
Stuck on You~Got this feeling down deep in my soul that I just can’t lose

Stuck on You~Got this feeling down deep in my soul that I just can’t lose
I can’t wait for my mums to get her bag. I love this woman’s site! You should check her out if you haven’t already! 😀
This is a special shout-out for Michelle of Tell Me About It who has bought one of my Bird in the Hand tote bags as a birthday present for her mother. I’m thrilled and I hope her mom is too! Thank you, Michelle.
Take care and keep laughing!

Stuck on You Monday for me!

i see you
see me
see you
i see you

Some say you can never go home, and for me that has always been true! However, today I did! My niece Rachel has sick and was in the hospital for 21 days with spinal meningitis, shingles and now juvenile diabetes! I couldn’t wait to hug her! She’s only one year older then my Alex and I can’t stand the thought of my loved ones suffering and I couldn’t be there because I’ve been too sick to travel.
I ran, I did I had to hold myself back so I wouldn’t tackle her and her Momma.
We hugged and cried and hugged and cried and it was the best feeling to touch her and see her with my own two eyes. Her momma is one of my best friends and I have missed her but I didn’t realize how much!
You see even though I didn’t go to my childhood home, I saw my sweet niece and her momma and I realized their hearts are home to me! Tonight I thank God for his grace for my family and for my friends!
I know you will agree this photographer has some beautiful photos and I especially like these photos I like the blue door and the blue sky.
Please direct all likes and comments to his blog at
http://photoofthedayetc.com/2013/08/05/road-to-jemez/
Continuing on our drive to Jemez, we could see the thunderheads over our destination. The junction of US 550 and State Road 4 is at San Ysidro. The San Ysidro Church has perfect Spanish Colonial/New Mexican style doors and a great little bell tower.

A man was hunched over a park bench with his head in his hands,
he had reached an end to answers for his life’s impossible demands.
This sobbing man raised his head up and gazed at the overcast clouds,
asking God “how could you let this happen,” he said out loud.
Just then God’s angel gathered up a gentle summer breeze,
and along came a white feather that floated right on this man’s knee.
Suddenly the clouds opened up and the sun shone on his face,
this man was astonished at what had just taken place.
He tucked the feather in his coin pocket of his faded beat up jeans,
and set an open course with new hope and raised self-esteem.
Weeks went by as this man rebuilt his brand-new life,
carrying the hope that was given to him in, and the will to survive.
One day the man returned to his favorite park bench where he always prayed,
this time his prayers were of gratitude, and strength in a loving God that he obeyed.
He took the feather from his coin pocket, to let it go in the gentle wind,
“The White Feather of Hope he said, will come to bless someone else over again.”
Gunnar Timothy
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