Healing


Why You Should Be Authentic…NOW!

As I approach the 2-year anniversary of hubby's death, I live in authenticity more so now than ever before. Here is what I know...Missing the man's headship is REAL; missing the praying over and for me is REAL; missing that stern voice when I am "out of control and too busy to catch up with myself" is REAL; missing the daily guidance and direction for our marriage/relationship and ensuring that it (and me) aligned with the word of God is REAL; missing the willingness and very joy of submission is REAL.

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I also know that....the determination to press forward is REAL; the drive to keep living is REAL; the commitment to knowing that marriage can last until death parts you is REAL; the desire to live, love and laugh authentically in a relationship again is REAL...most of all, the desire to be authentic and serve others is REAL!

"Lord help each person reading this post understand what it truly means to be AUTHENTIC and REAL. Bless their hearts, minds, businesses, relationships, words, thoughts and actions, so that they may walk in true AUTHENTICITY in love, and in life"- Amen #Authentic #REAL #BeBlessed


Happy Birthday Sister! 1

Happy Birthday Sister

 

Today marks what would have been the 51st birthday of my dear sister that passed away last summer, June 24th. My girl Tonya was a sight to behold and such a joy. Our connection was special because our birthdays were 5 days apart (mine Feb 3rd and hers the 8th), we always enjoyed extra cake and ice cream. Growing up helping to take care of her because she was a special needs child, we enjoyed many days and nights playing games in the room we shared and in our bunk beds. I can recall her poking the mattress while I slept on top, and me dropping balls of tissue in her face as she slept on the bottom. I remember the Elmer’s glue fingernails I used to make on the windowsill that she would peel off and pretend she didn’t do it. We had so much fun together and I will never forget her favorite color of Red, that she loved hotdogs and cold soda, and that she loved dolls.

 

Yes she was a special need child and she was amazing. Anyone that has children, relatives, friends, or siblings that have special needs know that it requires a lot of work, love and patience, but it is so worth it. Of all of my siblings (all much older than I am), her and my brother that died in 1995 was the closest to me in age and spirit, and understood me the most. I thank God for the time I had with them and the wonderful memories I have now that keep them alive in my heart!

 

Happy Birthday Tonya! R.I.P

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