The End....

of another beautiful weekend. This weekend was especially great because it was not only a long one and a Holiday but as I wrote previously it was my birthday weekend as well and it was definitely one of the best ones yet. Every year I'm just grateful for having made it another year, I'm thankful for every thing I've been blessed with throughout the year. My family is great and I'm so lucky to have them. Sometimes when I stop and take a step back and look at my life today and compare it to the way it was when we first started out I am truly amazed at what we've accomplished, we have been given such great opportunities in life and we have made the absolute best of them.



You know we celebrate New Years Day every year but sometimes I think that our birthdays are our personal New Years to celebrate and my goal is to get there feeling the best I can, and I don't mean just physically but emotionally as well, I try to stay positive and remain strong.



I thank everyone for all the wonderful Birthday wishes, without my family and friends it would be just another day....

Happy Birthday To Me....

My birthday, May 28th wasn’t always a joyous day for me. Not a lot of people know this but today is also the day my dad died. It was my third birthday and for a long time that affected me negatively. I often felt guilty for being the slightest bit happy on that day because of it. For years I felt that my birthday was just a reminder of a really bad time for a lot of people. It took me a lot of years to get over that and now I have the ability to look past it and realize that my dad would not want me to let that impede my success in any way, he certainly would not want me to carry that with me for the rest of my life and let it stop me from having true happiness.



Sometime ago I choose to move on with my life and although I do wonder about him on occasion I no longer dwell on it, I have too much to be happy about and if anything, it has made me realize just how quickly someone I love could be taken away from me.



So Happy Birthday ME…. I feel great, I have great health which equals great wealth, and I have an awesome family and a great job with great friends and couldn’t possibly ask for more. All the things that are important are laid out before me every day and I love my life.



So with our glasses lifted and no hate in my heart, here’s to another great year ahead with many more to follow….


"Difficulties in life are intended to make us better not bitter."

Weekend Road Trip....

It's nice to be at a point in our lives where if we want to pick up on the weekend and go we can just go. That's what we've worked towards our whole lives.

Everett has an old friend in the Shreveport area that ran into some health problems lately so we decided to pay him a visit. We left Friday afternoon when I got off work and drove the 4 hours to Shreveport. We thought while we were there we would also go back to the American Rose Society Garden and also take in the Boardwalk area.

It was such a nice day and very relaxing, we had a really good time and a great visit.











Making Memories on a Weekend Road Trip....

Memories On Mother's Day....

For me succeeding as a mother was to raise a loving, polite, respectable, hard working child, I believe I have done that. I was a very young mother, a teenage mother and we all know that doesn’t always work out best for the child.

We both sacrificed a lot for our child, but he never knew that growing up because we made sure he was never without. We always focused on doing what we had to do to provide for our little family, for us that meant working hard, we've both worked since our teenage years to make sure he never had to do without. When we were younger times were hard and it took it's toll on us but we have persevered.

My memories of my sons’ childhood include fishing trips at Toledo bend, lots and lots of trips to Astroworld, that was his favorite place when he was a kid. I never really liked being on the water and I certainly was never a fan of roller coasters but those trips weren't about me they were for him and his enjoyment. Because he is an only child we usually let him bring a friend along to pal around with, later when he got to be closer to graduating high school his girlfriend usually tagged along with us.

His High School years brought a new sporting event for us to attend and we really enjoyed his pole vaulting years and we even loved hauling him to where ever the Meets happen to be, the best feeling was when he would ride the team bus to Meets and we would drive to meet them after I got off work because you could see him scanning the crowd looking for us. I could always tell when he spotted us because of the smile on his face, he would quickly regain his cool and try not to wave, but after a really good jump he would look to us for the thumbs-up and then he couldn't hide his smile anymore.

I miss those days but am so proud of him. He has become a hard working, loving young man. I wouldn’t change him for the world. I would do it all again and I have no regrets.

It’s Just Another Day….

I do not need it to be Mother’s Day to express my love for my mother.
We almost lost her for good a few years ago and I was thankful that I had decided to start doing what I needed to do to make sure my mother, and only living parent, knew that she was loved.


My mother hasn’t had an easy life; she has gone through things that I don’t know if I could go through. For the most part she raised her 5 children alone with whatever resources she had available.


Always there when we were sick, always up to get us on the school bus in the mornings and there to welcome us home from school in the afternoon, bringing some of us to and from practices or any other after school events that we may have been attending, the constant thing in all of our lives was the fact that she was there.


If we were sick in the middle of the night or having nightmares she was the one we ran to. Being a loving parent doesn't just mean giving us whatever we wanted but instead making sure we had everything we needed. As I grew up and had a child of my own I realized that what we thought were strict and hard to follow rules of a mean mother was in fact just what a responsible parent is suppose to do. Because of the rules and discipline in our home I learned right from wrong and the consequences of choosing to do the wrong instead of the right. I’m not saying things were great all the time or anywhere near perfect, but to dwell on those times does nothing but make me forget about all the good times, which we had lots of and I refuse to do that.


My mother was and is not a perfect parent but then again we were not perfect kids. I have grown past faulting her for what I thought was her faults and learned to appreciate her for who she is and what she has gone through in her life.


I know one day she will leave this earth and all I will have left are my memories so during the times when she is sick and needs a little help, I take care of her not out of obligation but out of love and respect, because she deserves it.


Today we spent the afternoon together, we had an early dinner/late lunch and did some shopping while she was feeling up to it. Making memories is what it's all about, living it so we have no regrets is what we do.


Happy Mother’s Day Mom!!