I AM TRULY BLESSED. . . .

I am one to often reflect upon my life. It helps me to see if I've grown through the weeks, days, months, and years that I've been blessed to remain here. I've grown, but I've also allowed myself to be stuck in some not so pleasant places. I try not to dwell on the stuck places, because eventually as I grow . . . I learn to move on pass those obstacles.

This week alone I've learned the true word of acceptance, coming to terms with the inevitable, and rising from one plateau to prepare for the next. What helped me to come to those realizations was that I had a true "melt down" this week. After a long meeting with my father's doctors, I found myself on autopilot. I was there, but I wasn't. I moved through a gray haze that kept me from feeling anything. I was numb, but I was able to take care of some important things without thinking or feeling, BUT when I returned home, it was another story. The walls began to close in, I could not breath, and my mind flashed back to the meeting that I had earlier. It was if I was still sitting in the meeting with the doctors and I broke.

I consider myself a pretty strong Black Sista. I am not made of iron and I am not often shaken either, but this particular meeting shook me to the core. I'm blessed because the very one you would never imagine to be there for you often is. I am bless to have that. I don't take it for granted, but I have never acknowledge it either. Through all of his own hoopla, he's been there for me. It makes what I am going through less stressful, less alone, and with the help of God and him to do what I have to do each day for my father. I thank God for him.

"LORD I CAN NOT FORGET THE GRACE AND MERCY THAT YOU HAVE EXTENDED TO ME. MY HEART IS FILLED WITH LOVE AND GRATITUDE. I REALLY LOVE YOU LORD.YOU ARE MY GRACE MY DWELLING PLACE, MY PEACE, MY SWEET RELIEF."
Danita Champ

Love to all
Vee