Never ending Love 

This past week we had been very worried about finances due to my husband being off work for his shoulder. I realized it’s one thing to get paid by an employer it’s a completely different story to get paid by workmans comp. I say that with harsh feelings towards them. I hate to say that but it’s almost like they don’t realize that these people who are needing paid have families and bills that require that money. Well enough on that rant 🙂

    This past Monday I went out to my grandmothers to take a few things for my sister who will be coming back for a visit this week and set them up so everything was ready. While in route home from visiting with my grandmother and my oldest sister my husband calls me. The first words you know “so in so” ( not sure if they would want to be named so leaving it anonymous) I said yes of course. He proceeds with you know her dad “so In so” I again said yes. This point though many bad things were running through my head…..Had my friend been hurt, were her kids and husband ok? Please tell me her dad is okay! Is everything with his church ok? ( he is a pastor at a local church)….. With all this running through my head he proceeds to tell me that her father had stopped by. I wasn’t sure why he had I didn’t think much of it just figured he wanted to check in on us since the last time I had gotten to see him I was pregnant with my littlest. My husband says he talked to him for a few minutes and gave him an envelope addressed to us. He asked if he should open it I said of course. What he said next had me in tears leaving Fremont.

    He said there is a card in it. He read the card to me which was so amazing to hear and proceeded to tell me that we had been blessed. I was wondering earlier that day how I would be able to put gas in my vehicle as well as feed our family the rest of the week well really until we got the check from workmans comp considering we had no idea when that would be coming. I was so humbled and gracious to find out we we not have any issues with making sure everyone was fed and still being able to make all the graduation things we needed to be present at this weekend by having gas I’m the van. 

    If you live in the Omaha, council bluffs area you know traffic in west omahacan be difficult sometimes. I was at 168th and dodge and was crying tears of happiness as I was driving.  For someone to be praying for us and ask his congregation to pray and help us out as well is truly a blessing. 

    We always hear hear God works in mysterious ways, I haven never believed that more until that day. With that being said take a moment pray for those who you know could use and extra prayer you never know when that extra prayer for them will be just what they need. 

God is good all the time and all the time God is good. 


Mother’s Day

For the past three years I have celebrated Mother’s Day with my kids, husband and in laws. I have loved every year and I have stayed strong each year with not a tear in sight. Until today.

    Today, Mother’s Day, recital day and the first day I have been back to my mothers grave site in almost 3 years. Many are going to read that as I’m a bad daughter for not going more often. Let me say though that yes this is where my mother is buried but it isn’t where I feel her. I feel her at night when we say prayers before bed, I feel her when I’m in dollar tree ( our favorite place to kill time ) , I feel her at South Omaha Church of God, and I feel her at the thrift store where the books are. All these places give me good memories of her where as where she is buried is a beautiful spot but we were never there together to make beautiful memories. But today I headed back there for me but also to bring Weston to where his nana is. 

    Yes he is never going to remember but I think it helped opened me up some. Today was the first day since my mother passed that I finally broke down and bawled for most of the day just missing her. For the past three years I have put a wall up thinking I had to be strong for my family so they could grieve and I could keep everything together. These past few weeks I have come to realize that in order to be able to be happy I needed to take a step back and grieve fully so I can be at one with what has happened. 

    Today I not only started to grieve but turned to God for guidance and strength as I grieve for my mother and have faith for what is to come. While we aren’t promised today, tomorrow or next week we are promised the love of the Lord. He is there for us all we have to do is turn around and be there with him. 

    The Lord has walked me through a hard day that towards the end I was able to cry happy tears as I watched my beautiful sister dance gracefully across the stage in her last dance recital of her high school career. I was blessed to be able to see what God has done in her life to bring her where she is now and I am forever grateful to be able to continue to watch what the lord has in store for her in the coming years.  



 The lord is my strength and I will be strong with him on my Side.

Tough week leads to ending in smiles

The last 8 days have been a trying one for sure.  From our own medical issues to multiple vehicle crashes involving ones we know and love to the death of an amazing little boy. From all this though I’m able to sit here as I write this and put a smile on my face.

    Not because I’m happy any of it happened but because I’ve had the ability to become closer with God as i have asked him to watch over all involved. 

   You always hear you don’t know what you have until it’s gone. I don’t believe that is true for our community back home. We all know what we have and I’ve seen us all strive harder to make every day count. I know for us personally as we have dealt with our older sons disabilities and set backs the past three years we don’t take a single day for granted, even more love has been through our house over the past 8 days to make sure each and every one of our kids knows how much we love and care for them.

    I’ve seen our community come together before but these past few days it has come together in ways I don’t think many will ever understand. Between the whole school showing support for a little boy fighting hard for his life as he came through town, to the whole town showing support for three boys involved in a bad accident that same day, to the very next day showing support for another student hurt in a bad accident and the unfortunate passing of that brave little boy. Being from a community that stays so strong I believe is what has helped me stay so strong when it comes to our own family. 

    I thank God every day for what I am able to experience with my family, neighbors and friends as we strive to live every day to its fullest and cherish every moment with our loved ones. 

    Take a moment today and thank God for your life and the people in it. Then make sure you let them know how much you care. You never know what life has in store so showing love and compassion every day is worth the five minutes it takes away from you busy life.