I Found My Voice!

 I Found My Voice!

I had to forgive the obstacle, I have to let it go! I want revenge and I so want to fight back, but I found my voice.

It is not like my voice was gone. I just did not know how or when to use it.

Then, I had to preach and the nonsense that blocked me became the stepping stone that promoted me!

Thank You to the crazy, cruel way that I had to get here, somehow you helped!

HINT! To all the underdogs! Find your voice in spite of the pain.

AND! Do not let the pain of the past keep you from future blessings.  Sometimes it is the problems that promote.

I can make it from here!

I can make it from here!

You had to go, it was not your choice!  It was certainly not mine ! It was your time, a window of time!

I wish I had one more moment, one more day, one more chance to look out a window and watch you walk to the car, or watch you come back in the house!

I did not want to see you leave. I did not want to say goodbye!

Let's talk about grief! It hurts! A whole lot.

It makes you search your self for personal blame! Was it my fault or neglect?

When all is said and done. When all the flowers fade and all the people have left!

It is not your neglect, it is what happens on the blind side!

Yet, grief will not numb or eclipse my present or future!  "The reality is that you will grieve forever.  You will not 'get over' the loss of a loved one; you will learn to live with it.  You will heal and you will rebuild yourself around the loss you have suffered.  You will be whole again but, you will never be the same.  Nor should you be the same, nor would you want to."  (Elizabeth Kubler-Ross and John Kessler)

I can make it from here!

Grief! Powerful!

I can make it from here!

A Tribute to Ruby Dee!

Ruby a precious stone!

She was precious to stage, screen, civil rights and womanhood!

Poised, talented, beautiful, she was Ruby!

She made up an unbeatable combination with her husband Ossie!

The Book of Proverbs asked " who can find a virtuous wife her price is far above rubies the heart of her husband safely trusts her; so he will have no lack of gain" (Proverbs 31: 10-11)

Her life, love, and legacy will always be outstanding!

Ruby a precious stone!

A precious memory! A precious stone!

She was an example of excellence and truth!

Ruby a precious stone!

Unsung

Unsung! She is unsung! She did not make the headlines of newspapers!
She was not on Good Morning America! No one will announce her name for audiences to applaud!
Sewing a dress! Making fruit salad, or hummingbird bread! Stitches on a quilt!
Classical music! Practice your scales!
It's the Little Things!
The little things that I remember!
Putting out the trash! Shoveling the snow! Putting a band-aid on my cut finger.
Opening the car door.
It's the little things!
Have you ever cried?
Tears from past years? Tears so old that they are dry, yet they are tears?
Grief! Mourning! It hurts so bad inside.
Good times! Music! Dancing!
Food. Fights. Friends. Family. Foes.
Passports! Guns! Jim Crow! Dogs! Water hoses!
19th Street Baptist Church! 30 night revival!
Unsung! Mrs. Barbara Ann Walker!
"The work of righteousness shall be peace; and the effect of righteousness quietness and assurance forever. Isaiah 32:17

To Be Continued! A Tribute to Maya Angelo!

It was required reading for a class, "I Know Why A Caged Bird Sings".

It was and is so precious, I have often wondered what is the song?

What does a caged bird sing?

Is it a lullaby?

Is it the blues?

Is it a ballard?

What does a caged bird sing?

Whatever it is! I found my voice because Maya made a choice when to use hers!

So, I am going to sing!

Thank You Maya!

I Got The Blues!

I love music and I consider myself a frustrated musician. I sing a little bit, but I cannot play any instruments ("All I can play is the radio!").  However, that does not stop me from composing songs , and I realized all of my songs are (funny) blues songs!

Birthday Blues! (In memory of my late husband, best friend, favorite cheerleader and critic! He never liked being reminded of his birthday)

Happy Birthday Baby! You don't look old to me! (2x's)
Go on and have a Happy Birthday, and let your mind be free!

Now, age is just a number! It don't mean a thing! I said age is just a number it really don't mean a thing!

Cause when you consider the option, you might as well just go on and sing!

Happy Birthday Baby! You don't look old to me! (2x's)
Go on and have a Happy Birthday, and let your mind be free!

Jury Duty Blues! (Another time when Bill was called for jury duty, and he did not want to go!)

My baby done left me! I got the jury duty blues!  (2x's)
He done gone and got sequestered! I just don't know what to do!

Even in the most unwanted and unpleasant situations! Compose a funny blues song. Sing it to yourself. Look forward to tomorrow!

(I would love to hear Mr. B. B. King sing these songs!)

Are You Ready?

Are You Ready?

Ready to die?

How many funerals have you been to?

How many times have you wondered, when will it be me?

What will the preacher say about me? What is the text?

There are stages of death and grief!

Reality check. Death has no age, color, gender, nationality.

Death is just that death!

An illness, accident, or natural cause it is closer than you think.

There is no escape! Are you insured or assured?

Reality check!

Death is not just for old people!

Are you ready?

Psalm 116:15  "Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of His saints".