Thursday, May 28, 2015

Please Help, God Bless Part 1

I was driving my son to his guitar lesson and we came to a stop at a red light. On the side of the road stood a man. A man with a sign that read "Homeless Veteran Please Help God Bless". He had a knee brace on with not so nice jeans and a dirty looking t-sshirt. He was unshaven and in need of a haircut. Pretty much exactly like how you would expect to find a homeless man to look. Now there are typically two sides that people can take on this situation. How we react or don't react to the situation is our choice.

Some people don't feel sorry for the people who stand out there with a sign. Some people say that they should get a job just like everyone else. Some people think that they are lying and their signs hold no truth. Some people say they are all drunks and just bums and just trying to swindle us out of our monies.

Some people think that they are human beings just like me and you. Some people think that they might have just fallen on hard times. Some people think that standing on the corner with a sign is so very humbling. Some people think it is brave. Some people know the struggle that is life and feel so deeply for these strangers we see.

I suppose the last paragraph sums up me.

Sitting at a red light that I know will turn green at any second I hurriedly looked for money in my clutch sitting beside me. In there was nothing because I tend to use my bank card for everything. My heart kind of dropped. I wanted to help. I wanted to give this man hope in humanity. I wanted to do what I could for him.

Suddenly, I remembered that I keep spare dollars in my console area for parking garage fares and what not and low and behold there was some money. It was only $2 but it was all I had to give. I could only hope it would help the man I was about to pass it through the window to. I will never know because once I gave him the $2 the light turned green and I was back on my mission of taking my little boy to his guitar lessons.

Monday, April 20, 2015

I'm Married

I married My Handsome Man in February. While the actual day was freezing there was so much warmth in our hearts. We had our families and close friends with us to make the day even more special. My little family of 2 became 3 on this beautiful day and we all couldn't be happier.

Friday, January 2, 2015

My Word - Year 2

Last year I chose a word to shape how 2014 would be for me. While it definitely had its twists and turns the word I chose - enamored - couldn't have been more true to how the year was for me.

I have never felt so enamored with my life than in 2014. My little boy was amazingly healthy despite his diagnosis 4 years ago with a chronic illness. My LDR came to an end and we blissfully started a relationship here and not through a computer. I started going to church. I moved from the country to the city into our own little place. I got engaged to the man I want to spend the rest of my life with. I have friends and family who love me and I love them. 2014 was a great year for me and enamored was the perfect word for it.

This year I have decided to go with the word converge. I don't know if you would consider it has beautiful sounding as the word enamored but it is beautiful to me.

This will be the year that everything will come together. I'm excited about all the new beginnings and the old coming together with the new.

I know that this is the perfect word to describe 2015 for me.
I'm looking forward to it.