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The Symbolism of Doors


I’ve been thinking a lot about doors lately. Symbolism, a writer’s best friend, huh? I have recently redecorated my bedroom. I now have two pictures and both are of doors.

As we travel our path we will come upon many doors. Some we will walk past while others we will walk through. We walk through not knowing what is on the other side. It’s crazy to think of how many doors we walk through in our lifetime. Each one presenting us with new hope, new possibilities and even with growth.

The old saying goes, nothing ventured, nothing gained. Standing still is safe. But is it good for the soul? The only way to move forward is by walking through that door and seeing just what awaits you. Be fierce. Be brave. Renew!


The Kids Have the Last Word

I can’t help but think that these kids were blessed by her abandonment. I mean she was obviously a self serving individual lacking the natural nurture instinct a mother has. Or most have. Had she stayed what would their lives had been like? They more than likely would not have gotten the love from her that their grandparents gave them. Maybe they survived in their care where if left in hers would have ended up another tragic tale on the news. The anger is understandable. A mom is supposed to instinctively protect and nurture their kids. This woman wasn’t capable of that and her abandonment naturally scarred them as it would any kid. But again, that abandonment may have been the best thing she could have ever done. Not that she did so for their sake. She was obviously selfish. I do pray they find healing.

I’m baaaack!

I’ve missed everyone. My life took an unexpected turn and I’m busy. So very busy. But I decided to try harder at posting at least once in a while. I apologize if I haven’t responded to comments.

Life took a bit of a turn. Nothing bad. Just change. I hope this post finds you all doing well.

Grow Through Concrete

Part of life is growth. We are forever learning. If open to do so. But sometimes that growth is a surprise. Things we never expected from ourselves. Whether it’s due to adversity, a new experience or even trauma. Growth is still growth. And isn’t it beautiful when that growth teaches you that you have so much more inside of you than you ever thought possible?!

Be that flower blooming through the cracks of a sidewalk. You weren’t planted and nurtured like ones in a forever growing garden. The wind blew you to an unexpected destination. And you grew when at one time, you didn’t think you could.

Many blessings!

My Light, My Peace

For those who try to be the bigger person. For those with the courage to speak truth while others ignore it and attacked for it. For those who are just big hearted and try to be there for everyone, even the undeserving. For those who finally realized that you can’t help some individuals as they want nothing more than to dim lights because theirs went out a long time ago. For those who finally realized that your peace is yours to protect by any means.

9/11 Never Forget

Never forget! What makes America great are it’s people. People did not hesitate to rush in to help others. On this day we saw the worst of some in regards to the destruction they brought down on us. But we also saw the best of many. Their best saved lives. Or at least showed those near the end that they weren’t alone. Someone came for them. Many of these heroes fell. Some lost their lives that day. Some suffered disease for years from the toxicity at ground zero. They gave their lives for others. Yes we saw the best of many. God bless the USA.

Missing-Sean Garrett Update

Please pray for this family. They’ll be heading to SC to see what they can find out. The police are no help as Sean is homeless.

Here’s latest-

UPDATE ON Sean Garrett
We finally spoke to the person who called here a few weeks ago from South Carolina but did not say anything. We have been calling this phone for weeks but no one would call us back until we dig up some information on this person and left a voicemail telling them we know where they work and some other things about them. The man phoned back and cussed us. He screamed and yelled for at least three minutes telling us he did not know ourf**king brother he is lying because we were able to find information that he was ones on Sean‘s Facebook but he is denying knowing Sean. This is turning into a nightmare. We finally have someone who is going to go on Saturday to a storage unit Sean kept his things in. We are praying to God that he’s not in that storage unit.
I spoke again with a couple of people that were in contact with him in July and they said they have not seen or heard from him yet to this day. Everyone is now very worried because they know no matter what he would call and check on how my treatment is going.
In July he was in a very depressed state because of some things that were going on down there that I was trying to help him get straightened out. That’s what scares me so badly is that he felt he had nothing left to do but to harm himself. Please God, don’t let that be.

Hopefully on Saturday we will have some answers. I will keep everyone updated on the situation. Please pray that he is ok. 😢

To answer everyone’s questions as to if I have called the police yes, I did weeks ago and because he’s homeless they would not do anything. Honestly what they told me that it’s not a crime if a person does Not want to contact their family. We tried to explain that this is not the case in this situation and they still would not do anything because he’s homeless and they said there was not a starting point for them. That was the first thing I did when we realized that he’s missing.

Pray on it, Over it and Through It

I’m scrolling past news. I’m tired of politics. I’m tired of violence. I’m tired of seeing people in pain. Just be a loving soul. Stand up for what you believe but understand that in regards to the media-the truth lies somewhere in the in between. Information can bring together or it can divide. I understand everyone won’t see eye to eye on many issues and that’s okay. That’s freedom. To be able to think for oneself is a God given right.

Just be a loving soul. There’s so much hate in the atmosphere, it’s choking us all. Take a step back. Don’t buy into the media’s propaganda. It’s become an us vs them feeding frenzy. There’s blood in the water and the sharks are circling.

Maybe the idealist in me is still alive? Maybe it is naive to think this way. All I know is we need to see more love. Show your beautiful soul each day. Don’t let this world diminish your light. Many blessings!