I Love My Life
I’m so glad I didn’t end it when I became paralyzed 3 years ago! I was really, really close to doing just that…. 😳 but I stuck it out and I am so thankful that I did! I realized I can still do everything I used to be able to do, I just have to figure out a different way to do it.
I started a business to help me financially if anybody likes beef jerky it would sure help me out if you could go to my website and buy a bag my website is jerkybiz.org
Click This Link To See The First Steps I’ve Takin Since I Was Paralyzed 3 Years Ago!
“I am the prodigal son every time I search for unconditional love where it cannot be found.” ― Henri J.M. Nouwen, Return of the Prodigal Son
Hello fellow Survivors,
I promised Melinda for some time now that I would come back and post my stories on the Survivors blog for your entertainment. We discussed reblogging, and I voiced my concerns that my writing may not fit the group’s focus on helping each other continue to move forward in our lives. She assured me, sometimes it’s just nice to read something different. Continue reading “The Prodigal Son”
Dear “You,” You are the people that represent stability in a victim’s life, or at least you should. You are their parents, their siblings, their extended family, and their friends. Perhaps you are the friend or family of the abuser. Or, maybe you are the neighbor next door, across the hall, or down the street. […]
I may have overslept and gotten a late start to my day,
….but I rose from a comfortable bed to been given another one.
I woke to the slushy snow that fell as I slept, but saw how even with absence of sun, the day looked bright in its reflection. Despite the cold, my House is warm and I lit candles to lift my spirit.
My Children may have complained about the lunch I made, but we have a choice of food and the fridge is full.
I was overloaded with wash as always, but today I felt blessed for being well off to cloth them with choice.
My floors needed a second vacuum over from my cat and dogs hair, but overlooked the work for their little hearts that jump when they see me. Their unconditional devotion is priceless.
The Day doesn’t suck because I chose to spend it cleaning and washing for my Family, the day is WONDERFUL because I have one to do this for.
The Day only sucks when we don’t take hold of it, when it is over and done and we’ve achieved nothing.
Not a goal, a good feeling or a good deed, be it for ourselves or for others.
Know what? Tomorrow won’t suck either. I’ll be given with luck, another day, to choose once again to make it good.
Happy Tuesday all!