My Sister Brenda

Yes, That's Right I Said Sister. Even Though Brenda And I Don't Share The Blood, We Still Consider Each Other Brother/Sister.
Brenda Came To Us When She Was 7 Years Old. My Parents Were Foster Parents And It Was Common To Have A Houseful Of Kids Coming And Going. Brenda Stayed With Our Family The Longest. For Many Years Now I Never Looked At Her Any Different Than My Sister Channa. I Can't Remember The Last Time I Referred To Her As My Foster Sister. The Way I Have Always Seen It, Is If You Choose To Let Everybody Know There Is No Blood Relation Then You Refer To Her As "Foster".
Brenda Has Had Many Health Issues Over The Years. Her Most Recent Was Last Night When She Became Unresponsive At Home. She Is Still With Us But I Must Ask For Your Prayers.
She Is At Provena Here In Danville. Doctors Are Not Sure What Her Problems Are. Still Awaiting Test To Determine What Caused This. I Have Not Been To Visit Her. I Really Don't Want To See Her In The Condition She Is In. I Think Once She Knows I Am There I Will Go Visit Her.
Brenda Has Always Had A Good Spirit. In Spite Of All Her Health Concerns She Has Managed To Stay Upbeat. Most Recently Though She Has Found It To Be Frustrating Because Her Life Is Ever Changing. In Spite Of It All However, She Remains True To Those She Loves The Most.
We Find Ourselves All Wrapped Up In Our Daily Lives We Don't Take The Time To Smell The Roses. It Seems The Times We Reflect Back Is When We Realize We Could Have Called Or Visited More Often.
I Guess You Could Always Consider It Unfinished Business When You Still Have More To Say But Never Found The Time. If I Had The Opportunity To Bring Back The People I Have Lost Over The Years I Would Most Likely Have Some Things To Say. It's Sad But True.
To My Readers; Do You Have Unfinished Business With People You Care About? Don't Put It Off Until Tomorrow. Tomorrow Never Comes. Take Care Of Business Today. I Really Want To See Brenda. I Will, Once She Knows I Am There.
In The Meantime Please Remember Her In Prayer.

The Photo Says It All

If A Photo Were Able To Talk I'm Sure It's History Would Be Told.
This Photo Was Taken Recently At A Family Reunion. Everyone In This Photo Has A Connection To My Mother. If It Weren't For My Mother This Photo Would Not Exist.
I Consider It Ironic That Fate Is The Balance For The Future. A Bunch Of What If's Can Be Thrown Into A Chance Meeting. My Mother(Shirley Rohrer Miller) Worked As A Waitress At The Duchess Restaurant In Downtown Danville. My Father(Harvey Miller) Worked In A Downtown Furniture Store. The Way I Understood It Was My Father Normally Dined In A Different Restaurant But That Particular Night It Was Closed. The Rest Is History. What If My Mother Had Not Been Working That Particular Evening? What If My Father's First Choice Was Indeed Open That Night? I'm Sure Many Of You Can Relate And See Similar Instances Of What If's.
Tomorrow Marks The Completion Of Three Quarters Of A Century For My Mother. I Would Like To Wish Her A Very Happy Birthday. I Hope You Get Some Chocolate Covered Chocolates On Your Special Day.
Happy Birthday Mom!

Thank God!

That's The Words That Came Out Of My Mouth Last Evening As I Got Inside My Truck For The Trip Home.
I Had A Day Of Frazzled Nerves Due To A Possible Pop Up Shower In The Afternoon. If You Have Ever Visited Me On Friday's At The Sale, Then You Can Understand Why I'm Always Concerned About Rain. I Won't Get Into The History Of The Rain Storms I Have Been In Because They Are Numerous. One Thing I Know For Sure. I Really Don't Like Being Down There With The Threat Of Rain. There Is Always Risk Of Things Getting Wet.
My Point Is This. As We Began To Shut Things Down, A Dark Cloud Began To Appear Which Became Obvious Threatening Weather Was Approaching. We Were Litterally Running To Get The Trailer And Truck Loaded Before It Began To Rain. After It Was All Finished I Got Into The Truck For The Drive Home. It Then Began To Rain. I Was So Thankful I Was Not Rained On. I Didn't Care About Me. I Was More Concerned About All The Stuff In The Boxes. All Is Well And With A Sigh Of Relief I Said Thank God.
Shouldn't We Thank God For Everything In Our Lives? It's Moments Like This That Remind Us Who Really Is In Control.
Thank You God For The Reminder.

Not Long Ago I Wrote In My Blog And Asked My Readers To Participate In A Random Act Of Kindness Atleast Once A Month.
A Friend Sent Me An Email About An Old Man Who Died. A Neighbor Boy Spent Time With The Old Gentlman In His Late Years Of Life. That Alone Brought Joy To His Life. Life In My Eyes Is Based On Love.
This Crazy World We Live In Swallows Us Up And We Tend To Waver From The True Purpose Of Life. We Forget To Tell The Ones We Love The Joy They Brought Into Our Lives.
I Think Most Of You Would Agree We Tend To Live Each Day As Any Other. Our Routine Of Life Is The Reason For It. Sometimes It Takes A Death To Make You Stop And Think About All The Wonderful People Who Have Tread Onto Your Cycle Of Life.
As We Get Older We Find Ourselves Recognizing More Names In The Obituary Column. As Long As You Don't Read Your Own You Know The Good Lord Has Given You Another Day To Serve Your Purpose Of Life. What Is Our Purpose?
One Thing I Know For Sure. A Death Can Alter Another's Life Cycle. A Few Kind Words To Someone You Love Or Care About Can Be So Heartwarming.
My Assignment To Those I Care About. Please Leave A Message Behind After Your Passing. A Message Of Reminicing Or Words Of Love And Comforts. Those Who I Love And Admire Will Know The Difference They Made In My Life.
I Will Begin To Write Individual Letters To The People Who Matter Most. I May Outlive Some Of These People. Nobody Ever Knows When It's Your Time To Go. So Much Tragedy In Today's World. You Cannot Take Life For Granted.
It's My Opinion By Leaving Such A Message Will Not Only Bless The One Remembered, But Also The Person Who Fondly Remembers.
Join Me In This Individual Project Of Life. Jot Down On Paper The Memories You Shared. Tears Of Joy And Sadness Throughout The Years. Your Words Will Leave An Impression On The One Who Receives Your Gift.
God Bless......

Memories Of A Child

This Past Weekend I Had The Pleasure Of Observing Three Of My Grandsons During Some Of Their Activities. Of Course Today There Are More Computer And Video Games Occupying Their Young Little Minds. I'm Not Saying That In A Negative Way Because I See The Computers To Be One Of The Best Learning Tool Since The Beginning Of Time.
Today I Asked My Father To Someday Write On Paper What My Grandfather Was Like. My Father's Father Who Passed Before I Was Ever Thought Of. My Father Hardly Ever Mentioned Him As I Was Growing Up. I Felt Cheated By Not Given The Opportunity To Know My Heritage. What May Seem Meaningless Information To Him May Be Seen Differently By Others. Other Than Him Being A Country Preacher He Was Also A Water Witch. I Remember Him Talking About Coon Hunting.
My Memories Of My Father Are 55 Years In Time. My Grandsons Are Living Their Memories Of Years To Come. I Hope I Am Part Of A Good Memory For Anyone Who Cherish Them.
The Memories Of My Mothers Father Are Vivid Because He Played A Vital Part In My Growing Up.
I Really Hope My Father Shares His Memory Of His Father And Share Those Moments To Those Who Care.