Mastering YOU Monday....free yourself

Hi everyone!! I'm so glad to be back! Hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving with your families...I sure did! Of course I was so busy entertaining and enjoying my family...I did absolutely NO WORK as far as my blog was concerned(no answering comments, no visiting other blogs, NOTHING), so I'm back to square one...ughh! But you know what, it's all good...I'll eventually get around to it, I promise! So, when I tell y'all that I love and appreciate you, do know that I really mean it. :-) Thanks for the encouragement...you guys ROCK! 

Throw your hands up, throw your hands up!

Sometimes we have to sit down, take a breath and regroup. Especially when we find ourselves starting to complain and gripe about our lives…where we are and what we are or aren’t doing. If no one else will say it, I will. In general, we as women tend to do this more often than men. I don’t know why…but we do. Single women want to be married, wives want to be single. Working mothers want to be at home with their children, stay-at-home moms want to go to work. Where does it end? When we start to

What matters most?

In light of the tragic events that took place in Newtown, CT; my post today is dedicated to those things that really matter. I am by no means a poet, but the Holy Spirit assisted me as I penned this poem from my heart. May we all keep these families in our prayers, as when the news media leaves and when the rest of the world carries on with life as usual, they will be left to grieve over a future with their loved ones that will never happen here on earth. As you read this poem, may it encourage you to take a step towards...you doing YOU WELL!

Free yourself!

Well, I did it! I did something yesterday that freed me. What is it? I called my dad and wished him a “Happy Anniversary”. This may seem ordinary to you, but to me, it was a very BIG deal. You see, my parents were married for almost 45 years before my mom passed away suddenly on August 2, 2007. My dad remarried exactly 4 months to the date - December 2, 2007 - at the very same altar where my mom’s casket had once sat…IKR! :-) This was a lot for my sisters and I to digest, as all of our lives all we had known was mom and dad…together. We were told by others that we all wore the same clothes to my dad’s wedding that day, we had worn to my mother’s funeral…we hadn’t planned this, I promise…SERIOUSLY, LOL! :-) I guess we did it subconsciously.  Anyway, it took me five years to come to the realization that,