Don't Know

There are so many faces I have, so many feelings...

My heart feels so full, the pounding sometimes hurts...

My mind wonders, and wants to ask...

Who do I ask? I know...

Where is the answer? Will I know it when it is told?

Such beautiful colors, yet dark crying dreams...

Sometimes, we just don't know...

Be thankful, be grateful... and Love

Random Act of Kindness

This "Random Act of Kindness" I witnessed, happened about a year and a half ago... on a rainy day. And when a hard rain comes, I find myself thinking of that memory that tugged at my heart, that I couldn't help but share the news of what I had witnessed with everyone I saw or spoke to that day.

It was pouring... pouring hard. The sky was dark and grey. The streets quickly rising with water, that you could not make out where the side curbs were.

As I drove to work, slow, and focusing on the road ahead, trying to make out which side of the road was actually my side, I noticed ahead on the upcoming intersection, a woman, standing in the pouring rain, waiting for the next bus to arrive.

Suddenly out of no where, a small black car, with dark tinted windows, pulled up to her. I thought to myself, 'Oh good! Someone she knows noticed her and will pick her up.' No, all the sudden, a bright yellow umbrella was sticking out of the car on the passengers side- The woman took it, and the car drove away.

And As I looked at the car pulling away, I noticed, the bumper sticker read, "I love Jesus."

I know this may not sound like a "miracle." But to me, well, it really touched me- the simple kindness this stranger performed...THAT was a "RANDOM ACT OF KINDNESS."

And to that woman, who knows what she felt about that act- but her and the Lord-

There's NOT a day that goes by that I don't pray to God to strengthen my faith. We tell our children, to be kind, to respect others. To do kind things, NOT to think or want a "pay back" or recognition- but out of the kindness of your heart, for the glory of God. I pray they keep that in their heart.

When A Parent's Heart Drops To The Floor

(Sunday, April 19, 2009 at 2:06pm)

Friday, April 17th was a very special day for us... As you all may know, we (my ex husband- who I DO have to give kuddos for cause he IS a GREAT DAD) and myself took Christine to purchase her FIRST car for her 17th birthday, which is May 4th. Everything went well~ I was thanking God that we were able to do this for our daughter. She drove behind her Dad, with me following her all the way home. Went by grandma's & grandpa's to show it off, then she was off to show it off to all her friends... She was so excited! And even though I was nervous for my first born, I knew it was a part of life.

The next day, Saturday, I had to take a CPR class, so she took me to church and even picked me up. I was beaming inside, just so very proud of her- I wasn't even scared anymore being in the car with her. She brought me home- and was ready to go pick up her friend. As she took off, I stood there in the driveway watching her.

Not even 10 minutes from her leaving, I got "the call." What parent wants to hear.... Your daughters been in an accident? MY HEART DROPPED TO THE FLOOR! Scott turned around, noticing the tone in my voice and the expression I must have had on my face...We left, and pulled up to the scene, where the police were, and the first thing I notice is my daughters car in shambles.

I'm thanking the Lord with every once in my body of how GRATEFUL I am that she is okay. She is sore and shaken up, but is doing well. Within 5 minutes of being home, the whole family (accept my dear sister Rochelle who lives in Orlando) was there at my home, along with friends.... for support, and to offer their hugs and memories of their FIRST car accident.

As I sat outside on the porch the next morning with my coffee, before anyone else woke up, I couldn't help but look at my daughter's car, and my heart sank all over again- she could have been seriously hurt. If I can just HUG GOD right now and tell him how THANKFUL I am.

Tomorrow the insurance guy will be out here. If it were up to me, I wouldn't let her drive again for a while, but as my husband AND my ex, Jesse mentioned, "We can't live being scared." And as much as I know they're right, I just want the best for all my babies.

Much Love & Peace~