian angel over me. I had a close call I know, and the doctors pulled on of my legs back out of the grave.
 They are my real Heroes for saving my life, also Homer Emergency, Lifelight. Thank you all so much.
And please don't hesitate CALL 911.

Friday, February 4, 2011

Close call with death

Das Waldschwimmbad

Harry my husband and I lived in Germany at the time, it was in 1977.  It was a nice warm summer day that we decided to go for a swim. That day my little nephew had no school, because of summer vacation. So we thought all three of us could go to the woods, were their was a small lake to go swimming.
We packed blankets and towels, and off  we went. It was  pretty busy over their. Lots of folks their. When we got here we looked for a nice shady spot to lay down and found one by some pine trees. We unfolded our blankets and lay ed down for a while. Boy was it hot out. Well, after being here for a while, we decided to go swimming. My nephew was all exited, but he couldn't swim. Harry said to him, hop on my shoulders I'll carry you into the water. Well they did.
We were all laughing and having fun. Harry was walking a little bit further out. I already swam around and felt the weeds around my legs. Which I didn't care for. It kind of scared me to get tangled up in them, so I swam back and just watched those two have fun.
Harry started to hop up and down with my nephew on his shoulders a few times, when he suddenly went under the water. My nephew was so scared he clung on so tied and choked and pushed him down , to stay above the water. As Harry came back up, he went under about three times . My nephew started to cry, I swam over to them and pulled Harry and my nephew over to me, then I pulled my nephew off of my Harry and Harry finally found ground under his feet were he could stand and get out of the water.
That was such a scary situation.  I can't imagine how those two felt, because my heart  was pounding real fast. Never the less, we dried up, picked up our blankets and left.
My nephew still in tears from the shock cried almost all the way home. That's the last time we went for a swim in the lake. That was a close call, that day. I don't want to brag on my self, but if I wouldn't have been their at the time, those two might have drowned that day.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Poem...........THE JOURNEY HOME

The internal light surrounds me.
My eyes are so tired I feel so weak.
I can't hardly move I can't hardly speak.
I feel my heart is pounding in my chest like it's about to jump out of me.
It races and races, oh, so fast, like it's running out of time.
My body feels it's getting colder and colder with time.
All I do is think what is going to happen. My thoughts become clouded, my body starts to feel numb.
I know I won't wake once I go to sleep.
The internal light becomes real weak. I'm about to enter sands of time.
 No one can help me at this point in time.  I'm to far gone, I'm to far gone.
 First the internal light  was real bright then it started to fade into darkness, never to return.
 I waited and waited to see it again, it came back once  more,
 but very weak and like a flash it disappeared again. It was gone, gone forever.
So now I'm on a Journey to go home called heaven.

Leaves

I am an empty tree it is fall. I lost all my leaves to the frost.
My leaves looked once very pretty, I wore every color imaginable,
they all fell to the ground and it looked like a blanket.
Covering every inch of the ground.  
I feel cold and ugly, without my coat on.  Sometimes I have a leave on my branch,
that is still clinging, but the cold harsh winter wind and snow brings it down after a storm.
I can't wait till spring time, when I bud out again on every branch.

Poem..........Footprints

Many people will walk in and out of your life.  But only  true friends will leave footprints in your heart. Isn't it  ironic? We ignore the ones who adore us, adore the ones that ignore us, love the ones who hurt us, and hurt the ones that love us.                                                                                  By Gabriele Bales                             

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Poem........The Reaper

The Reaper                                                                                      
                            
I am being followed by an empty soul  in my dream.
He is always in a hurry to catch up with me.
I hear his footsteps drawing closer,                                                                                                             
untill their so close their almost on top of me.
All I see is a long black robe and hood and nothing inside.                                                                      That Im so scared all I want to do is hide.                                                                                              
My body is so scared my heart races,                                                                                               
I hear no evil no voices and all is quiet.                                                                                          
He never hurt me in my dream,                                                                                                                   
it seems to him it's just a game.                                                                                                                   
Then I finally fall back into a deep sleep,                                                                                                    
just to dream it all over again.                                                                                                                     
To be followed by an empty soul.

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Ronny: His Last Day of Life.

Before I get started. I dedicate this story of my son Ronny,  to my granddaughter Kelly Nicole  who I Love very dearly. God Bless you my sweet little Kelly.

 I am a very happy person today. Today I get to find out the sex of my baby. My fiancee` is pregnant again.. Since I have lost my first child ,a little boy two years ago in 2002, he was stillborn, Nickolas   Rest in Piece my little soul. I feel really blessed and exited and anxious today. My fiancee` is a little bit scared about being pregnant. She is afraid we might have problems with this one too. But what are the chances of this happening again right?. Well, I'm looking forward to the whole nine month. So,  I took my baby I call her baby  to the doctor so we could find out what the baby's sex is.                                                                                                                                                                     As  we were waiting in the waiting room I kept thinking is it a boy or a girl . The nurse finally motioned us to come into the room. My Baby was laying on the table to find out. The doctor used the ultrasound and I could hear the heartbeat. Well, I thought can she see, I want to know. I asked well doctor, can you see? and tell us, if it's a boy or a girl? But the doctor just shook his head. Oh! What! the baby moved around so much, she couldn't tell, No Way!...Come one lady you know!, I know you know, you just don"t want to tell us right. No she said  I really can't see.  Oh!  we were sooo disappointed at that moment, wait a minute try again, I thought, but she said maybe the next time, maybe we can find out then.
So my Baby and I went home with the ultrasound pictures in our hands.  I dropped my baby off at home and went to see my mom. I walked into the House and said hey mom look, I got some ultrasound pictures to show you. Mom said with a smile, lets see, OK, I showed mom where the head is, legs are and the whole body. When we as people look at those pictures it is real hard to tell that those pointers supposed to point at body parts. Mom was happy anyway and so was I.  Happily I went back home. I only lived a few houses down the street from my mom and dads house.

As I went home  I went inside just to find my Baby asleep, she layed down for a short nap. I felt a little bit lonely and started to call some friends over. I had to share my joyues pictures. In the meantime it had gotten dark outside. Through the course of the evening, I visited with some of my friends and my sister, brother-in law and nephew. Everybody left early in the evening.  I started to make something to eat. When it was almost ready, I woke my fiancee` up to eat. But she didn't want to get up. I was a little bit upset, after all I made something good to eat and she wasn't hungry. I was so mad, when I cut the steak the plate slipped and fell to the floor and broke. Now look at the mess I created. Nevertheless I cleaned up the mess.The steak did not fall. Then I ate all by myself.
 In the meantime I had taken some pills, which wasn't a good move on my part, because of those pills every body's lives changed including mine. It is midnight and I am feeling a little bit sleepy. I started to play some video games with my fiancee`'s brother, he spent the night in our apartment. Oh, I forgot earlier I went back to moms house to get some potatoes vegetables and stuffing of of moms for my meal. my baby's little brother accompanied me home. While I was their mom asked me how I felt, because I guess I looked real goofed up to mom. Well, we exchanged some words hugged and said goodbye. I said "I love you MOM", call you tomorrow, because we supposed to go to Red ,White and Boom . Mom never went and dad never cared to go, so I was going to take mom this year.
Well, off  we went back home . It was really warm outside tonight, I believe it was like seventy two degrees outside at 11o,clock in the evening. I felt sick. I felt so sick that I had to lay on the concrete floor on my front porch, I layed their with no shirt only shorts, socks and shoes on. Oh Boy,  Was I feeling  sick my whole body felt like it was on fire,I sweat and sweat. All this happened before I ate. After I went back inside, I got real sleepy. As I layed their on the carpet in my living room  I became powerless in my arms and legs, they felt real heavy. I could not move. I thought if I sleep  I will sleep it off. My breathing became shallow and my body started to feel cold. The only thing I could do is think or dream. I guess at some point I drifted off to sleep.
 "I didn't kill myself this was an accident ". I wasn't a Junkie.  I went to sleep and stayed asleep forever. My heart stopped beating and I stopped breathing. I died that night. JULY 02 2004.

Well, I never found out what the sex of my baby was. On December 06th 2004 My Baby gave birth to her baby girl. And today she is 6 years old.I am so sorry I will never get to meet ,hold and love her, and tell her that daddy loves her.

 Poem..........Tomorrow     We chose this poem for the funeral.
When Tomorrow starts without me, And I'm not here to see,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes, All filled with tears for me.
I wish so much you wouldn't cry. The way you did today
While thinking of the many things, We didn't get to say.
I know how much you Love me, As much as I Love you.
And each time you think of me
  I know you miss me too, So when tomorrow starts with out me,
  Don't think we're far apart, For every time you think of me
 I'm right here in your heart.
                                                                                          
                                                                                        
  I have an update to this real story.
                  Today is January the 14th 2011. I am so sorry to report to you that my then sons fiancee` ,which had gotten married in the meantime, followed my sons footsteps.
 She overdosed like my son did. They couldn't save her.
 She passed away in the Er-Room.
She was only 24 herself 2 months from being 25 ,     
     Now my little granddaughter has no mommy or daddy. But we'll all be glad to pitch in and help raise her.  My son Rests in Piece now.
                                                          With his Girl and Baby Boy
                                                                                               
  
                                                                                                             Gabriele Bales
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