Once Twice The Indiscretions

 Book 194 

Romans 5:9 - 11 - 9. Much more them being justified by his blood we shall be saved from draft through him. 10. For if, when we were enemies, we were reconciled to GOD by the death of his son, much more, being reconciled, we shall be saved by his life. 11. And not only so, but we also joy in GOD through our LORD JESUS Christ, by whom have now received the atonement. 

When a person like myself have a situation at hand when it comes to a sibling, you got to take the bitter with the sweet to get through the day without going crazy. This is how it is with me and my sister Sherri. She makes you so angry sometimes to a point, you want to peel her skull and not ruin her hair in the process. Yes, we are in a spat about WiFi Internet that I asked her nicely to for, Sherri acted like she didn't want me to access to it. I decided to go ahead and change my mind about having access to her WiFi Internet.

Then, all heck broke loose, because I changed my mind and decided to back out. I told her that, "I am not trying to start anything with her, but...I notice that she was not talking and that she looked like she wasn't feeling well." At that moment, Sherri had told me she had a headache. I was going to accept the fact that she had a headache, until she told me that I was evil, and that our M O T H E R was right about me being rough and mean to her. Sherri had brought back and opened up old wounds about my spats with our M O T H E R, that I simply apologized to her on her death bed, before she was released to the Kingdom of GOD. It seemed like every time we had a spat, she would throw our M O T H E R in my face about the spats we use to have. I felt that was wrong of her to do that to me, when I already made peace with my, before she died. 

Sherri other indiscretion was also throwing her husbands parents in my face so that they can get them upset with me for them to look at me any kind of way like I am trash. I wasn't going to take it anymore with my sister throwing people in my face, including our deceased M O T H E R because it was a low blow to me to use our M O T H E R in that manner. I told my brother Wesley about what she did. He was totally upset with Sherri that she would rehash and bring up old wounds about our M O T H E R and I having having spats, and throwing her husband Lorenzo parents in the mix to get them upset with me over our spat with each other. I wasn't going to take it no more with my sister throwing people in my face, the main one I loved so much in my face, because it was ludicrous, unfounded, and ignorant. 

That was when I started praying for Sherri about her actions, and the fact that she had a headache, and about the fact that I was concerned about her, because she wasn't talking at all throughout the morning. It was like she was taking her frustrations out on me, and accusing me for arguing with her and I wasn't raising my voice to her. I was totally shock at the way she was acting. I left well enough alone and let GOD handle her problem, whether if it was all of her medicine she's taking bothering her, or if she just had a bad attitude from the effects of her medicines. I don't know anymore! 

My whole demeanor had changed about her when it came to her throwing people, including our M O T H E R in my face, and then rehashing up old wounds. "I am done taking it!" 

Fight My Battles For My F A T H E R Like A Toy Soldier

 Book 186 - Special Edition Post

1 Samuel 8:20 - 20. That we may be like all nations; and that our king may judge us, and go out before us, and fight our battles. 

2 Chronicles 32:8 - 8. With him is an arm of flesh, but with us is LORD our GOD to help us, and to fight our battles. And the people rested themselves upon the words of Hezekiah king of Judah.

Isaiah 30:32 - 32. And in every place where the grounded staff shall pass, which the Lord shall lay upon him, it shall be with targets and harps: and in battles of shaking will he fight with it. 

Step by Step, Heart to Heart...left right left, we all fall down, like Toy Soldiers. Whenever I hear that song, I think of my F A T H E R mostly, because...the woman who sung that song, lost her F A T H E R. It's very hard to fathom sometimes, because he is no longer here in my life, but...he will always be a part of the memories I have of him. "I will always treasure that unconditionally." I am hanging in there with every ounce of strength I have with every breath I take step by step, heart to heart for my F A T H E R. 

Left right left, I will not fall down in despair, grieve, and unhappiness like a Toy Soldier in this battle fought so hard through the last six months of my F A T H E R. "Who else can endure the kind of pain my family and I went through in one battle fought?" GOD and his son JESUS strengthen me and brighten me in my mind with all the tools I needed to win that battle for my F A T H E R in my pilots name sake. GOD and his son JESUS gave me the courage, the wisdom, and the talent to document without saying a word. The Toy Solider was left standing throughout everything it been through and won with an ounce of victory. With 427 battles fought, I was determined I give those battles to GOD and his son JESUS for my F A T H E R. 

Rest assure...my F A T H E R S story will continue to be true and told. There is justice for that solider known as my F A T H E R who has fallen, not by the wayside, but...in spirit so that he can rest in peace. I also think about my M O T H E R in the same way, and she could also rest assure that her story will also be told and is told in the present and in past tense in documentation without saying a word. I have a long way to go with fighting my battle 427 times for her. Rest assure...her story will be told in one heartbeat. 

There is no holding back in winning the battle 427 times 2 when it comes to loving the two people who are three years, four months apart from each other that I lost in my lifetime. I will not give into the battle I fought, because...GOD and his son JESUS are my captain from my latitude to my longitude, my battle will soon be a victory. 

What Sow...Sow Shall I Reap

 Book 185 - Special Edition Post

Luke 6:38 - 38. Give, and it shall be given unto you; good measure, pressed down, and shaken together, and running over, shall men give into your bosom. For with the same measure that ye mete withal it shall be measured to you again.

Galatians 6:8 - 8. For he that soweth to his flesh shall of the flesh reap corruption; but he that soweth to the Spirit shall of the Spirit reap life everlasting. 

2 Corinthians 9:6 - 6. But this I say, He which sleety sparingly shall reap also sparingly and he which sleety bountiful my shall reap also bountifully.

  

I wrote a letter in memory of my parents. I mostly wrote about my M O T H E R and my indiscretions I had against her when she was alive. Now...I reap what I sow through my son Zachary. I deserve what GOD and his son JESUS raft which is inflicted on me. I am going to take it, because I deserve it for the way I treated my M O T H E R. She continue to love me so much. Before she left me, she was at peace, and she forgave me with peace. I asked GOD and his son JESUS for forgiveness for my M O T H E R, and now, I am at peace.

My letter as it reads: 

I have issues dealing with the death of my parents. I know in my heart that my F AT H E R was the most important key to my existence, but...my M O T H E R was a different form of importance. She was the one who gave me life; she was the one who provided me comfort and with the knowledge to do so. She was my hover over me when things got bad. She made sure I was alright, along with my F A T H E R say in this. She made sure I had everything I needed to live in this world. Along with my F A T H E R, my M O T H E R was my safety net without confusion of what to do next. 

I have been taught by the best of the best. I have nothing but memories of my parents. Those memories continued with rules and regulations; the law of GOD and his son JESUS put into my parents hearts to instill it in me, so that I could learn from my mistakes if there were any. I can say right now, that I appreciate everything that my parents did for me when they were alive and well. I had a few bad patches with my M O T H E R I never got a chance to apologize to her about. Yes, I was a bad person only by choice at the time. 

I use to bad mouth my M O T H E R. My sister would tell me all the time, "To never talk to our M O T H E R like I did, and I did it anyway." But...my M O T H E R kept loving me even though, and she just kept smiling, never letting what I did bother her. In her heart, mind, body, and soul, she had already forgiven me for what I done to her. My M O T H E R was at peace through GOD and his son JESUS almighty. She had already forgiven me for all of indiscretions. I live through my reaping everyday through my son Zachary. 

He was so rebellious to me. He talks back to me just as I did my M O T H E R. Zachary did what he wanted and still doing what he wants just as I did my M O T H E R. He yells and screams at me just as I did to my M O T H E R. "I get it now!" I get it. What I sow...sow shall I reap. 

My reaping days is here in a ten fold through my son Zachary. He is totally letting me have it! Now I have the memory of my M O T H E R telling me so. She told me numerous times that everything I did to her was going to come back to me. It's here and it is ten times worst than I imagined for the way I treated her. I did love my M O T H E R with every breath I took and with every ounce of strength I had in my body, but...I didn't show her at the time when I treated her wrong when she was living on this earth. 

But...she forgave me before she she left me. Then...I asked GOD and his son JESUS to forgive me for what I did to my M O T H E R, and everything she had been through with me. I was totally amber to my F A T H E R, but...my M O T H E R rode the storm with me, my F A T H E R, and everyone else who did her wrong, and she just kept smiling to the four winds. I can say this with comfort, and with peace in my heart, "GOD and his son JESUS has forgiven me for my M O T H E R, and my M O T H E R has forgiven me through GOD and his on JESUS." 

I can say and continuously say, "I am at peace with it and myself included. I love you M O T H E R, I love you F A T H E R. Rest well.with the angels.

Our M O T H E R: Riding The Storm

 Book 180 - Special Edition Post 

2 Corinthians 1:6 - 6. And whether we be afflicted, it is for your consolation and salvation, which is effectual in the enduring of the same sufferings which we also suffer: or whether we be comforted, it is for your consolation and salvation. 

Psalms 19:9 - 9. The fear of the LORD is clean, enduring for ever: the judgements of the LORD are true and righteous altogether. 

When I write this post, I think of my M O T H E R and everything she has been through in her life. That's almost three scores and ten years before, she was called home to glory! How can anyone began to know the Hades she went through? Requiring minds want to know about the evil that was casted upon my M O T H E R S sweet soul. I can't forget the time when my F A T H E R was in the hospital for his stage four cirrhosis of the liver.

I remember he was having a hard time dealing with the pain of his disease. At the time, everyone one was there visiting him; my aunts Curline, Minnie Lou (The one that had Power of Attorney over my F A T H E R S life), Tammy, uncles Carl and Alfonzo, and his nieces and nephews. My M O T H E R S came, in support of my F A T H E R, since they were separated. I remember when my M O T H E R was on the side of his bed in a wheelchair, and she asked my F A T H E R, how he was doing? He told her right in front of everyone to, "Get out of his room!"

What my F A T H E R said to my M O T H E R, truly embarrassed her in front of everyone there in his hospital room. I looked over at my M O T H E R, and she had this look of disbelief; A shocking experience to know that my F A T H E R deceived her in a way that was unfounded. My niece Octavia looked over at her grandfather, and she became was angry with my with him at that peculiar moment. She walked over to my M O T H E R (her grandmother) and rolled her in her wheelchair chair; out of my F A T H E R S hospital room to a near by waiting room. Sherri, my twin sister followed her daughter Octavia and our M O T H E R to the waiting room. 

They never returned! I had stayed behind, because I wanted to ask my F A T H E R, "Why he disgrace my M O T H E R the way he did in front of everyone?" I was angry with my F A T H E R. He had no right to do what he did to my M O T H E R; embarrassing her like that in front of everyone there. I can only remember it as a bad memory against my M O T H E R. 

She was depressed for quite some time over my F A T H E R S indiscretion over what occurred that day. But, my M O T H E R...in the midst of her depression, kept a smile on her face, even though...she was hurting inside from my F A T H E R S deception. I remember a time when my F A T H E R first went out on my M O T H E R in an adulterous affair. It was Christmas Day. My M O T H E R, Sherri's boyfriend Lorenzo at the time; now husband, my brother Wesley Jr., and I had been at a party that my uncle Carl and aunt Tammy had hosted. 

My F A T H E R had left the party early. My M O T H E R noticed. Before reality came crashing down on my M O T H E R, she was told by an anonymous source that my F A T H E R was seen at this woman's house prior to my M O T H E R blinded fate that her husband was cheating on her. Wesley Jr., Sherri and Lorenzo, my M O T H E R, and I decided to leave the Christmas party with directions given to us from our anonymous source. It was after twelve midnight! In my M O T H E R S hands was  my  F A T H E R S location.

It was totally hard to fathom at first, what my M O T H E R was about to experience, as we travelled at a moderate pace of speed. We were in no hurry to find the deception of my F A T H E R S indiscretions. We took our time enroute to this woman of despair and my F A T H E R in the center of it. It took over forty for Wesley Jr., Sherri and Lorenzo, my M O T H E R, and I to arrive at this woman's house. My M O T H E R did not hesitate as she got out of car; she walked up to the front door as we (her children) and Lorenzo looked on. 

My M O T H E R knocked, and the woman answered the door. My M O T H E R looked, and she saw my F A T H E R sitting on the sofa (as my M O T H E R stated) "Without a care in the world", and then my F A T H E R raced out behind my M O T H E R as she was fiercely in tears. My F A T H E R said, "Now you know" like....he did not care about my M O T H E R S feelings at all. Wesley Jr., Sherri and Lorenzo, my  M O T H E R, and I did not waste anytime leaving the premises. 

The early morning after Christmas Day, I remembered it as a particularly bad memory, not even for me, but...especially for my M O T H E R to carry the deception of my F A T H E R S indiscretion into heart, mind, body, and soul. My M O TH E R cried of many days after she caught my F A T H E R cheating on her. She even had to leave the state to clear her head, but...my M O T H E R always kept a smile on her face, and a totally awesome spirit, no matter what storm comes her way of a hurricane. My F A T H E R S deception continued until the day, thirty plus years later, divorce papers were sent by a police officer to my M O T H E R S  front door. That's when the chain of events came crashing down on all of us. 

My F A T H E R had began planning for the end of his life, with the help of his oldest sister, Minnie Lou. I would always believe she had those divorce papers written up for my F A T H E R for a reason, and it was all health wise and financial. I remember a day before my F A T H E R was admitted to the hospital, that he came out to the house with papers in hand. I met him at the end of the drive way that day. He was trying to get my M O T H E R to sign some papers, including the divorce papers. 

I asked my F A T H E R was he okay. He said, "I am fine for now." As we were walking up the driveway, my F A T H E R was talking about the papers and how my M O T H E R used a credit card he had to file for divorce. The credit card was maxed out. I told my F A T H E R that he wasn't going into the house he built to confront my M O T H E R about those papers, because I knew that the papers he had was something that was against my M O T H E R, and I wasn't going to let him go inside the house to stir up chaos. 

Then, all of a sudden, my F A T H E R said something that disturbed my until this day. He said, "I know that you M O T H E R hopes I die of cancer." I asked him, "You got cancer?" My F A T H E R never answered me like...wow...why would he said that, and I question it, and he doesn't answer me? At that particular moment, I most definitely did not let him go inside the house to confront my M O T H E R. 

I didn't want any chaos between them. That was a memory that disturbed me so much; I often wondered on the top of things, "Did my F A T H E R have cancer on top of his liver disease, since my ex aunt Minnie Lou had Power of Attorney of his life instead of my M O T  H E R having that power if something was to happen to my F A T H E R?" I thought of my M O T H E R and how she felt over everything that has happened to her with my F A T H E R and his siblings going against her with every ounce of deception they had against my M O T H E R? But, my M O T H E R kept smiling no matter what, even though, she was hurting inside. I knew this! 

My M O T H E R has been through a lot in the 70 years of her life. The first twenty-five years of her life was good (she told me) and the rest of her life came crashing down on her. Instead, she kept smiling and loving her enemies (my extended family members) no matter what. My M O T H E R was a "Legend of Love" and she took that with her to her grave. My M O T H E R rode the storm with every obstacle thrown her way.

She didn't let anything bring her sweet spirit down all the way, but she had the strength to continue riding the storm, and I will always remember that about my M O T H E R. I think of what my M O T H E R went through, and I cry about it every now and then when I look at my pillow with her picture on it. I forgave my F A T H E R for everything he did to my M O T H E R, but...I would never forget what he did to my M O T H E R no matter what. She was a strong woman in a frail body. I can't imagine the strength she had to endure everything that has happened to her. I thank GOD and his son JESUS that my M O T H E R will never have to endure pain or crying again, because she is with our maker in Heaven. 

I am happy about that!  

Dealing With Consequences And Repercussions

 Book 173

Galatians 6:7 - 8 - 7. Be not deceived; GOD is not mocked: for whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap. 8. For he that soweth to his flesh shall of the flesh reap corruption; but he that soweth to the spirit shall of the spirit reap life everlasting. 

Romans 6:23 - 23. For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of GOD is eternal life through JESUS Christ our LORD. 

1 John 1:9 - 9. If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness. 

I find myself in deep thought about my M O T H E R and all the things I did to her when she was living. I know I'm reaping the consequences of my actions, and the repercussions on how I really treated her when things were so bad during a brief period of time in my life. M O T H E R tried to tell me some things to abide by and to take heed to, but...I would not listen to some of the things she warned me about according to what effect it will have on my life. I know that I'm paying for it and then some. My M O T H E R thought I hated her because of her outbursts towards me, being that she was just a old woman set in her way.  

I should of taken the fact to heart that my M O T H E R was just an old woman set in her way of things and I never should have been so hard on her. I had a attitude problem, I admit that! I needed to straighten that in order to be humble towards my M O T H E R when she had one of her outbursts. When I think of her, sometimes I just want her to argue with me about anything. That's how much I miss her knowing that I would never have the luxury of a M O T H E R in her mortal body again. I can only have her in spirit and in my memory. 

I can wish that everyone who still have their M O T H E R will treat her like a Q U E E N. I challenge that with everyone who still have their M O T H E R. It is a hard thing to go through life without my M O T H E R, because...she was the root of all things that mattered to me. I just miss her so much and I can't seem to come to reality of her death. That is a hard thing to do when it comes to having a M O T H E R who really have been there for me and my siblings through thick and thin and still...she landed on her feet when she got tripped up by anyone who would always keep her unbalanced. This is why the death of my M O T H E R is eating me up. With all the things I did in my past, it has come back to haunt me in a way it keeps me in tears. 

This is my season for reaping and sowing for my actions. I am suffering the consequences and the repercussions of my actions. This is by the rules and regulations of GOD when he wrote the Ten Commandments; the fifth commandment: Exodus 20:12 - Honor thy Father and thy Mother that thy days will be longer upon the earth in which the LORD thy GOD giveth thee. I now think about that commandment knowing that my M O T H E R and F A T H E R is not here anymore, it is instilled in my heart forever. It is a commandment that I would always abide by and learn from.

We Will Never Forget The One We Love This Holiday Season

Book 152

Numbers 35:31 - 31. Moreover ye shall take no satisfaction for the life of a murderer, which is guilty of death: but he shall be surely put to death

I miss my popski so much...I can't began to fathom what it's been like for us. We think of him everyday, especially around this time of the year, from the day of my FATHER'S death on the 4th of December 2016, three years ago. It's hard not to think of him when it comes to missing his barbecue. We (Sherri,Wesley Jr. and I) haven't been the best of children towards him, I admit that, but...we saw him when we needed to see him) and we continued to come, and we came, and we saw him before we knew fully that our FATHER was really sick.

"That part was kept from us!"  But...I don't want to rehash the past, because it's a bum rush; we (the family) would like to keep old relic in it's place. It's time to think ahead into the future, because...I finally after all this time...let my FATHER go, because I can't bring him back to us ever, but...I would let GOD'S vengeance take over what was done to my MOTHER and his children. We forgive and love everyone involved, but...we will never forget it for infinity. It's not easy to forget what was once a beautiful family...to no family connection at all, because of what was done to my family. No more grudges held against those culprits, because they will meet their day of judgement. I'm only saying what I must say; I'm only expressing how I really feel, and it's only natural to do so when the man we (the family) love has been taken from us for infinity. But...like I said, "We (the family) must let old relic go...and for it to our past tense.

GOD and his sons vengeance is their virtue to fight our battles, but...karma will soon meet up with those who meant my family sorrow. I can say, "I'm comfortable with the way I feel about most things...one...is the death of my FATHER and loving him enough to let him go." Like I said...I can't bring him back to life, but I must go on with living life to the fullest in the name of my pilots. Nothing in my life without my FATHER will never be the same, but...I must go on, no matter how much it hurt. All I have is memories of a lifetime.

I'll settle for those fine memories, because...it's all I have to hold onto.

When GOD And Is Son JESUS Fulfill Their Glory And Their Blessings

Book 151

Matthew 18:26 - 26. The servant therefore fell down, and worshipped him, saying, LORD, have patience with me, and I will pay thee all. 


I sit everyday, and wonder about what our lives (the family) would be like on a manfold. It's difficult to say where our future lies when your basically homeless, and no where to go at that particular moment. But...you know what I thought? I thought about how good GOD and his son JESUS is when we knew, as a family that they have forseen our home, before we did. For me my self...I found it amazing what my pilots have done to forsee our future in an image (created by their own) eyes; they see our home, and where it is, and how it's going to be. Blessings fulfilled with greatness and glory.

Our faith is truly strong as Platinum is precious. We (the family) is holding on to faith, trust, belief, hope and grace. That's all that matter in a heartbeat. The people who were responsible for the demise of our lease, and for putting my family out of our home, because of us being on a month to month (without us knowing it) they will see it again when karma fulfill their consciousness, and their eyes will be opened as wide as the latitude would fulfill it width. We already know  our blessings will already be done in a manfold we (the family) will be happy.

GOD and his son JESUS is good all the time as we continue to live one day at a time with my niece, while she's out trucking her big ole 18 wheeler truck. We are very thankful for her giving us (our family) a place of residence for now. Nothing more could of made us more happier. As for Sheba Gold, our family dog, has a place of her own temporarily until we're able to receiver and give her awesome home setting with love. I know that we would be once again be together again (the family and Sheba Gold) whenever GOD and son JESUS say, "We can move now where they will provide us to be as our permanent residence...in the name of the Father (GOD) and in the name of the son (JESUS) and in the name of the Holy Ghost (in Spirit) that's all that matter to us."

When Demands Are Overrated

Book 148

Proverbs 3:6 - 6. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths. 

                16:1 - 1. The preparations of the heart in man, and the answer of the tongue, is from the      LORD.

                16:9 - 9. A man's heart deciseth his way: but the LORD directeth his steps. 

*I will keep this "girl" anonymous throughout my post



I'm starting to think that I had this girl wrong from the get go. I thought that she would change her tune about a whole lot of stuff, but...I was totally wrong when I comes her way of thinking about the consequences and the repercussions of her actions. Here's what happened! She tried to plan a birthday party for her son, which is common for someone who loves her son very much. But...here's the problem! She planned her son's birthday party without telling my twin sister Sherri and her husband about it.

So what is the verdict of the situation of this girl's son's birthday party? Well...here is the answer! I don't think Sherri was going to let this girl have the birthday party at our family home. Or at least...for now, being so that this girl's son's birthday party is tomorrow. Here's what I know. If you'r e going to plan something as important as birthday party, tell the person, or person's in charge, and are the heads of the home, and not plan anything ahead of self, if it can be helped.

I guess this girl thought she had more leverage than my twin sister and her husband to request her demands anytime she felt like dropping them like a dime on a catch. Common sense will tell her otherwise not to do what she did instantaneously without thinking ahead of herself, and making strong demands without telling my twin sister and her husband about her plan to have her son's  birthday party at our home. It's only logical to assume right and let my twin sister and her husband know extremely ahead of time, and not ahead of self, just like this girl has done. With this said, it would give awesome quality on our way of thinking that making demands is a way of life without suffering it consequences and the repercussions that comes along with those demands. Think twice and ask first before you place a demand cause you think you can anytime.

DITTO!!!!!

Uncommon Valor Towards Its Common Virtue

Book 147

Deuteronomy 31:6 - 6. Be strong and of a good courage, fear not, nor be afraid of them: for the LORD thy GOD, He it is that doth go with thee; he will not fail thee, nor forsake thee. 

1 Chronicles 28:20 - 20. And David said to Solomon his son, Be strong and of good courage, and do it; fear not, nor be dismayed; for the LORD GOD even my GOD will be with thee; he will not fail thee, nor forsake thee, until thou hast finished all the work for  the service of the house of the LORD

*I choose to keep the "girl" and the "woman" anonymous throughout my post

What do I mean when I say, "Uncommon Valor Towards Its Common Virtue?" It means exceptional bravery...a common denominator and courage was found in the hearts of those who fought for what they believe in. This is what I saw in this "girl" who fought totally hard to make ends meet. Her suffering, and her exceptional bravery was rewarded with a job, and a potential status for child support from the father of one of her babies, so that she want have to worry about her sons (who are practically babies), or whether they are going to eat, or to be clothe from one day to the next. But...GOD and his son JESUS is good all the time.

I find that the "girl" in this post was telling the truth all the time about what was really going on in her life, when we (my family) known her to be a compulsive liar. We were all wrong about this girl! She was really struggling with her self esteem. She was crying all the time, because...she was trying all she could as a single mother with two babies. Sometimes I had to ask myself, "Why did I doubt this girl, when all she tried to do is tell us about how hard her life was?"

It's obvious to know when this woman this "girl" lived with had thrown her out of her house, because of her crying babies. I had to ask myself, "What is the real reason this woman throw this "girl" out of her home?" Just like I said, "The girl's crying babies!" This woman couldn't stand for the babies to cry all day, everyday when she have a two year old walking around the house crying too. I feel it was totally wrong what this woman did to this girl.

How would she feel if someone threw her out of the house with her baby? He reaping day is coming for her in full force. But...I'm proud to say that this 'girl" is being totally brave with self confidence and her self esteem. There will be days that she will be overwhelmed with taking care of two babies, and she will cry of many days, because of being overwhelmed, but...she chose to stick it out; take care of her babies and move on to big and better things. This "girl" is getting ready to finish school and receive her GED. I couldn't be more prouder of her.

Thank You For Your Support In The Three Year Anniversary Of Author Terri Celestine Brunson

Book 132 - Special Edition Post - It's Been Three Years -

Romans 12:18 - If it be possible, as much a lieth in you, live peaceable with all men. 

I would like to thank everyone for their support in bringing my blog site Author Terri Celestine Brunson to it's conglomerate and blossoming success. It's been quite a pleasure to be loved for what I do in bringing to everyone worldwide heart felt and heart breaking stories that would capture those he read and take my stories to heart. It's been three years since I started this blog site in memory of my FATHER, Wesley Brunson Sr.  Author Terri Celestine Brunson also covers the extreme extent of what my family and I went through with the main source of our hell and the havoc and chaos, my ex aunt, Minnie Lou Wright. She...who virtually claimed Power of Attorney over my FATHER'S health and his life against my immediate family in her quest to rack devious power over my immediate family and I in order to gain control of his life, his possessions and most definitely, his finances.

Another party who were specifically involved in this hell and the havoc and chaos, I choose not to mention her in order to keep her totally anonymous for particular reasons I don't really care to discuss.  But...all that is over now! I don't care to discuss it anymore. It brings me to this point of letting what happen to my immediate family and I go, and I'm striving to let it go, and forgive those who caused us so much hell and total havoc and chaos. What I want is to finally receive my blessings from GOD and his son JESUS for forgiving those who deceived my family and I in the worst possible way to the point of our total silence.

I feel it's better that way to keep the peace! A nod here and there when I see my ex aunt Minnie Lou and the other one who cause my family and I despair, and is only right to "Kill their kindness with their weakness" and display it with smiles of joy, happiness and glory. What I'm saying to everyone who supported me throughout the success of my blog site Author Terri Celestine Brunson is...thank you very much for making three years of my blog site what it is today. I really appreciate it!

GOD'S Vengeance, Justice, Wisdom And My Comfort Will Prevail

Book 125

Job 38:17 - 17. But thou hast fulfilled the judgment of the wicked: judgment and justice take hold on thee.

Psalms 89:14 - 14. Justice and judgment are the habitation of thy throne: mercy and truth shall go before thy face. 

Psalms 119:121 - 121. AIN. I have done judgment and justice: leave me not to mine oppressors. 

Isaiah 56:1 - 1. Thus saith the LORD, Keep ye judgment, and do justice: for my salvation is near to come, and my righteousness to be revealed. 

Isaiah 59:14 - 14. And judgment is turned away backward, and justice standeth afar off: for truth is fallen in the street, and equity cannot enter. 

Everyday it seems to get easier, but...sometimes it get harder to fathom the heartbreak I feel. I'm not going to mention too much what is most important to me, because...I know everyone get tired of me going on and on about my FATHER, but...he was everything to me and more. He is the reason why I write so many posts dedicated to him, so that I can cope, find some comfort, and remember the good times I had with him. But...I don't know how to get rid of the fact that he was murdered. How do I get rid of that thought...that bad memory I ingested into my heart?

Who's to say, or judge the fact that my FATHER was murdered by an extreme overdose of morphine? Because he was! GOD and his son JESUS is the only supernatural awesomeness that can fight my battles, and my trials and tribulations I got through everyday to try and cope with the death of my FATHER. For those who participated in his death, will suffer their fate. And...they know who they are in a man-fold.

I must try to get over him, but...its still hard for me to fathom his murder. I know I must! I know I must give this hurt, this void I feel to GOD and his son JESUS to deal with for my name sake. I know I must leave what was once was alone and let my pilots handle the pain I endured, the emotional havoc and chaos, the deception and indiscretions of those who brought shame to my immediate family and I. It's the only way I'm going to finally heal...just a little...from my heartbreak, the torment my immediate family and I went through, and with the Post Traumatic Stress I was diagnosed with.

Only GOD and his son JESUS will prevail with their vengeance. Stepping back is my only option towards comfort and healing. My pilots is the answer for my world today and then some. I know that one day, I will finally find the comfort from my traumatic situation. One day I will!

The Penetrating Scar That Will Last For All Eternity

Book 124

Psalms 16:3 - 3. But to the saints that are in the earth, and to the excellent, in whom is all my delight.
             27:7 - 7. Hear, O LORD, when I cry with my voice; have mercy also upon me, and answer me.
             39:12 - 12. Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear unto my cry; hold not they peace at my tears; for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were.
             56:9 - 9. When I cry unto thee, then shall mine enemies turn back: this I know; for GOD is for me. 
             57:2 - 2. I will cry unto GOD most high; unto GOD that perfrometh all things for me. 
Isaiah 58:9 - 9. Then shalt thou call, and the LORD shall answer; thou shalt cry, and he shall say, Here I am. If thou take away from the midst of thee the yoke, the putting forth of the finger, and speaking vanity.
John 12:46 - 46. I am come a light into the world, that whosoever believeth on me should not abide in darkness.
Hebrews 13:5 - 5. Let your conversation be without covetousness; and be content with such things as ye have: for he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee. 




Who knows why things happen when you're living with a deep gash of a scar that effects my life each and every day, no matter the time, or minute, or micro second? I don't think I'll ever heal from that deep gash! What happen to my FATHER effects me when I least expect it to dawn on me like a bad memory. I know that everyone who reads this, get tired of me talking about my FATHER, but...he's the reason why I write about him consistently, so that I can gain some sort of comfort for what happened to him and my immediate family and I when life as I expected had gone totally bad. When you got Satan (Minnie Lou) on the other side of the horizon effecting everything that meant something to us, then I have a reason to talk about it and then some, so that the whole world will know her and what she did.

My FATHER is the reason why I express every trial and tribulation and the hell of what my immediate family and I went through with my ex aunt Minnie Lou and her blanket Power of Attorney over my FATHER'S life. I was in church today fellow-shipping with the body ("bride" in the book of Revelation) of the church. My cousin Amanda came up to my mother and I and gave us a sweet hug...acknowledging our presents. All of a sudden...my mother spoke about my FATHER and how Minnie Lou deceived our immediate family through her blanket Power of Attorney over my FATHER'S life. I gave Amanda the complete truth about what happened to my FATHER.

It was something she couldn't possibly know about when it came to the magnitude of what effects me to thus day. So...I had to give Amanda a brief refresher course of what happen during the last fateful six months of my FATHER'S life. First thing's first...I had to tell her about the last thing my FATHER said to me at close range, before he closed his eyes for all eternity. He said, "Keep Minnie away from me, I didn't want to come from the hospital, because...she's killing me!"  How do I cope with that on my own?

I can only ask GOD and his son JESUS for comfort, because I'm never going to forget what was like a thorny bush within reach for me to get poked. Who could forget what was once was after it happened? I know within a ounce of emotion, I will never forget those words my FATHER said towards the end of his life. My tears are real and plain as day as they continue to thus day when they roll down my face. My FATHER didn't deserve to be overdosed with morphine as instructed by Minnie Lou to the hospice nurse secretly behind closed doors.

I don't care what kind of comfortable she tried to administer like that morphine, my FATHER didn't deserve for his life to be cut short like it did. I will never forget it the day Minnie Lou helped my FATHER into a casket. Never! "Woe beyond the day Minnie Lou made sure the amount of morphine administered to my FATHER was fatal." Only jumping through hoops will fathom her fall, but...it will not clear her from the actual cost of reaping and sowing the possible consequences and the repercussions and everything she put my immediate family and I through with that blanket Power of Attorney and her extremely nasty disposition...she will ultimately suffer within that fate...only in the eyes of the GOD and his son JESUS she will suffer.

Just Passing The Time Watching Crime Sitcoms

Book 117

* No Bible Verses On Criminal Activity In The Bible





I'm here once again with nothing to do. I'm sitting here for a brief moment, waiting to leave the house to go and pick up my son at 2:20 p.m. Maybe, just maybe I can drop a few paragraphs, before I get ready to leave the house en-route for my son, Zachary. I'm sitting here watching 'Crossing Jordan', a new sitcom that took the place of one episode out of three episodes of my favorite show in the world, Cold Case. I'm not sure who the characters are for this show, Crossing Jordan; and I haven't got them figured out yet,  but...the show seems interesting enough to me for a crime sitcom. The fact that I'm killing time watching it...was held in high regards. On the Crossing Jordan, I noticed that this same guy (Jerry O'Connell) getting beat up by a woman, who in fact knew karate, then the next minute, he getting  kidnapped and torched to death, and now Jerry O'Connell is getting chased by a doberman pincher.

I think I'm sold on this guy. He's not having a great day at all. Jerry O'Connell has been through the middle...sideways...and underneath the surface. I'm in joy with laughter as I watch this guy go through the motion on every deep end of the patch of destruction. Now...he brings in a bag of money to this black guy, played by (Leon) a so called lieutenant, or a detective, who I believe was a crook by nature and was using Jerry O'Connell in some sort of scheme I truly don't understand, even if I tried.

Like I said...I'm passing time until I leave to pick up my so Zachary. On the other hand...I'm spending time in communication with my twin sister, Sherri while I watch Crossing Jordan. We found ourselves talking about an episode of "Medium", another crime show that deals with the fact that this woman by the name of Alison Dubois, was a psychic woman who could see into the future of things out of the ordinary. There was this particular episode where these two Navajo Indians robbed banks, but...were killed one by one, as they were begging for their lives, this unknown assailant (this guy) killed them for the cash that they stole from the bank. In conspiracy...this Navajo woman (who was a so called friend of Alison Dubois, the psychic) was behind both the killings of these two Navajo Indians who robbed a bank.

In return...this Navajo woman had gotten a taste of her own very bad medicine, when she thought that she gotten away with murder. She then...bought a necklace from this vendor at a flea market, a black guy, who seemed like he knew this woman. The next thing I knew as I watched this woman begging for her life, this black guy, the vendor was holding a gun in the face of this Navajo woman, who conspired to killing the two Navajo Indians who robbed a bank, shot the Navajo woman to death. That's how the crime sitcom, Medium ended; with this Navajo woman getting shot to death. That's it! I found that episode of Medium, a very interesting one, even know it was truly violent. I know that Sherri was pleased with that episode of Medium, we could not stop talking about it.

 It's coming down to the time until I had to leave the house to go and pick up my son, Zachary. I rather enjoyed posting this post in order to kill some time before I have to leave home. I've seen some of the most dramatic mysteries of both crime sitcoms. Maybe, just maybe when I have more interesting posts, I will be sure to post to my ability with great posts as they come to mind.

The Fortress Of Mortal Damnation

Book 116

1 Corinthians 15:53 - 53. For this corruptible must put on in corruption, and mortal must put o immortality. 

Mark 3:29 - 29. But he that shall blaspheme against the Holy Ghost hath never forgiveness but i danger of eternal damnation. 

Luke 20:47 - 47. Which devour widows houses and for a shew make long prayers; the same shall receive greater damnation. 

Matthew 23:14 - 14. Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites, for ye devour widows houses, and for a pretense make long prayer; therefore ye shall receive the greater damnation. 

Romans 13:2 - 2. Whosoever therefore resisteth the power, resisteth the ordinance of GOD; and they that resist shall receive to themselves damnation. 

I couldn't believe it! I saw what use to be my ex aunt, Minnie Lou (the one who murdered my father) at a wake I went to pay my respects to an old friend who died just recently. I didn't want to believe it, but...with all of the friends and family my old friend had, I was bound see my ex aunt in attendance after almost three years of not wanting anything to do with her at all. And as Minnie Lou was passing through the crowds of people that were exiting the church, she happen to reach over, and touch my mother and told her she looked great. My mother looked over at her, and she didn't utter a word to her, not one syllable,; she just stared at her. 

My status...I wouldn't give her a second look; not even the first look to sum it up to what the second look...look like. I'm still quite bitter with her, because of what she did my FATHER during the last days of his life. I hate to be that way, but...it can't be helped, not even a little bit. I guess people in general need to step in my shoes in order to get a touch of the pure 'hell' Minnie Lou put my immediate family and I through. Knowing and understanding how we feel when someone like her file Power of Attorney over a "live family" on my FATHER'S life and it's hard to forget.

I for one...will never forget the magnitude of it for as long as I live. Minnie Lou had the nerve to even utter one word (I'll pray for you, when she desperately need the prayer herself) to my mother, after lying about everything, including my FATHER'S finances and the whereabouts of my FATHER'S clothes and personal accessories. I'm telling everyone who finds this post truly alarming; she really did a number on all of us for those last six months of my FATHER'S life. But it's time to move on from old relex like Minnie Lou. Her reaping day is coming for her with a vengeance. That heart attack, or whatever she had when she had surgery on her heart (I felt for her, don't get me wrong) but... it not nearly enough for my immediate family and I to receive justice for my FATHER.

GOD and his son JESUS only kept my Minnie Lou alive for a good reason, so that one day, she will see the full magnitude of her reaping time in a manfold. I have to admit...seeing her at my old friend's funeral after almost three years since my FATHER, was very hard to bare sure enough, and I'm not kidding about that. Although...I still found it safe in my heart to move on with my life and let GOD and his son JESUS continue to work on Minnie Lou, because...my pilots above isn't done with her yet. She has a whole lot of "riff raft" to pay off for and I wouldn't want to be in her shoes when that day of strong reaping comes for her. Then my FATHER will have his justice, as well as my immediate family and myself.

The One Woman Liars Club

Book 113 -

Exodus 20:16 - 16. Thou Shalt not bear false witness against thy neighbour.

Proverbs 6:16 - 19 - 16. These six things doth the LORD hate; yea, seven are an abomination unto him; 17. A proud look, a lying tongue, and hands that shed innocent blood, 18. An heart that deviseth wicked imaginations, feet that be swift in running to mischief, 19. A false witness that speaketh lies, and he that soweth discord among brethren. 

        12:19 - 19. The lip of truth shall be established for ever: but a lying tongue is but for a moment. 

        12:22 - 22. lying lips are abomination to the LORD: but they that deal truly are his delight.

Revelation 21:8 - 8 - But the fearful, and unbelieving, and the abominable, and murderers, and whore mongers, and sorcerers, and idolaters, and all liars, shall have their part in the lake which burneth with fire and brimstone: which is the second death. 


Revelation 21:27 - 27. And there shall in no wise enter into it any thing that defileth, neither whatsoever worketh abomination, or maketh a lie: but they which are written in the Lamb's book of life.






When lying for the sake of lying becomes a complete routine, all and all...lying becomes the truth for one woman who is a total skank in reality. Nothing this woman says in every vocabulary through her mouth is the truth. I had to acknowledge this in prospective of her character. A person cannot believe anything, and I mean anything this woman says in a nutshell. I know I'm totally sold on what is believed to be is a compulsive liar for the sake of being a compulsive liar.

Karma has its fury! Justified has its one choice. Justice has its repercussions. A reputation has only one pick of the thorns. Scandalous with this woman is a total reality on it's very own.

Anyone can go figure in this equation. It's not hard at all to solve. The formula is completely there. This woman I'm referring to; I choose to keep "anonymous" because of my love for her daughters Alexis and Kristal. For a miserable person such as this woman...lying on her daughters about everything she can possibly ever imagine doing; I will put a mark on this woman, this total skank, as one of the most terrible excuses of an unfit mother I have ever seen in my natural and mortal life.

I felt that I had to take it upon myself and acknowledge this woman's forth comings in which I hope that someday reclaim her redemption. "Which is painfully not in her cards to play, because she wants to go to hell, no ifs, ands or buts." Here's how this goes where this woman is quite a concern. She has been caught in one of the biggest lies of them all. My brother-in-law Lorenzo's mother caught this woman lying on her daughter's once again, because the fact that she doesn't have water in her home, she says that her daughter's are the blame for not having it in the home and that she said that Alexis will put the water on for her which was also a lie.

Why all of a sudden Alexis and Kristal are the blame for this woman not having water in her home? Isn't it obvious when this woman got thrown out of her other home in Tampa; and when she moved into this home, she needed to put the water on right away without any hesitation? What part of that didn't she understand? Now this woman want to cast the blame and a lie on her daughter's for not having any water in her home. It's totally ludicrous to blame your daughters with such animosity towards them, and I guess that's why she hates the quickest of the quick sand they walk on.

My...my...what webs can be weaved by a confused idiot without a conscience? It's up to this woman to do what she need to do to obtain a resource like water. I don't think that's hard at all, unless she didn't have any money. And by all means...I know Alexis and Kristal won't help her with the water. After the way this woman treated her daughter's, who could blame them.

I know for sure Alexis and Kristal can care less about their mama (not mother) whether or not she has water in her home. They wouldn't even let their mama come over to their home and get a drink of water, nor take a bath. I guess Alexis and Kristal's water is a necessity that is very sacred to them to keep only for themselves; not to share it with their mama. My only alternative is this, "When a person like this woman treat her daughter's like something from the bottom of a shoe, the repercussions of it kind of boomeranged right back at her with a vengeance." She still doesn't show any remorse for Alexis and Kristal what so ever, and this woman consistently lies for the sake of lying about her daughter's well being and what they haven't done for her.

For me...I can say this, "I don't feel sorry for this woman who has no conscience, no remorse, and no heart for any one she comes in contact with. No wonder she wants to go to hell. With that said, it is certainly my pleasure for her to do so. One million blocks of ice couldn't save this woman from burning up for eternity. I wouldn't want to be her when judgment day come in a manifold.

A Time To Rejoice, Love And Move On

Book 112

Ecclesiastes 3:8 - 8. A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace. 





We'll it's about time for school to start up again and Zachary says, "He's ready to go back." That's hard to believe when he was so ready for Christmas vacation last year 2018. I guess I'm not ready to get up those early mornings and take him to school, but one of many jobs of a mother's is never done when it comes to taking the kids to school on a regular basis. Zachary was already in bed at 10:00 pm, while I'm having a little me time, watching television and on my computer writing this post. I guess I'm also killing off time trying to find something else to do, and talk about.

Most of the time, I can find something to do, or talk about in a instance, especially when I'm not thinking about what I'm going to say. It just comes out when I least expect it too. This is one of those instances! I found myself wondering in my mind and in my heart about something that truly made sense to write about when I'm expressing my thoughts. I figured, "Let's get this out in the open and tell all about it!"

I just found out that my sister's niece Kristal, who just had been reunited with her sister Alexis, had just received full and legal custody of her sister. Their biological mother had to sign an affidavit to release her to her sister. She will have no say so about Kristal up to this point at any wave, shape, or form. She has basically lost the battle when it comes to her daughter; well...both of her daughters if I call the kettle black. My family and I are very happy about the fact that the biological mother (who is consistently a compulsive liar) has lost custody of her daughter, because of the way she treated her on a regular basis.

When a pathetic person like Alexis and Kristal's mother throws her thirteen year old daughter Kristal  out of the home and into a situation where she is set to live in a home with a mother and her seven sons. Seven sons! She has to be either perverted, lost her rocks, or just plain lost her marbles where the seven sons are concerned for having her daughter in the same home with all those boys. I'm happy to say that Kristal is no longer in that predicament, or living with that woman and her seven sons. She is where she needs to be, and that's with her sister Alexis.

Alexis will soon be receiving all of Kristal's benefits what's known as cash assistance and food stamps (in which their pathetic mother has been sponging off of while Kristal wasn't in her custody) when the process with Children and Families are complete. With this said, we (the family) believes that Kristal has a little neurological problem that may include the fact that she has Autism. We're not fully sure about that. But...it has been determined! All and all...I hope that the two girls will have a prosperous life, and we hope that Alexis make sure that Kristal is in school and doing what she need to make sure that Kristal is on the up and up with her life. I just hope everything goes well with these two girls.

Claiming Victory On The Battlefield

Book 99

Ephesians 6:18 - 18. Praying always with all prayer and supplication in the spirit, and watching thereunto with all perseverance and supplication for all saints.




When GOD and his son JESUS had everything in their unchanging hands, you seem to have the whole world lifted off your shoulders. I know in my heart that they have fought battle after battle for me so that I can live in peace. I don't think I could of gotten it better than that. When I think of the times I've been hurting and grieving because of the death of my FATHER, I find myself praising GOD and his son JESUS for deliverance, and for grace to move on without hesitation. No more feeling sorry for myself because my FATHER is in a better place.

It's hard to imagine sometimes that he's not here, it's hard not to smell his barbecue, or to hear him mortally to talk, laugh and joke around. But...by GOD and his son JESUS, I can now rejoice unto my heart's content and I can continue to be happy. I can continue to live with that fact that I don't have any indiscretions of any sort what so ever. But my GOD and his son JESUS will bring vengeance to those (my two ex aunts) who mentally, financially, and emotionally hurt me and my immediate family with their evil ways they "dumped" upon us when we were at our weakest times of despair. Woe beyond to them! I give all my hurt, pain, and disgust to GOD and his son JESUS that I can finally feel and be comforted with their grasps with security upon my body.

I know now I will feel good, great and awesome after I struggled for two whole years with total grief for my FATHER. I can now manage my anger towards my ex aunt's who brought me and my immediate family circle pain and despair. What more can I say about the way I feel about things, but to pray and forgive those who brought pain and despair to my life and the lives of my immediate family. Prayer changed a whole lot in my life and I will continue to pray with guidance and understanding. I can imagine a DITTO for my standards for being grateful to my pilots in Heaven.

Lies Two Ways More Than One

Book 97 -

Hosea 7:3 - 3. Work unto them! For they have fled from me. Destruction unto them! Because they have transgressed against me; though I have redeemed them, yet they have spoken lies against me.



When it come to thinking about everything that has gone on in my life, I have come to a conclusion that resulted in a decision that I had to make on my own free will. I've decided not to give my extended family anymore of my life, my time, but...my love will continue to be there for them no matter what. After the lies that was told to me from my ex aunt (who will continue to remain anonymous) I never want her to visit my home again, no matter what. I don't think my immediate family and I will ever get the full truth from either of my ex aunts about what really happened to all of my FATHER'S things two days after my immediate family and I buried him. The lies and all the lies for the sake of lying will continue to go on no matter how long it takes to get the real truth out of those two women.

I just the understand the concept of why everything had to be kept a secret between them (my ex aunt's)  when it come to my FATHER'S well being, his health, and especially his finances. But...I know for sure that deception will always continue to guide their natural lives until they come clean about everything that has happened since my FATHER'S death. Deception and their indiscretions  played a part in all the dirt they have done to my immediate family and myself, and GOD and his son JESUS will claim their vengeance over them when they least expect it. And...I would hate to be in their shoes when that day comes. Why my ex aunt's continue to lie about what really happened with my FATHER'S health and his finances?

Only time will tell with a blink of an eye and the light that shines upon our grief that the truth will finally come out for the sake of my immediate family and for myself. My ex aunts will then find themselves on their knees pleading for forgiveness from the almighty GOD and his son JESUS for their evil and deceitful ways and their sins and indiscretions. And from that...my immediate family and I shall find peace. I look forward to that. My FATHER will finally rest in peace.

I want nothing more to do with my ex aunt's... possibly...the family. I get so sick and tired of the repeated lies and the deception. My immediate family and I deserve the truth and I'm wondering if we'll ever get the truth from those two women. I doubt it seriously! Because...deceit, deception and indiscretion will always guide their lives, no matter what.

When The Lies Weigh More Than The Truth

Book 93 -

Hosea 7:13 - 13. Work until them! For they have fled from me: destruction until them, because they have tresgressed against me: though I have redeemed them, yet they have spoken lies against me.




What's it going to take to tell the truth? What is going to take for some people to stop lying to themselves? Those questions are obvious. Never...that's how! I had asked my aunt, who will remain anonymous to come over to my home to give me some kind if closure about my FATHER.

I wondered, what was taking her so long to come over to my home so that we can talk about my FATHER, his finances, his life. About an hour later, I saw police racing down the road about yards from my home. I didn't know what to make of what was happening until I saw another police car racing down the road on a emergency call. At lease... that's what I thought it was. Then my aunt called me.

My aunt said (who will continue to remain anonymous) she had backed into a deep ditch trying to turn around from on of the side road yards from my home. Police stayed with her until a tow truck arrived to pull her out. I responded immediately to her call. I got into my car and proceeded down to where she was in the ditch. I waited with police for a tow truck to come and pull her out of the ditch.

After thirty more minutes, my aunt was finally pulled out of the ditch. She decided to come to my home after her hour long ordeal in that deep ditch, to try in give my sister and I some kind of closure about our FATHER. I welcomed her inside my home even though...how I felt about her was a whole lot of animosity.  She and her sister (who are now my ex aunts) treated my family and I like we weren't there when they had Power of Attorney over my FATHER'S life, over my live family. She came in the living room and made herself comfortable.

I immediately question her about my FATHER'S finances (Retirement and his social security) and other things that needed to be asked about. She told me some things that made me think about the fact that she was continuously lying to me and my sister about our FATHERS finances and estate. I truly believe she scheme some of my FATHER'S social security for the last six months of my FATHER'S life and also his retirement. Here's another lie my ex aunt told me on top of the lie she told about my FATHER'S finances and estate. She told me that her and my brother had a secret between them about some money from a bank account my FATHER had.

My ex aunt said that there was a thousand dollars in one of his accounts that my immediate family and I didn't know about...as she assumed it was. She said that it was between my her and my brother she had this secret. She told me that my brother had told her to keep the money in the account. And for the life of me...there was no way...no way my brother told her that. "No way!"

Then I say, "My ex until thinks I'm a fool to believe that my brother gave her a thousand dollars from an account she said my FATHER had without telling his family." She was totally nuts that I figured her to be. And in another instance, my ex aunt  told me that she didn't know where my FATHER'S suits, hats, bicycle, floor television, rings, necklaces and the whole nine yards was (just like my other ex aunt) she didn't know where everything was. All I can say is that one of them (or both of them) is totally lying for the sake of lying and GOD and has son JESUS will handle them with vengeance.  Then I come to an conclusion about the fact that this woman who "was" an aunt of mine, was continuously lying about everything with my FATHER'S finances, his clothes, and his entire estate.

Greed has guided both of my ex aunt's lives no matter who they hurt. There was no way I can trust them again. No way! I guess the thing to do right now is to give my ex aunts lies and deception to GOD and his son JESUS. Because that's the only justice for my FATHER that I can get from my ex aunt's indiscretions is the love of my pilots.

My sister and I will try to move on with life without either one of them and their families. I'm so tired of the lies and deception.

When Words Of Wisdom Means Everything

Book 91 - Special Edition Post

Proverbs 1:2 - 3 2. To know wisdom and instruction; to perceive the words of understanding. 3. To receive the instruction of wisdom, justice and judgement, and equity

It's coming up on the day that my FATHER told me he couldn't breathe. How can I come to terms with that? How can I come terms with the fact that my FATHER (not knowing at the time...in three days) that he was going to die? Who could of prodicted that my FATHER'S dying would happen? There were many question I had to ask to make since of what was about to happen.

It's been hard this past year and eleven months and two weeks exactly. But...I thank GOD and his son JESUS for bringing me through my trials and tribulations that I've endured.  There was not one day I don't think about him. But there are days I must come to terms with my FATHER'S death. It's time to do so and move on with life.

I know I must come to terms and move on. My sister-in-law told me something that made me think about the time my FATHER showed more love to my extended family instead of his immediate family, even in sickness and on his death bed. Don't get me wrong, I did love my FATHER, still do. I finally figured out some things that made me think about what's totally important, thanks to my sister-in-law Neyome. She is truly a GOD send. Thanks to her inspirational words of encouragement.

I see things now in a better light than I did when I was still weeping for my FATHER. I can now let go of my FATHER and really move on with life. It doesn't feel right some times when I come to think about my FATHER and what he really wanted was his siblings and my cousins more than he wanted his immediate family. That's okay with me now. Blood is more thicker than water.

Water was what me and my imediate family were, and that's what we will always be to his extended family. I could live with the fact that we were never wanted by my FATHER'S extended family and by my FATHER in a whole lot of ways. I can now live with that. I have no regrets about anything anymore. I've learned from from and given words of wisdom, and from my wonderful sister-in-law Neyome.

She sees things that no one else could see in an instant. The goodness in people and the faults in people that I wasn't aware of. Neyome saw that. I'm pretty much thankful for that. I see myself as a whole and no one could ever take that from me now.

The tears has stopped completely. I can now let go of my FATHER...move on. Let him rest in peace. I'm happy about that if only a brief moment. Im fine with it now.