As I sat in the room as the family surrounding the man who has loved them, taught them about God and created an amazing legacy for each one, my eyes were constantly drawn to his hands. Two days before, I held his hand as he was getting sick from the pain that was caused by the disease that was taking over his body. I wiped his mouth and fed him ice to soothe his throat. I remembered him momentarily lighting up as my love spoke to him before he went to sleep again. I was overwhelmed with emotions as I looked at this same man and hardly recognized him as the one I was with just two days before. This man has shaped each person in the room and so many more that were not able to sit by his bedside.
I watched as the man I love held his grandpa's hand. I saw those two calloused hands joined and knew there was a much deeper bond that you could not see. Those hands represented a hard working, loving man. They no longer held tools but instead were resting on a Bible. He did not speak but he could hear everything around him. He may not be sharing the gospel but his life represented the Lord. He may not be attending church this Sunday but we had church all around him. He may not be filling up his seat in the pew but his spirit was felt. I stood there helplessly as I heard my love weeping and whispering his love and goodbyes as his grandpa's breathing became more labored. I knew that many hours, days and years they have spent together before that moment. "He is going to a better place" was spoken, but it doesn't make it hurt any less for the ones he is leaving behind. We all sat around him and celebrated the Lord's supper. We honored the One who died for us all and praised Him for preparing a place for each of us when it is our time to go home to Heaven. As I led "Because He Lives" and "Amazing Grace" we lifted our voices in song praising the One he served. He may not be long in this world but a piece of Heaven came down in that room as we celebrated the soon to be home going of an amazing, godly man.
The peace that resided in the room as prayers, love, singing and praise were taking place at the bedside of this loved one. It's amazing the calmness that surrounds believers when one of our own is fixing to go to Heaven. I held a phone as one of his grandsons Skyped saying his goodbyes from Peru, just in case he didn't get back in time. He praised his life and the influence his grandpa had on him. He said, "Everyone can see your influence in me." What an amazing statement. As I sat there, my prayer for this family that I have come to love is for God to give them grace to bear the loss, the fortitude to keep the legacy that was created thriving and pass along the truths and lessons learned from him to the ones that come after.
This man I have just met has changed me as well seeing someone have a life that so greatly represented the Lord and influence everyone around him in such a way and witnessing that for myself. Touching the lives around us in such a way that you live on through that touch, influence and love, long after you are gone. No matter when he goes home, he will always be here. The ones he left behind are his representatives. What will we do with what he taught us? Who will step up and fill his shoes as "candy man" at church? Who will be the stronger Christian and pillar of the family now? What will I do with what I have seen? I came here to support the family. I came with the intention of offering support, strength and love but I was given that instead. I was allowed into the private moments of a loving, Christian family and I stand in awe of the godly heritage before me. I believe I have been in the midst of one of the "greats". I sat, listened and watched the activity going on around the bedside and knew I would never be the same. Please say a prayer for this family as they send off the patriarch of the family to his home in Heaven.
Sunday, November 30, 2014
Monday, November 17, 2014
ROLLEY POLLEY
Remember when you were a kid and you found a "rolley polley"? When you pick them up, they would roll into a ball. As long as you were holding them, they couldn't be coaxed out of that ball.
Tonight, I realized that I have been that rolley polley for a long time. I have heard that I need to look like this girl or that. I need to lose weight or change my style. I have seen the one I was married to walk a distance away to give the allusion we weren't together although at the time, we were. I have been made to feel like there was something wrong with me because of the way that God made me. The gifts, strengths and weaknesses that were created in me were not right so I have had to fight myself and natural tendencies to make another happy. I would feel completely alone in a crowded room. I didn't sing, smile easily or even laugh much at all. I gained weight and was miserable. My body was dying from the inside out because my spirit was broken. I learned to protect myself from these hurts. I learned to use laughter as a defense mechanism. I learned how to skim off the top about my story so no one knew "too much" to later use it against me when it suited them. No matter who was around me, I would not relinquish myself from that little protective ball I was in and then.....
A few months ago, I moved to the city of Durham. Honestly, I do not like the city as a whole. I started attending an amazing church that has become a big part of my healing. I feel needed, loved and wanted. I believe it was because of that my heart was prepared for the next steps in my life. This journey to the eastern side of state hasn't been easy. As a matter of fact, it has gotten much harder in some ways. I now can see that the crossroads I was at, was a pivotal moment in my life. It was here that I started allowing myself to open again and allow myself to find healing in a new way.
I have met a lot of nice guys in my dating experience and some that have been quite interesting. I became very frustrated and started praying that God would take away my desire to want to be a wife again. The need to share my life with someone and to be loved the way God intended. It was too hard to have those desires and not have them fulfilled. It was more frustrating and exhausting that anything and then......
At first, when I would get compliments and doting, I would laugh and wonder if I was in the middle of a joke that I wasn't aware of. The constant thinking the best of me at all times was enough to make me stop and look at the eyes, body language and really listen to the voice fluctuation of the one saying those things, just to ensure the sincerity of the giver. Slowly, I began to relax and "unroll" from my little ball. That ball kept me protected. Now, I have no protection. Now, I am a part of something that I always felt was possible but never believed it for myself. The way that I am, my personality, gifts, looks, shape, size, laugh, style, etc is not only "good enough" but just right. Who I am is wanted and not just for what I can give. Just think of all I would have missed out on if I would have stayed in that tight little ball.
I have found that I cannot protect my heart because you cannot protect what you aren't in possession of. I gave God my heart as I prayed for those desires to be taken away and asked Him to give it to whomever He deems worthy, even if it was only to Him. In this relationship, I do not fear for myself anymore. Now, I know what real is. You don't realize you haven't had something real until you experienced something genuine for yourself. Where our journey will lead, only God knows. I do know that the little ball I have unknowingly created for myself is no longer something I can do anymore.
I am on an emotional roller coaster but I am not rolled up, eyes closed feeling every jerk, hill, or corkscrew and dreading every possibility. I have my hands straight up in the air, eyes wide open, a goofy grin on my face and a laugh in my voice. Now this is a ride that I have been waiting in line for for a long time and I am going to enjoy every moment of the ups and downs, highs and lows and not knowing what is around the corner.
Tonight, I realized that I have been that rolley polley for a long time. I have heard that I need to look like this girl or that. I need to lose weight or change my style. I have seen the one I was married to walk a distance away to give the allusion we weren't together although at the time, we were. I have been made to feel like there was something wrong with me because of the way that God made me. The gifts, strengths and weaknesses that were created in me were not right so I have had to fight myself and natural tendencies to make another happy. I would feel completely alone in a crowded room. I didn't sing, smile easily or even laugh much at all. I gained weight and was miserable. My body was dying from the inside out because my spirit was broken. I learned to protect myself from these hurts. I learned to use laughter as a defense mechanism. I learned how to skim off the top about my story so no one knew "too much" to later use it against me when it suited them. No matter who was around me, I would not relinquish myself from that little protective ball I was in and then.....
A few months ago, I moved to the city of Durham. Honestly, I do not like the city as a whole. I started attending an amazing church that has become a big part of my healing. I feel needed, loved and wanted. I believe it was because of that my heart was prepared for the next steps in my life. This journey to the eastern side of state hasn't been easy. As a matter of fact, it has gotten much harder in some ways. I now can see that the crossroads I was at, was a pivotal moment in my life. It was here that I started allowing myself to open again and allow myself to find healing in a new way.
I have met a lot of nice guys in my dating experience and some that have been quite interesting. I became very frustrated and started praying that God would take away my desire to want to be a wife again. The need to share my life with someone and to be loved the way God intended. It was too hard to have those desires and not have them fulfilled. It was more frustrating and exhausting that anything and then......
At first, when I would get compliments and doting, I would laugh and wonder if I was in the middle of a joke that I wasn't aware of. The constant thinking the best of me at all times was enough to make me stop and look at the eyes, body language and really listen to the voice fluctuation of the one saying those things, just to ensure the sincerity of the giver. Slowly, I began to relax and "unroll" from my little ball. That ball kept me protected. Now, I have no protection. Now, I am a part of something that I always felt was possible but never believed it for myself. The way that I am, my personality, gifts, looks, shape, size, laugh, style, etc is not only "good enough" but just right. Who I am is wanted and not just for what I can give. Just think of all I would have missed out on if I would have stayed in that tight little ball.
I have found that I cannot protect my heart because you cannot protect what you aren't in possession of. I gave God my heart as I prayed for those desires to be taken away and asked Him to give it to whomever He deems worthy, even if it was only to Him. In this relationship, I do not fear for myself anymore. Now, I know what real is. You don't realize you haven't had something real until you experienced something genuine for yourself. Where our journey will lead, only God knows. I do know that the little ball I have unknowingly created for myself is no longer something I can do anymore.
I am on an emotional roller coaster but I am not rolled up, eyes closed feeling every jerk, hill, or corkscrew and dreading every possibility. I have my hands straight up in the air, eyes wide open, a goofy grin on my face and a laugh in my voice. Now this is a ride that I have been waiting in line for for a long time and I am going to enjoy every moment of the ups and downs, highs and lows and not knowing what is around the corner.
Tuesday, November 4, 2014
SAYING GOODBYE
Lately, I have heard and read a lot of people telling a loved on goodbye to their friends, social networking sights and in the newspaper. It never ceases to amaze me that they have waited until they are gone to tell them how they feel about them and how much they have impacted their lives. Can we not see that it is too late? All that is, is a feeble attempt to release the guilt we have from not speaking up sooner and helping us with the grieving process.
Why wait? Who is it in our lives that has made a big impact on us? Why not tell them now? What would you tell them if you were writing their epitaph and telling them goodbye? Write it down!! Act as if you just found out that they had died and give them the best send off words can write, then give it to them. Whether it is in your comfort zone or not, don't wait until they do not get any gratification from it. Say it now when it can do the most good.
On the other hand, what would our own farewell speech say? What would people say about us if we weren't around anymore? Would there be a void, a great loss? What would your kids do? Would they be prepared for your absence? Would you leave behind a mess? If I was taken tomorrow, what would people say about me when they heard? Would there be a line going out the doors for my viewing or would we close up early because no one came? What would happen to my kids? Would they be prepared for such a loss or would they blame God forever?
How morbid!! Maybe. Haven't you ever wondered if you were gone, would everyone feel the impact? I want my life to be a legacy. I hope to set a new record on the oldest person one of these days but if that doesn't happen, I want my life, my presence and what I have taught my kids and those around me to live on long after I am gone. I want my kids to continue in the legacy that I have help create. There is more to life than just the day to day things. Death is a big part of it as well. It's something no one wants to talk or even think about but it is a reality. I can think of several people that I would feel a piece of me was missing if they went to Heaven. Their lives, actions and love has helped shape me into who I am. Their graciousness has been given to me when I least deserved it. What a loss that this world would experience if they were gone. Why wait to tell them this? I would love to hear it if I made an impact on someone. I would love to hear my kids say "why" they love me and replay memories when they get older. I look forward to that. I want to purpose in my heart to not wait until it is too late to share the love, admiration and thankfulness that I have for those around me. In most cases there is no way I could ever "pay them back" for what they have done for me. Although, I can "pay it forward". There is no better way to say thanks than to pass on those lessons that someone else has taught you.
I have some amazingly strong men and women in my life and in my family. Their actions have spoken to me when their words couldn't get through. When I was feeling unlovable they loved me through it. When the distance increased the love and closeness that we have has not. I am so thankful for the ones God has put in my life. It is my goal to make sure that each and every one not only knows it but sees and feels it as well.
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When saying goodbye to someone and writing their farewell, it is easier when the story of their life is something amazing to tell.
Why wait? Who is it in our lives that has made a big impact on us? Why not tell them now? What would you tell them if you were writing their epitaph and telling them goodbye? Write it down!! Act as if you just found out that they had died and give them the best send off words can write, then give it to them. Whether it is in your comfort zone or not, don't wait until they do not get any gratification from it. Say it now when it can do the most good.
On the other hand, what would our own farewell speech say? What would people say about us if we weren't around anymore? Would there be a void, a great loss? What would your kids do? Would they be prepared for your absence? Would you leave behind a mess? If I was taken tomorrow, what would people say about me when they heard? Would there be a line going out the doors for my viewing or would we close up early because no one came? What would happen to my kids? Would they be prepared for such a loss or would they blame God forever?
How morbid!! Maybe. Haven't you ever wondered if you were gone, would everyone feel the impact? I want my life to be a legacy. I hope to set a new record on the oldest person one of these days but if that doesn't happen, I want my life, my presence and what I have taught my kids and those around me to live on long after I am gone. I want my kids to continue in the legacy that I have help create. There is more to life than just the day to day things. Death is a big part of it as well. It's something no one wants to talk or even think about but it is a reality. I can think of several people that I would feel a piece of me was missing if they went to Heaven. Their lives, actions and love has helped shape me into who I am. Their graciousness has been given to me when I least deserved it. What a loss that this world would experience if they were gone. Why wait to tell them this? I would love to hear it if I made an impact on someone. I would love to hear my kids say "why" they love me and replay memories when they get older. I look forward to that. I want to purpose in my heart to not wait until it is too late to share the love, admiration and thankfulness that I have for those around me. In most cases there is no way I could ever "pay them back" for what they have done for me. Although, I can "pay it forward". There is no better way to say thanks than to pass on those lessons that someone else has taught you.
I have some amazingly strong men and women in my life and in my family. Their actions have spoken to me when their words couldn't get through. When I was feeling unlovable they loved me through it. When the distance increased the love and closeness that we have has not. I am so thankful for the ones God has put in my life. It is my goal to make sure that each and every one not only knows it but sees and feels it as well.
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When saying goodbye to someone and writing their farewell, it is easier when the story of their life is something amazing to tell.
Saturday, November 1, 2014
DEAR MR. PRESIDENT.....SINCERELY A STAY AT HOME MOM
Dear Mr. President,
In light of what you said regarding stay at home mom's and that "is not a choice we want Americans to make". I respect your position as President but you obviously do not respect ours. A stay at home moms is "full and equal participants in our economy" we help make America what it is. In 1865 William Ross Wallace wrote a poem that states "The hand that rocks the cradle, rules the world." It is a poem that 'praises motherhood as the preeminent force for change in the world'.
I cannot imagine what it is like to be president. To have not only America look to you but the world. What a grave responsibility. However, you seem to have forgotten what your role is and you definitely haven't a clue what a stay at home mom's role is. In part, your role is to protect our religious freedom, protect Americans from not only itself but outside forces that are sworn to destroy us. Please see the Declaration of Independence and the Constitution. Religious freedom doesn't include trying to encourage and make our nation a one world religion. It doesn't include letting the ones who caused such devastation that is ranked top 10 of wars ranked by Americans deaths, to come into America with open arms and build a Mosque within walking distance of where the Twin Towers were destroyed (a sign of victory for the Muslims). Now you are stating that America is a "Muslim country". Really? How about protecting Americans from outside forces, including leadership that has not had our best interests at heart?
As a mom and a former Stay at home mom, I know that you cannot be best friends with your "constituents" doing what is best for them doesn't always win you a favorable vote. Sometimes you get a pout, cold shoulder, fit or blame from that constituent or others. As president of my own home, I believe the rules are about the same. I am not babysitting my constituents and patting them on the back when they kick and scream because they don't want to participate in what is best, I am encouraging those future voters to be contributing Americans that may even change the world as we know it. It is true leadership when you know you have the power to bend someone's will for your own purposes but instead choose to teach them to make their own choices and with those choices comes consequences. I have taken that "wasted time" teaching those children absolutely EVERYTHING. As I held my children to my breast I promoted "Locally grown, all natural food", conserved energy, water and man power. When I taught my children to pray for the President, I am serving the nation as long as I do it before 9 and after 5. I taught them how to respect others even when they aren't deserving. I have taught them to honor our military because without the sacrifice of so many, we wouldn't even have a country. I have taught them to love their neighbor and not bully others into doing what they think is right, to put God first and do what He would have them to do because He is the ultimate guide. It doesn't make us weak, it makes us stronger to admit we aren't the center of the universe. There is Something/Someone greater than us. It takes a strong person to not hide behind people that only push their agenda for money or fame. That emptiness you seem to be incapable of filling is filled when you acknowledge the One you have been fighting so hard to prove that He doesn't exist. One day, I pray that my constituents will follow the example I have led. I have gotten in the "trenches" along with them. I have not written directions and pointed absentmindedly at what they should do, I have taught them every day, with my life, although an imperfect one, Not just in a public eye but behind closed doors. I have actually played with my kids in the park, thrown ball, played babies and hide and seek and know everything there is to know about their lives. When asked by Oprah if you played on the swing set with your children you started to say yes and then changed it and denied having played with them on their swing set. It seems small and insignificant but you start in your own home before you try to save the world outside it. It's called leadership. Honestly, it's hard and sometimes it really stinks. Sometimes you end the day feeling like the worst President ever but when they start to grow and change and I know it is because of those "tough times" I know I have done my job. Those poles may not show right away but the results are unmistakable. Then, it happens, my constituents start to change, resulting in our world changing for the better.
I didn't send my kids to daycare because a choice was made that those children were to be raised by the one that bore them. I do not look down on anyone that is a career mom. I absolutely am blown away by them and now have joined the force. For me, that was not even a debate when I had my children. They are smart, well-rounded and are secure even when our life has been a war zone for the past few years. There was a marriage that was destroyed unexpectedly. Doesn't seem the same to you? I beg to differ. Stay at home moms are the hardest working people there are. The pay is non existent but the benefits never run out. There may not be a car allowance, personal jets or cooks but there are happy children that are better off with a mom in their lives than not. I have gotten down to the last can of peas or not eaten for days on end so they would have enough food. I've allowed gossip and accusations to go unanswered in order to protect the ones I serve. When is the last time you have made sacrifices like that for your constituents?
Please tell me how much better it is for all these moms to flood the non-existent job market in order to make sure their "hourly pay stays competitive". Just to have their children end up in an over crowded daycare with under paid help, for those mom's to have to get on welfare because they can't find work but are trying to stay up with what you believe is best. Tell me how "we" aren't contributing to our society. Let's take it down to the basics. Without us, the world wouldn't exist. Without the ones that take on home school, being a mom and/or career woman, where would we be really? Women are the ones that change a nation. We are the ones that take on jobs we aren't even built for because our children need us. We have stepped into a "man's world" and weren't accepted but continued on no matter what the opposition. Those women were labeled and scorned but they came back day after day because their children needed them to. Our choices are to be a stay at home mom or to have a career. Either way, we are doomed.
Is this still the same America that ridiculed the working women after they decided to continue working in a "man's world" after stepping up when the newspaper articles would state, "Everyone is a helper" calling all women to aide in making heavy machinery during WWII? Can you make up your mind what you really want from us other that to act like a man while looking like a woman, don't show that we are women in our dress because we will be blasted for using our "assets" to get to the top quicker (hard work and determination couldn't be the reason) don't show emotion while trying not to have too strong maternal instincts so we won't be ridiculed in the working world. Now, thanks to you, we are ridiculed from a national platform. If mothers are the ones who rule the world, where do you think your rank will be when it's all said and done?
Again, I appreciate your position but I disagree with, well, just about everything I have ever heard you say. Thanks again for showing who you really are. I was a stay at home mom for years and I have recently been "forced" to go back to the career field along with other women that were always career women and my hourly pay has been just as high if not higher that the ones around me. These hands no longer rock a cradle but they fold in prayer. Good luck with that.
In light of what you said regarding stay at home mom's and that "is not a choice we want Americans to make". I respect your position as President but you obviously do not respect ours. A stay at home moms is "full and equal participants in our economy" we help make America what it is. In 1865 William Ross Wallace wrote a poem that states "The hand that rocks the cradle, rules the world." It is a poem that 'praises motherhood as the preeminent force for change in the world'.
I cannot imagine what it is like to be president. To have not only America look to you but the world. What a grave responsibility. However, you seem to have forgotten what your role is and you definitely haven't a clue what a stay at home mom's role is. In part, your role is to protect our religious freedom, protect Americans from not only itself but outside forces that are sworn to destroy us. Please see the Declaration of Independence and the Constitution. Religious freedom doesn't include trying to encourage and make our nation a one world religion. It doesn't include letting the ones who caused such devastation that is ranked top 10 of wars ranked by Americans deaths, to come into America with open arms and build a Mosque within walking distance of where the Twin Towers were destroyed (a sign of victory for the Muslims). Now you are stating that America is a "Muslim country". Really? How about protecting Americans from outside forces, including leadership that has not had our best interests at heart?
As a mom and a former Stay at home mom, I know that you cannot be best friends with your "constituents" doing what is best for them doesn't always win you a favorable vote. Sometimes you get a pout, cold shoulder, fit or blame from that constituent or others. As president of my own home, I believe the rules are about the same. I am not babysitting my constituents and patting them on the back when they kick and scream because they don't want to participate in what is best, I am encouraging those future voters to be contributing Americans that may even change the world as we know it. It is true leadership when you know you have the power to bend someone's will for your own purposes but instead choose to teach them to make their own choices and with those choices comes consequences. I have taken that "wasted time" teaching those children absolutely EVERYTHING. As I held my children to my breast I promoted "Locally grown, all natural food", conserved energy, water and man power. When I taught my children to pray for the President, I am serving the nation as long as I do it before 9 and after 5. I taught them how to respect others even when they aren't deserving. I have taught them to honor our military because without the sacrifice of so many, we wouldn't even have a country. I have taught them to love their neighbor and not bully others into doing what they think is right, to put God first and do what He would have them to do because He is the ultimate guide. It doesn't make us weak, it makes us stronger to admit we aren't the center of the universe. There is Something/Someone greater than us. It takes a strong person to not hide behind people that only push their agenda for money or fame. That emptiness you seem to be incapable of filling is filled when you acknowledge the One you have been fighting so hard to prove that He doesn't exist. One day, I pray that my constituents will follow the example I have led. I have gotten in the "trenches" along with them. I have not written directions and pointed absentmindedly at what they should do, I have taught them every day, with my life, although an imperfect one, Not just in a public eye but behind closed doors. I have actually played with my kids in the park, thrown ball, played babies and hide and seek and know everything there is to know about their lives. When asked by Oprah if you played on the swing set with your children you started to say yes and then changed it and denied having played with them on their swing set. It seems small and insignificant but you start in your own home before you try to save the world outside it. It's called leadership. Honestly, it's hard and sometimes it really stinks. Sometimes you end the day feeling like the worst President ever but when they start to grow and change and I know it is because of those "tough times" I know I have done my job. Those poles may not show right away but the results are unmistakable. Then, it happens, my constituents start to change, resulting in our world changing for the better.
I didn't send my kids to daycare because a choice was made that those children were to be raised by the one that bore them. I do not look down on anyone that is a career mom. I absolutely am blown away by them and now have joined the force. For me, that was not even a debate when I had my children. They are smart, well-rounded and are secure even when our life has been a war zone for the past few years. There was a marriage that was destroyed unexpectedly. Doesn't seem the same to you? I beg to differ. Stay at home moms are the hardest working people there are. The pay is non existent but the benefits never run out. There may not be a car allowance, personal jets or cooks but there are happy children that are better off with a mom in their lives than not. I have gotten down to the last can of peas or not eaten for days on end so they would have enough food. I've allowed gossip and accusations to go unanswered in order to protect the ones I serve. When is the last time you have made sacrifices like that for your constituents?
Please tell me how much better it is for all these moms to flood the non-existent job market in order to make sure their "hourly pay stays competitive". Just to have their children end up in an over crowded daycare with under paid help, for those mom's to have to get on welfare because they can't find work but are trying to stay up with what you believe is best. Tell me how "we" aren't contributing to our society. Let's take it down to the basics. Without us, the world wouldn't exist. Without the ones that take on home school, being a mom and/or career woman, where would we be really? Women are the ones that change a nation. We are the ones that take on jobs we aren't even built for because our children need us. We have stepped into a "man's world" and weren't accepted but continued on no matter what the opposition. Those women were labeled and scorned but they came back day after day because their children needed them to. Our choices are to be a stay at home mom or to have a career. Either way, we are doomed.
Is this still the same America that ridiculed the working women after they decided to continue working in a "man's world" after stepping up when the newspaper articles would state, "Everyone is a helper" calling all women to aide in making heavy machinery during WWII? Can you make up your mind what you really want from us other that to act like a man while looking like a woman, don't show that we are women in our dress because we will be blasted for using our "assets" to get to the top quicker (hard work and determination couldn't be the reason) don't show emotion while trying not to have too strong maternal instincts so we won't be ridiculed in the working world. Now, thanks to you, we are ridiculed from a national platform. If mothers are the ones who rule the world, where do you think your rank will be when it's all said and done?
Again, I appreciate your position but I disagree with, well, just about everything I have ever heard you say. Thanks again for showing who you really are. I was a stay at home mom for years and I have recently been "forced" to go back to the career field along with other women that were always career women and my hourly pay has been just as high if not higher that the ones around me. These hands no longer rock a cradle but they fold in prayer. Good luck with that.
Sincerely,
A loving mother
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