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I Wanna be Homeschooled!!


Day of Worship Church Flyer (9)I’m off work today and as usual the joys of ‘adulting’ has me up at the crack of dawn.

Somehow summer really left and I barely noticed. Somewhere in the periphery I glimpse from time to time a bit of coolness in the air, more leaves on the lawn, less laughter from kids playing outside.

Since I work 12-hour shifts I never see the light of day anymore. So it’s no wonder I feel left in the dust.

As I walk my 7 year old, my last baby to school it is a cool 61 degrees in  my corner of the world.

He is wearing shorts because even though the mornings and evenings may get cool, the sun will not be outdone until well in November or December. So one must dress for the dueling temperatures at all times.

The cool begins to insidiously seep into ones’ bones effectively displacing the warmth that once resided there.

My toes are numb and frozen and his poor little legs must be feeling worse for wear as he has a larger surface area exposed.

It did cross my mind that I was not the greatest mother as he began complaining that his legs were cold and for me to carry him. Why did I not insist that we drive instead of walk?

Before we left for school I did bring him to the front door for him to feel the temperature and decide if he wanted to be a “car rider” or a “walker”, he decided we should walk.

So now we have been walking for a few minutes and …”mom, my legs are cold, I’m cold, I don’t wanna walk, can you pick me up? I don’t want to go,  I wanna be homeschooled”!

I walk my last kiddo to school and ponder on my walk back how swiftly time flies, the kids are growing fast and soon this walk, the request for me to ‘carry him’ will be a thing of the past.

So whenever I am able, I arise at the crack of dawn, when I would really just love a lie-in and we walk to school…

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A Doctor’s Story

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Where do we go when we die?

Working in healthcare and I have had the privilege of being on both sides of the bed, so to speak. I absolutely believe in God and as such, I have been carrying out my own ‘observation trials’ if you will as to what other medical professionals and people in general thought about God and life after death.

So from time to time, I will ask other nurses and doctors what are their thoughts on life, death, and God.

Many years earlier when I was pretty young I became very ill and had a few meetings with the Divine being, and even though I had always believed in God, during my time of peril God found me and let me know without a shadow of a doubt that He existed.

Ever since that time, while attending to patients I sometimes feel ‘led’ to open a conversation with them about their beliefs and I pray with or for them and sometimes I share my healing.

This day I was working with an older doctor who had an excellent bedside manner. I really loved working with him. He is one of those doctors that will check on his patients’ intermittently throughout their stay.

According to him, on a particular day he while working in Emergency medicine, he had a female patient of approximately 65+/- years. She was complaining about some non-specific abdominal pain. He noted that she was fairly healthy for her age with no other co-morbidities (no pre-existing health problems). So the blood tests were done, cardiac monitoring was continuous and he decided to check in on her as was his practice.

He was standing at the patient’s bedside talking to her, all vital signs normal when she looked off into the direction of the doorway with a puzzled look on her face and asked, “are they coming for me or are they coming for you?’.

He stated he did not have time to answer her question as the next moment she had a look of sheer terror on her face as she exclaimed, “no they’re coming for me!” The next instant, that patient went into cardiac arrest and all efforts were made to save her but she never regained consciousness and subsequently died soon thereafter.

He told me he will never forget the look of sheer paralyzing terror on that woman’s face and that ‘whatever’ came for her and wherever she went he did not want to go. That moment, he said has stayed with him all these years and has served as a reminder to always try to be a better human being.

For those that believe in Jesus, What are your thoughts on this doctor’s experience? Please feel free to comment and share your own.


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Versatile Blogger Award

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I have the honor of announcing my nomination for the Versatile Blogger Award. This nomination has been bestowed upon me by Jesusluvsall. His words are all about loving God, faith, helping others, telling inspirational stories and living with Celiac’s disease. Please visit his blog, browse and show him lots of love.

I am sincerely thankful that a few of my family in ‘Blogland’ thinks that I am doing a good job plodding these unfamiliar territories. Thanks to my Lord Jesus for the desire and the strength to “put myself out there”. I appreciate you all for reading, liking and commenting and again my sincerest thank you.

I do so enjoy visiting you all daily and I have become almost child-like in my desire to read again. I just published my main page yesterday, lol. I really have no idea about the ‘techy’ stuff and am learning day by day. Hopefully I am building many neurons daily to help in the fight against premature aging.

Sincerest thanks.

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Sunshine Blogger Award

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I am touched beyond words for the honor of being nominated for a ‘Sunshine Blogger Award’!!!! I was nominated by; Jenny Furse of….please go and check out her blog show her lots of love. Jenny’s blog exudes love, warmth, practical living and a love of our Lord Jesus Christ.

Sunshine Blogger Award Rules:

  1. Thank the Blogger who nominated you and provide a link back to their blog so others can find them.
  2. List the rules and display an award logo on your blog post.
  3. Answer the 11 Questions the blogger asked you.
  4. Nominate up to 11 new blogs to receive the award and notify them by commenting on any of their posts.
  5. Ask the Nominees 11 new questions.

11 Questions Asked of Me:

1. How long have you been blogging for and why did you start?

I actually began blogging on September 2, 2019. I started because it was always something I wanted to do but was afraid of failing.

2. What makes a blog article worth sticking around for— one you truly enjoy reading?

An article worth staying around for is one that gives the reader the insights, answers or enjoyment that they seek.

3. What is your favorite thing about Fall?

My favorite time of fall is when the leaves are changing colors, when the earth’s temperature gets a little cooler and the days become shorter, there is a certain beauty in what I see as the earth’s renewal.

4. What is your go-to drink?

My go to drink is coffee, I love, love, love coffee, even when I was too young to drink it I just loved the smell of fresh coffee. (Can you tell I love coffee).

5. What favorite treat really hits the sweet spot for you?

I love chocolate, dark brown, light brown, white chocolate, I love it all.

6. Tell me about a favorite date or share a great date night idea.

A favorite date was earlier in my relationship even though we had known each other for over two years at that point (not dating, just friends in passing), we went on a date and spent the whole night sitting in a car and just talking and getting to know each other on a whole different level.

7. Do you have a favorite family tradition?

Being together on Christmas day as a family in our pajamas.

8. What book(s) are you reading right now?

Currently no entertainment books, educational ones on delivering better healthcare.

9. What one piece of advice would you give your younger self?

To be kinder to myself.

10. Do you have a secret or hidden talent?

I cannot think of a hidden talent. Buy I love music and dancing.

11. What is one way you served or blessed someone else recently?

Recently I had a patient who could not afford his prescribed medications, so the other nurse and I paid for and picked his medications from the pharmacy.

And The Nominees:

11 Questions for My Nominees:

  1. What time of day you consider your most creative?
  2. Who/what encouraged your love for writing?
  3. Have you ever regretted posting something on your blog, and if so why?
  4. What is the best advise you have received and from whom?
  5. Name your most defining quality.
  6. What is your favorite meal and why?
  7. What advise would you give yourself 20 years from now?
  8. Who/what is the most influential force in your life?
  9. If you could travel the universe, where would you go?
  10. What do you think of our world today?
  11. Have you ever had a divine encounter, if so tell us a little more about it.

And to all my friends out there, you are by no means less appreciated or forgotten I appreciate and enjoy your words and remain a loyal follower…

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The Way to A Lover’s Heart….?

Worked my usual 12-hour shift yesterday, got off feeling very tired. Did my regular 45-minute drive home. Made my way in through the garage and was greeted with the smell of great cooking….banana bread straight from the oven! The scent of banana bread and cinnamon beckoned me wildly from across the room, I made a straight beeline to the kitchen.

I could not resist I took one bite from the donut in the back row and then remembered that I could take a picture and post it on my blog, (my blog…the idea is still so new and exciting).

Usually I am not a fan of banana, I love love love the smell but cannot tolerate banana on its own as it makes me extremely nauseous. The texture of the fruit by itself is not pleasing to me. But banana bread is something quite different!

Here is a picture of his creation. My significant other, we shall call him ‘Gee’ loves to cook. I was several sizes smaller when we met but have ‘blossomed’ these past several years due almost directly to his cooking.

This is only the second time he has dared to make banana bread using a recipe he found online and is ‘tweaking’ and making the recipe his own. The bread was delicious and I especially love the last 2 rows that are a bit more crisp than the others.

The first time Gee made banana bread it was good but I was not too crazy about the texture as I felt I wanted mine with a bit more crisp. But the chef must have taken my criticism to heart and baked me some that were more caramelized that the last batch.

I heard the crunch as my teeth popped through the caramelized exterior and steamy banana flavor enhanced with cinnamon filled my palate. My taste buds danced to the many flavors in concert and I was transported to heaven.

I ate 2 of those donuts before eating my dinner and packed another 2 for today. Eating a banana bread donut as I write this begs the age old question; does one get to another persons heart by way of the stomach?

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The American

The day I ‘became’ was new, exciting, cold and pristine, fresh snow littered the pavement as I emerged into the world. I brought myself, one suitcase, no money, inappropriate winter clothing and was rich with all the excitement in the world.

It was a February day and the bitter winter air assaulted me like no other, I never felt its effects for I had made it home.

I was a teenager, one who came from the other side of the world, full of dreams. I had been brought up in a very conservative family, My parents had divorced when I was a mere five years old and as such my sister and I had spent much of our formative years under the tutelage of our maternal grandmother along with my aunts and uncles.

Ours is a family where outward expressions of affections was not the norm and in fact were rare to non-existent. We were well-fed, cared-for and protected but it was all with an unspoken language never the spoken word.

I was referenced as the ‘shy one’. I was not much of a talker as a child and as such had become an avid listener. This skill was honed to perfection and not much went on in my family that I was not privy to. My sister on the other hand was a tattletale and nothing sacred could ever be said in her presence.

The day of my arrival was beautiful, I just knew this is where I was meant to be. I was always feeling hot and sweaty back home and the cold air was just perfect for me. I still feel the same.

I remember that even as a child playing I always looked up at the heavens and told myself that I would not grow old in my country but would imagine myself on the planes that flew way way overhead going to a far away land…America.

Now on that fateful day in February here I was, at long last an American. I assimilated very quickly to my new world and have loved it eversince. Sometimes looking back it seems as if the first part of my life happened to another person and I remember that part of my life from a vewers’ perspective.

It would be more than fifteen years before I would finally be able to visit the family I had left behind and the occasion was indeed a joyous one. The memory still brings a smile to my face and gladness to my heart. I have since returned many many times and even plan to relocate there in the future but somehow I know in my heart ‘I will always be an American’.

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On The Road

On my way

On my way to work the other morning I was greated with this image. There is something I find so peaceful about being in my car away from the bustle of life, and everyone else just enjoying some peace and quiet before getting the day started.

Notice how the fog begins to dissipate as the first rays of the sun begins to peek over the horizon. Shadows fade and a new day is at hand.

There is such poignance in this view, as we are greated with another brand new day to start over and begin again.

Thanking The Lord for another day!

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This is my “very” first post, I have toyed with the idea of having a blog for years but always felt unsure of how to do it, how it would be, how to say the things I want to say and how would those thought be received. Today I have taken a leap of faith and hope to begin creating relationships out there. The desire for me on social media is not to post ‘selfies’ but to create a safe space where I can interact with everyone out there and ‘talk’ about whatever we feel is worth communicating. I love watching cooking shows, reading, watching TV, photography and much more. I am a mother, a ‘healer’, a daughter, a friend. I currently work in the healthcare industry as I feel I was “called” to this field but my heart also belongs to music and dance. I hope to post pictures of people and things I deem interesting and hope anyone visiting this blog will be willing to engage in meaningful ways.