Where's this going?

A friend is someone that will keep their eyes open when all you want to do is close them.

My little Luke knows when I need love!

This photo was taken on November 6, 1959. The day my adopted parents got married. She looks so happy. It's so sad that no one would have imagined that 43 years later she would die. She died on their 43rd wedding anniversary... The very day 11-6-02.

I will never forget it and I treasure the time that she gave to me. The two of them took in foster children all of their lives. I was one of the blessed ones to be adopted by them along with a boy name Jamie. They raised us to be humble and to treasure each and everything that life brought us whether it was bad or good. She would tell me that there were lessons to learn in each thing if you just look for them.

I miss her terribly....

Tonight my daughter, her grandchild, and I will celebrate this amazing woman and the gifts she gave to the world.

More cuteness of the Cha Belle Shoot.

I don't think I've sweated that much in a while!

I had a microphone taped to me in NY and that was crazy, but something about being on a podium with 100 people staring at you is a little intimidating! The good news is that the message was heard and the majority of the room came up and shook my hand when it was all said and done. So, I must not have been that bad.

Exciting stuff is in the air. More to come.

Peace!

I'm speaking tonight to over 100 people... Yikes!

It's been a beautiful day in Hermosa. I found myself reflecting...

I've made plans to visit my pops in Oklahoma over Thanksgiving and so looking forward to it. He turns 81 soon and has such an amazing spirit about him. November is always a tough time for us as on November 6th my father and I took my mother off life support. It was a gentle passing and became a new beginning for all us. As I held her in my arms she crossed over with such ease and elegance as she had my entire life. I still miss her body, but her spirit still resides.

My pops always told me "that if I sling enough mud, that something was bound to stick" and my moms favorite saying was "babygirl, beauty need only be a whisper."

Those two people gave so much and asked for so little. They gave so much love and had such compassion for us "twice-born" kids. I thank my HP each and everyday that he picked them just for me.