ANGELA

    Angela is my precious Angel, now 13 years old. It seems her biggest leaps

have come at Christmas time. Due to complications after birth she suffered 

brain damage which made her a very special child. She is one who has overcome

many of the dire predictions of her life and abilities. I know that her successes 

are due to prayer and love , and I am so grateful to people for both.

     The grim outlook for her as a baby was..."She will never eat solid food, she

 will never walk, she will never know you are her parents, she will never play or

 learn, she will never talk, we can hope for the best, but prepare for her to be

 little more than a vegetable."  Always at Christmastime she made her more 

 astounding leaps. One the Christmas she was three--she squealed with delight

 at the sight of the tree being brought in, and that Christmas she took her first

 steps.
     This week angela has tried very hard to speak--something she has never

 done before no matter the coaxing.  she has been able to say one word since

 she was 4 and that word is 'happy". That word kept hope alive in our hearts.

Her little brother, Reagan, always introduces her saying, "This is my sister

 Angela, she doesn't talk yet." On his own he has such great faith, and often

 speaks of her brain getting better. He is very excited this week for her.

Angela is a joy and a gift; I know that when she speaks she will have so much

to tell us --in her own words!


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time

     A friend told me he was reading my blog....I was embarrassed because I had not written on it in a very long time...longer than even I thought. That's not to say I haven't written ANYTHING in a year....I have...just not there....on my public blog.

sigh

Children are older, events have passed...time has moved forward...I AM OLDER.
The thing with TIME is that it just keeps moving. I can make plans, I can procrastinate, I can look forward to a time in the future ...but the truth is time moves forward and drags us along whether we like it or not.
My plan of having a book published "next year" has not happened yet "next year" has come and gone.
SEIZE THE DAY! means more to me now than ever before. I must value each day, each moment and make the days count...just as God intended me to. Not that I will stress out, and drive myself crazy, and live an unhappy life....no just the opposite...because each day will MATTER...each embrace will mean even more....each conversation, each plan....will be a MOMENT instead of a minute.