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34 Years….

Waking up in tears… Today is my 34th birthday. I dreamed of Mom last night. She called and asked me to take pics of her at the church. No matter how many times I tried to capture her I couldn’t. I was either too far away or my camera wouldn’t shoot. While attempting to take one last photo of her she started to faint, I ran towards her but by the time I got to her she was gone.

Photography is something that I love and cherish dearly and Mom was my biggest supporters and I pride myself on being able to capture amazing photos. It was frustrating trying to figure out what the point of the dream was and then I remembered this photography quote…

“Life is like a camera. Focus on what’s important, capture the good times, develop from the negatives and if things don’t turn out right, just take another shot.”

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Mom’s not here but she did give me life and wouldn’t want me to focus on her death. To enjoy the good times, develop and grow from the bad times and to keep trying and pushing forward.

Today I will celebrate my birth, the beautiful mother that I was blessed with and the life that I have lived so far. It hasn’t been easy, but it has been good nonetheless. I can lift my hands and say “Thank You, Lord. I won’t complain!” through sorrows, tears, smiles and triumphs.

Happy Birthday to ME!

Sister Friends

I read this beautiful prayer in my women’s daily bread last week…

“Father God, thank You for giving us the gift of friendship. May I be the blessing to my girlfriends that they are to me. Please help me to always encourage and love them and to be a loving support for them in both their trials and their happiness. I praise you You for my loving sisters. Amen.”

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Mom would say “You don’t have any friends” and I would get so upset because every person that I was cool with was my friend. It took years for me to realize what Mom meant. During Mom’s transition, passing and even now, I started to see who my real friends were. Your circle of friends are a reflection of who you are and I am surrounded by some of the most incredible women. They are compassionate, loving, supportive, funny and a true blessing to my life.
These women prayed, laughed, cried, encouraged and hugged me. They held me up and kept me going. They aren’t just my girlfriends they are my sisters and I am grateful for every single one of them and they know who they are. Love You Divas!

 

Learning to Grow in Faith

My mom loved to plant things. She had the most amazing green thumb I’d ever seen. Needless to say I wasn’t surprised to notice that the flowers she planted more than 4 years ago still bloom every spring/summer. It’s been 2 years since she passed. 

This flower symbolizes to me that no matter what happens during our troubled season, there’s always a better season to come. We have to learn to be faithful through the process.

 Ecclesiastes 3:2 A time to be born and a time to die. A time to plant and a time to harvest.

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But grow in the grace and knowledge of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. To him be the glory both now and to the day of eternity. Amen.

 

Always There

In preparing for a Kentucky Derby themed party I was faced with the question every woman asks “What do I wear?” I did what most women do, I went to the mall. Checked out a couple of my favorite stores and found the perfect dress in The Limited. The next question I was “Where am I going to find a hat?” Most people know that my mom was the queen of hats and accessories. I didn’t consider her things because they aren’t necessarily my style. After looking around and texting friends I came up empty and disappointed. Once I got home and settled (to my mom’s house) something told me to look in the closet. Low and behold Mom had a hat that matched perfectly with my dress. A hat still in the plastic wrapping with the paper stuffed inside. I pulled out the hat and tried it on and it wasn’t too much or too little. It was just right. As I looked in the mirror I felt my mother’s presence. It almost seemed as my reflection were hers looking back at me. I laughed and said “Thanks mom for always being there.”
I am reminded of the life of Jesus Christ. He lived, taught, prayed, suffered and died. He left part of Himself here in the form of the Holy Spirit to intercede on our behalf. The Holy Spirit also comforts and reminds us of His love. Often times we don’t consider Him in the things we do but when we operate in the spirit, His presence is ALWAYS there and can ALWAYS be felt.
Thank you Mom for reminding me of how Christ operates in our lives when we are tuned into Him. Thank you for showing me what it means to have a close personal relationship with Christ. To ALWAYS know that He is ALWAYS there for us even when we aren’t there for ourselves.

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