Generous

Share five things you’re good at.

I give time.I stop and listen.I bestow friendship without regret,

I adopt people, Will try to stop that.I doubt I can no one gets when I adopt people or animals I am not giving friendship. Guess that’s one.

2.I love to learn.I talk hours most nights to a friend I upgraded to sister. Ruth is five years my senior.Ruth is concerned about my cold. We play a game she colors something I guess what it is. When we don’t know something we call on Goggle.

Tonight I asked what beavers ear sure I knew fish when Ruth said trees and bark.We learned a beaver can kill three hundred trees. and only ate trees.That beavers put an earth floor in their dens to jab sticks in it so over the long winter they have food refrigerated for themself. How cool is that?

3.I’m a digester of the written word. Didn’t learn to read until nine.Wiscondin didn’t teach with phonics when we moved back to Iowa when I was nine I like a bunch of my firth class spent the summer learning to read. What a divine gift love of the written word

At nine I wanted to collect and buy as many books as I could and sell books one day.Last year I grossed four hundred books this year three hundred and thirty five.

Have no idea what that creepy box is for Wheres Goggle? Definitely no music here just awoke from talking to Ruth. Its six twenty-eight and Loo Loo Martins begging for food.

3. Gullible not something I’m proud of but true I once believed I had a job and it turned out to be a scam. I was to like a sap then cash came as a US Traveler check.I had never seen one for two thousand five hundred.I was to cash it keep five hundred send a guy in Oklahoma . I did it Next day bank wanted their money back.

The bank teller made the mistake but my folks had three farms.I learn much later I wasn’t the only supposed sap who blindly trusted and wanted to earn some money. But was more likely only one whose parents owned farms.Mom and dad we made to return the twenty hundred to the Waukon State Bank.

4. Generous to a fault, I share the best I have of things and heart saving little for me.After watching my mom and grandma its what an empath does. Unfortunately we pick up all the emotions people are putting forth. I have found when we share what we are thinking others get angry.Thstnis not at least my goal.

Have you ever been told your locked off and people want you to share more.They really din’t not with an empath.We like that old song for the facts of life TV show.

We take the good we take the bad,Put them both together and there you have ‘The facts of life!’

5. First probably, I will never not take in an animal in need. And I won’t lie.I learned at eighteen when I asked a cousin should I stay in the Army or get out .My dad had spent years telling my family I was retarded because I’m a sensitive and fon’t date men.The truth is I am gay since birth.No one becomes Gay its in our genes.Own your own mistakes never ask another.

Years later when I came out my cousin Lee Ann Heike told me it totally surprised the family when I had high marks to join not just the Army but the US Marine Corps since I was developmentally Retarded!

I said say What? Then like a good empath I opened my mouth and inserted my foot? Never been retarded always been Gay!

Then like Rudolph the red nosed reindeer I was no longer a cousin. A family member,relatively. They were happy in the lies that I was retarded. Never been perfect always loved women.Was raped at eighteen I’m sure my family would have thought that was ok as my half sister lying me on to Elder Abuse after two and a half years of gaslighting mom,Marian D.Heike to grt my grandad’s property called Cub Lake in Sawyer County.I have never hurt anyone nut the instance I read what after a year of up and personal Gaslighting mom removed me from that part of her will but nothing else.

It was written by Diana Lee at no time will any of Val’s relatives inherit the property The day my bullied baby sister Ellen Beth Heike Marthus seized to breathe October 27th,2020 and my youngest nephews inherited Ellen’s share of my grand dads property that was broken. I am no longer gullible or a carpet.