2 am.....

I am beginning to believe I have my days and nights mixed.  Not that I sleep very often during the day, but if I sit down I would....yet I find myself "thinkin" the most in late night hours or early morning hours like right now! My eyes are tired, yet can't seem to turn my brain off. 

I will admit I "future-trip" on things, I honestly and literally need to practice what I preach!  I need to stay in the present, which in itself is a gift.  I hope to never again take anyone or anything for granted....I need to just take one day at a time.  I have learned to do that, and continue to learn to do so, not always easy, especially since I'm a planner and a worrier. My mind wanders all the time...so that probably makes me a day-dreamer.....I wish I could reel my imagination back in , or at least not let it wander so far and so often.  

At this time of the morning, I think about the memorial service for George Jones and how so many people spoke highly of him.

I think about Mother's Day, and being able to spend it with my mom this year.

I think about all these boxes and boxes of dialysis supplies, and I think about how courageous my daddy is as he takes this all in stride.

I think about the man I met at my parents church on Sunday, he developed this dialysis machine that my dad uses every day.

I think about the overwhelming pain that my mom is enduring 24/7 and praying that our God, who is so full of grace and healing hands gives her just some relief.

I think about my friend Casey, whom the disease of addiction won.














 I think about his parents, the void and devastion they must feel.

I think about music..... Country , R & B, gospel, the lyrics, the beats, and how it fits into my life. 

I think about Mike, Beatriz and Viana...their life together, and how it feels to be a grandma to a beautiful little girl

I think about friends , the difference between a friend, and a true friends, and friends who walk away.

I think about trust..... And how some simply don't hold to their word and why.

I think about promises... Promises made, promises broken and how easily some can make empty promises, and make you look like a fool for believing them.

I think about Stars and Stripes , and those who fought and died and those who are still serving.


I think about the ugly disease of addiction. Where it can take people, and what it makes people do. It reminds me that we are good people who just simply made a bad choice.

I think about recovery and how rewarding it is.... When someone finally gets it!

I think about my brother and my brother in law who were both 48 years old when the good Lord felt He needed them more than we did here on earth.

I think about flowers and more flowers. How I love the pinks, purples,yellow,white impatients, wave petunias ,creeping Jenny, potatoe vines, hibiscus, morning glory , 4 o'clock s and any other pretty flowers

I think about home,and how blessed I am, to be loved unconditional 

I think about all Gods beauty, and how much he does for me.

I think about so much... And the topics that keep makin their way 

to my list.... 

All be cuz of His Amazing Grace..