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Love Lifted Me


Wednesday, March 7th I celebrated my 20th anniversary with  my beloved Steve. He came into my life after a bitter divorce left me with two teenage girls who suffered emotional trauma from the separation. The girls were thirteen and fifteen and well on their way to being thirty. Although they adored Steve I am not so sure they were eager for the marriage.

The next several years were a long hard struggle. As the girls weaved in and out of their own frustrations in life, growing pains, and identity crisis’ we began to grow together as a family. And a great family at that. The glue that kept us together became fabricated through the hands of the Lord. We attended church every Sunday. Steve and I taught Sunday School and the girls were active in the youth group. Both girls accepted Jesus as their personal Lord and Savior at the age of seventeen. That is another story in itself as Satan desperately tried to intercept this great moment in our lives. God prevailed though.

Twenty years later we are stronger than ever. On Saturday my wonderful husband surprised me not once but twice. He got us tickets to see the Broadway play Lion King. It was phenomenal. Before departing for the theatre he took me to the church and we renewed our vows. Another surprise he cooked up without my knowledge. Blessings have bestowed me from all around. Love is so precious. Especially when it rains down from God!

Live Life to th Fullest and Follow Your Dreams!

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy. Love is never boastful, nor conceited, nor rude; It is not self-seeking, nor easily angered. It keeps no record of wrongdoing. It does not delight in evil, But rejoices in the truth. It always protects, trusts, hopes, and preserves. There is nothing love cannot face; There is no limit to its faith, hope, and endurance. In a word, there are three things that last forever: Faith, hope, and love; But the greatest of them all is love.
~1 Corinthians 13:4-7

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…how ’bout those darn burnt biscuits…


Author Unknown…

When I was a kid, my Mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work. On that evening so long ago, my Mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did was reach for his biscuit, smile at my Mom and ask me how my day was at school. I don’t remember what I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that biscuit and eat every bite!

When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my Mom
apologize to my dad for burning the biscuits. And I’ll never forget
what he said: “Honey, I love burned biscuits.”

Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if he
really liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said,
“Your Momma put in a hard day at work today and she’s real tired. And
besides – a little burnt biscuit never hurt anyone!”

This story reminds me of my own dear and loving mother. After my husband and I married in the early 90’s we had my parents over for dinner one Saturday shortly after the wedding. Steve being new to grilling burnt to a crisp every single piece of chicken. It was truly inedible. The char from the hot coals of the grill was literally seared right through the skin directly into the meat of the bird.

Each of us filled our plates with the picnic fare  including the chicken. The meat was sooooo tough we all spit the pieces of the bird onto our plates. That  is except my mother. Being a quiet humble Christian woman and wanting to edify her new son-in-law’s grilling techniques my mom declared “This is exactly how I like my chicken” and choked down her entire piece.

Life is full of imperfections. I’m not that great at any one thing except being a child of God. I forget birthdays and anniversaries just like everyone else. 
Choosing to celebrate each other’s differences is the key to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.

My dearest sister-in-law, who is more of a sister than an in-law shared this with me today. Thanks Sue.

And  mom…..this one is for you. May you rest in God’s glorious heavens for eternity.

Live Life to the Fullest and Follow Your Dreams

see you soon…

Kindness is the language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.  ~Mark Twain


~~Tears of Love~~


What is about grandchildren that we grandparents love and enjoy so much? Could it be we are revisiting our children’s lives through the eyes of our next generation as we press on toward the inevitable? Or may-by it’s because the cycle of our descendants continue to grow and will carry on our heritage for a few more years. My personal goal is to live long enough to see my girls reap the end rewards of watching their children and nieces grow into fine young women.

I am in love. I am so deeply in love my heart overflows with pure joy and delight every moment I get to spend with my remarkable granddaughters.  Now how can a 6 and 8-year-old create such a momentous emotion in my heart? It’s very simple. GOD.

You see my life with my own two daughters was void of my Lord and Saviour. I didn’t have a personal relationship with Jesus and my relationship during the most critical times of my children’s lives SUFFERED due to my selfishness. My eyes only focused on the ways of the world. You know the ones–greed, money, personal needs before others, a love of a man whose return love was conditional. But through God’s great grace I was fortunate enough to be provided a second chance. And this time I am not messing it up.

My grandchildren live 900  miles away but the bond coexisting between us is inconceivable to me. Tears are shed upon arrival especially when it comes as a surprise visit. The floodgates open when it’s time leave. We are the peas and carrots in the eyes of love and the peanut butter and jelly in the heart of emotion. We are rock solid as one.

I am blessed. God gave me a second chance at love. Alison and Emily, Grammy will love you till the end of time.

Dedicated to Heather, Holly, Alison & Emily – the most four remarkable women in my life!

Live Life to its Fullest and Follow Your Dreams

see you soon…

A grandmother is a mother who has a second chance.  ~Author Unknown