The Hummingbird Sounds Of A M O T H E R

 Book 202

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Proverbs 31:10 - 10. Who can find a virtuous woman? For her price is far above rubies.

There is not a day I don't think about my M O T H E R. It's so hard on me sometimes, knowing that she is gone up to glory. It's all good! My M O T H E R is in a better place in my heart. I hear her voice when speaking to me in a abundance of sweet sound of a hummingbird. 

I miss my M O T H E R so much no matter what I do, she is still gone forever. There is nothing I could do about it. I am amongst the living! I need to try and live the best way I know how. I have started my healing process with a mental health specialist. She's really good at what she does in order to help me with my grief. 

I can't forget her...ever! Even if she not living, I will always carry the memories of her in my heart. My M O T H E R  has given me those sweet melodies of a hummingbird. That in itself I will cherish the rest of my life. There is nothing else besides GOD and his son JESUS will ever take her place. 

Thoughts Of A Gentle Woman

 Book 201

1 Peter 3:9 - 9. Not rendering evil for evil, or railing for railing; but contrariwise blessing; knowing that ye are thereunto called, that ye should inherit a blessing.

Sherri went down to our M O T H E R S grave to check on things, and to see if anything was disturbed on the grave. So far so good, nothing was disturbed on the grave. Everything was intacted! I was truly glad of that. I wish that my sister would of let me know when she was going to our M O T H E R S grave. I would of liked to visit too. But...her visit put me into thought about the solar light that she ordered for our M O T H E R. Maybe that's why Sherri went out there, because personally, you couldn't get Sherri to go out to our M O T H E R S grave for anything, because of her thinking about her all the time without a break.

Lorenzo told me that Sherri took it rough out there while on their visit to M O T H E R S grave. As much as I think of the memories we shared with my M O T H E R, I don't think it would get any easier for us when it comes to the grieving process. Then, I think about Sherri and what she must be going through living so close to graveyard, and knowing that our M O T H E R is buried out there. She want her husband Lorenzo to move her away from being near the graveyard, even though she's almost quarter of a mile away from it. Sherri told me once that she would never be straight from our M O T H E R dying like she did with no one around her because of the pandemic back in 2020. 

I guess being as close as she is to the graveyard, I can truly understand why she feel the way she do about living so close. It has been hard on all of us as a very small version of our immediate family. Sherri, Wesley Jr. and I are all we have from our immediate family. I still wished that Sherri would of told me that she was visiting our M O T H E R. I wanted to go as long as someone was near, because I still can't go out into the graveyard on my own right now. I am so glad that everything was intact. Nothing was disturbed on my M O T H E R S grave and I am happy about that. 

What A Blessing To Receive In A Walker

 Book 200 - Special Edition Post - I thank you JESUS for my 200th Post

Ephesians 1:3 - 3. Blessed be the GOD and Father of our LORD Jesus Christ, who hath blessed us with all spiritual blessings in heavenly place in Christ.

Wow! I am so thankful to my LORD JESUS Christ for blessing me with a not new, but a used walker. I was just thinking about a walker on my way back home to the shelter I stay in for now until I get me and my son Zachary a place to stay. I could not believe what I saw in the door way of the shelter. There were three walkers and I have already chosen on of the walkers that would support my back most of all. It was like this particular walker was waiting on me to grab it just like the one in the picture above. I praised JESUS for the walker that was made for me, since I forgot my cane at my sister Sherri and brother in law Lorenzo's house. 

I feel my M O T H E R would of been proud to see a nice walker like the one I now own. I have been thinking of my M O T H E R a lot lately, my F A T H E R included. It's not a day I don't think about the both of them. My F A T H E R would of been proud to see the walker I have as well. I am going to practice folding it up and placing it inside my car for security. I can't wait to show my sister that fine walker with back support. 

It was just what I needed to be secure and comfortable. M O T H E R...F A T H E R, if there was anything in the world like the walker I have, I would of given it to either parent. The one that need it the most! Thank you JESUS for my fine used walker. I got it cleaned up and ready to go for it's first run.  

Memories And A GODSEND To Our Family

 Book 195

John 8:42 - 42. JESUS said unto them, if GOD were your father, ye would love me; for I proceeded forth and came from GOD; neither came I of myself, but he sent me. 

My family and I find ourselves thinking of our parents a lot more than we want to. The reason why I said it the way I did, is because it's been hard on all of us in a sense of grieving. Our parents are still fresh in our minds, no matter what. What it is to do with these memories? That's hard to answer right now as I post. 

Our M O T H E R is the hardest one to forget, because she was such a beautiful and sweet woman. She always gave all of us her signature smile, no matter what she's been through in her life. That smile shines brighter than a LED light. My brother seems to have it the hardest, because I believe when he watch our M O T H E R get buried, he never got over see it happen. I wished he wouldn't have saw that happen. He is experiencing a hard time right now as I post. 

My twin sister on the other hand; she don't want me to mention our M O T H E R until she does, because...she seems to have days where she is thinking of our M O T H E R constantly without a break. She get headaches every time our M O T H E R is mentioned, and that can cause her to have seizures at any moment. Sherri wants to be the one that mentions our M O T H E R when she feels the notion to do so. I have my days when I just start crying when I have a memory of my M O T H E R out of the blue come upon me. It's so hard on me some times I cry out of control. 

I have problems with my blood pressure shooting up every time I have an episode. I also find that my niece and nephews have that time in their lives where my M O T H E R (their grandmother) come across their minds. They cry out of control! Even the littlest of people in my family have their days too. No matter how young a person is, my M O T H E R had a greater affect on them. 

She left her mark with us, and it would be with us for the rest of our natural lives. Sherri and I would work in our vegetable and herb garden, and all we think about is our parents. We talk to them when we go out and work in our garden, our F A T H E R mostly, because he is part of the reason why we can grow a lot of things. Our F A T H E R farmed in his days, and he did quite well with it. "It was his passion, as it is for us." 

Sherri and I talk mostly to him when we are gardening. Our sister in law Neyome, she helps keep all of sane. She is a total GODSEND by GOD and his son JESUS Christ. Neyome is a beautiful soul indeed. Our family in Canada my M O T H E R also had quite an affect on them when she traveled there during the winter season. 

Parents have an amazing affect on everyone lives when they are no longer a part of the equation. If anyone has experienced otherwise, you would know especially how we feel as a family. 

Broken With Sentimental Value

 Book 191 - Special Edition Post 

Psalms 147:3 - 3. He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.

How can anyone break something so "Sentimental" to us? This was a heart that wasn't meant to be broken for 8 years past its expiration date. Then you have someone at the cemetery where my M O T H E R is buried, brake what was sentimental and precious to me and the rest the family. "What does it take for someone to care about someone's property?" Maybe so...that one day, someone will care about the dead in GOD and his son JESUS, and the family who gave great thought in placing a "heart" that was beautifully engraved with the most beautiful name in the world to me, Ruth Ann Brunson. 

I was so hurt when I saw my M O T H E R S broken heart solar light when my brother in law Lorenzo brought from the cemetery. I got to admit, I was pretty upset with the cemetery grounds keeper for breaking my M O T H E R S heart solar light. He said, "That there was to be nothing stuck in the grounds of the cemetery as he mowed the ground" and common sense would of told him to pick up the solar and place it on top of my M O T H E R S vault; my family and I would of understood more without all the animosity that came with broken hearts that crumbled into reality. My family and I can't fix what was broken, or its past that was so sentimental to us. We are owed an explanation and that's all that there was to it. 

My brother Wesley suggested that he would have a talk with the cemetery grounds keeper about my M O T H E R S broken heart solar light. I gave in my two cents to sum of the cause for Wesley to relay the message. I don't mean to be upset with the cemetery grounds keeper, but...I had a reason to be with every ounce in my body, heart and soul without tooT my haste. I questioned the thought. I said...and I quote, "What if...and I meant what if someone were to brake something that was sentimental to him?" 

Should this man cry wolf? I thought not! Because...when it came to our property value of my M O T H E R S broken heart solar light, I think that the cemetery grounds keeper should pay my family and I for our grief by saying "sorry" for the inconvenience, because... GOD know he wasn't going to pay us back for what broken in the base of our minds and in our hearts. My M O T H E R S solar hear can be replaced, but...my family I chose not too for its expensive, just it case it gets broken again. We did not want that fate on our conscience again with haste. All we want is peaceful beginnings as we move on with our lives as we see fit. 

A Legend Of Love Always

 Book 188 - Special Edition Post

Proverbs 31:10 - 31 10 Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies. 11 The heart of her husband doth safely trust in her, so that he shall have no need of spoil. 12 She will do him good and not evil all the days of her life. 13 She seeketh wool, and flax, and worketh willingly with her hands. 14 She is like the merchants' ships; she bringeth her food from afar. 15 She riseth also while it is yet night, and giveth meat to her household, and a portion to her maidens. 16 She considereth a field, and buyeth it: with the fruit of her hands she planteth a vineyard. 17 She girdeth her loins with strength, and strengtheneth her arms. 18 She perceiveth that her merchandise is good: her candle goeth not out by night. 19 She layeth her hands to the spindle, and her hands hold the distaff. 20 She stretcheth out her hand to the poor; yea, she reacheth forth her hands to the needy. 21 She is not afraid of the snow for her household: for all her household are clothed with scarlet. 22 She maketh herself coverings of tapestry; her clothing is silk and purple. 23 Her husband is known in the gates, when he sitteth among the elders of the land. 24 She maketh fine linen, and selleth it; and delivereth girdles unto the merchant. 25 Strength and honour are her clothing; and she shall rejoice in time to come. 26 She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness. 27 She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness. 28 Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her. 29 Many daughters have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all. 30 Favour is deceitful, and beauty is vain: but a woman that feareth the LORD, she shall be praised. 31 Give her of the fruit of her hands; and let her own works praise her in the gates.

This is one instance since I see myself in the shade of light. I continue to see my M O T H E R in spirit; I think of here in a constant nutshell. I hear her voice with every since of my hearing. She sounds like an angel flying around me while she watches over me day in and day out. I still can't fathom her gone away from me; immortal presents still get me every time I consistently think of her without every heartbreak I experience when I can see her, if it's just for one minute to every microsecond. 

M O T H E R...I miss you with everything I have in the world. Sherri and I can't seem to get you out of our minds no matter what we do. We look down the end of the road where she is buried and we think of her there laying in a coffin in silence without a word from her mortal body. We only see her in our hearts, minds, and our souls, if only we can have a chance to see her once again. Only GOD and his son JESUS will comfort our hearts with the thought of missing her and not being able to talk to her when we want to talk to her and carry on conversations with her.

Sherri and I are seeing psychologists to try and overcome our hurt and our broken hearts from our M O T H E R S death. I don't think anyone who haven't gone through losing a love one can understand what Sherri and I go through every single day without her presents. Not being able to talk to her, or being able to laugh with her, whenever we take a notion to. Our M O T H E R was all we had in the world. But...we know that she is in Heaven smiling down on us, including our brother Wesley who experiences everything we are going through day in and day out. 

I have never for sure seen my brother cry, but...when my sister in law Neyome conversed with me one day about my brother's hurt over our M O T H E R dying. She told me and Sherri, "It wasn't a pretty sight when she observed his hurt as loud as a person would scream out bloody murder." Neyome told us that our brother cried that entire day without a break. I for one could not bare to see that with my own eyes. It would kill me to my heart to see my brother cry out like he did. 

Now everyone can understand what a wonderful woman my M O T H E R were as a Legend of Love. She lived three score and ten years over. To me...that's a lot of living and a lifetime of memories to have of my M O T H E R. It was and is a blessing to have. 

The Wisdom Of Zachary

 Book 187 - Special Edition Post From Zachary To Me

Job 28:12-28 - 12. But where shall wisdom be found/? And where is the place of understanding? 13, Man knoweth not the price thereof; neither is it found in the land of the living. 14, The depth saith, it is not in me; and the sea saith, it is not with me. 15. It cannot be gotten for gold, neither shall silver be weighted for thereof. 16. It cannot be valued with the gold of Ophir, with the precious onyx, or the sapphire. 17. The gold and the crystal cannot equal it. and the exchange of it shall not be for jewels of the gold. 18. No mention shall b made of coral, or of pearls for the price of wisdom is above rubies. 19. The topaz of Ethiopia shall not equal it, neither shall it be valued with pure gold. 20. Whence then cometh wisdom? And where is the place of understanding? 21. Seeing it is hid from the eyes of all living, and kept close from the fowls of the air. 22. Destruction and death say, we have heard the fame thereof with our ears. 23. GOD understandeth the way thereof, and he knoweth the place thereof. 24. For he looketh to the ends of the earth, and seeth under the whole heaven. 25. To make the weight for the winds, and he weigheth the waters by measure. 26. When he made a decree for the rain, and a way for the lighting of the thunder. 27. Then did he see it, and declare it, he prepared it, yea, and searched it out. 28. And unto man he said, Behold, the fear of the LORD, that is wisdom, and to depart from evil is understanding.

 

I never thought I will hear wisdom by its character until I heard it from my son Zachary on this day April 3, 2021. I was having a terrible and an extreme bad patch about my M O T H E R. I was in shambles, not knowing what I was going to do without my M O T H E R in my presents. I cried out to my M O T H E R in a hurtful and painful cry, because I miss her so much. How my son's wisdom to acknowledge what he addressed to me started when my twin sister Sherri had told me what I had not expected her to say. 

She told me of the times our M O T H E R would just lay on her, not knowing that she was sick and fatigued from being sick, kind of struck a nerve in me almost immediately thinking that she was just fatigue, when in fact she was really sick. I cried for a brief moment thinking about the time our M O T H E R had also layed on my shoulder not knowing she was sick. It took all the strength out of me at that particular moment. I could not do anything else. I was stuck in that moment of grief knowing what I didn't know that my M O T H E R had suffered a sickness beyond the fact of her diabetes, her renal failure, and other things that was going on with her. 

I told my sister that I had to leave, because...I did not want to cry in front of her. I got up after Zachary had left out of my brother-in-law's mother's house to join him out in our car. I started to cried out for my M O T H E R in a rage, not out of anger, but...with a strong hurt in my heart, because of the thought of my M O T H E R laying on my shoulder, because...she was in fact sick, and that I miss my her so much knowing what I know now. Then all of a sudden...wisdom showed its face in a heartbeat through my son Zachary. What he said to me left me to only think twice about my grief for my M O T H E R. Here is what he told me! He told me this: "Mom...your M O T H E R is not hurting anymore and that she's not at the end of the road in just a grave, but...she is in the present of GOD and his son JESUS. My grandmother isn't hurting anymore. She would not want you to be grieving for her. She want you to celebrate her life as she lived it. Your M O T H E R had a mission on this earth like the rest of us. Her mission to live for the LORD is done and she was called home to GOD and his son JESUS. We too are not here for the long hall, we are here until our number is called. We are not here to stay." I was totally in shock of how much Zachary paid attention to thing I didn't know he was paying attention to.

Zachary gave me an ear full and then some about life. This 14 year old so full of wisdom to tell me what he told me is totally phenomenal. "I have a gift in Zachary!" A kid with Autism. I am never going to forget the awesomeness of his wisdom to me. 

I stopped crying immediately, and celebrated my M O T H E R S life when she was on this earth. It was like a reality check that my son had given me to think about. I will never doubt my son about what he knows about Christ our LORD, and his father, GOD. Zachary gave me an ear full and then some. All I could do is smile and accept what my 14 year old son had told me was nothing but the truth. 

I am never going to forget how wisdom got the best of my son in a awesome was to acknowledge. I am in celebration of my M O T H E R S life, even though...there will be some days that I will in fact cry out for my M O T H E R. And when I do, I am going think about the wise wisdom my son Zachary shared with me. It's a reality check from son to think about. I am very proud of him!

An Author's Successful Journey

 Book 184

Joshua 1:8 - 8. This book of the law shall not depart out of thy mouth; but thou shalt meditate therein day and night, that thou mayest observe to do according g to all that is written therein: for then thou shalt .and thy way prosperous, and then thou shalt have success. 

What good webs I weave into existence. My son Zachary and I lives are about to change forever, certainly with GOD and his son JESUS ahead of all the things Zachary and I are about to do. It is a big deal for me, because I have never experienced anything like having a movie adapted from my first book, "The Minorities, The Pilot". The right of course; from my book will be asked in permission to script my book at its entirety. I for one will be giving that permission to the production companies that are interested in my work. 

There are two production companies: Chad Conley Productions and Kaoticklone Productions. I am beyond excited and totally blessed to have those production company's interest in my work. I know that I am patient in waiting for both production companies to ask for the rights of my book, so that " The Minorities, Pilot can be produced. I know in fact that my F A T H E R and M O T H E R would be happy if they could see my potential success, but...in memory of my parents, I know that they are proud of me. 🕊 My GOD and his son JESUS...may they rest in peace. 🕊

GOD and his JESUS has blessed me so much in my life. I should have saw all the blessings that my pilots have dwelled throughout the extent of my life. I am no longer blind to see what GOD and his son JESUS has been giving me. The gift of writing has led me into a world I never thought existed. It's no longer a fantasy to me. 

This is for real! A movie adaptation is not just fun and game. It's coming to my presence and its journey into the future. Hallelujah... praise GOD and his son JESUS for giving me the opportunity to shine like the mirror I can look into completely without a smudge or streak. Hallelujah...praise GOD for giving me this chance for an opportunity of a lifetime. My F A T H E R and M O T H E R would have been totally proud to see me make a difference, not only for myself, but...for my son Zachary as well.

Ruth's Legacy Of Love Continues On In Spirit

 Book 183 - Special Edition Post

Ruth 4:11 - 11. And all the people that were in the gate, and the elders said, "We are the witnesses". The LORD make the woman that is come into thine house like Rachel and Leah. Which two did build the house of Israel and do thou worthily in Ephrata, and be famous in Bethlehem.

Psalms 78:4 - 4. We will not hide them from our children, she sing to the generation to come the praised of the LORD, and his strength, and his wonderful works that he hath done. 

Psalms 145:4 - One generation shall praise the works to another, and shall declare they acts.

I got some wonderful news to tell my viewers and posters. I happy to announce that my niece Octavia company is now official. She named her 18 wheeler truck after my M O T H E R. It is called, "Ruth's Legacy Trucking, LLC." That give a nice ring to the most beautiful name in the whole world. 

I cried when I saw my M O T H E R S picture, the day she was born (Alpha) and the day she died (Omega) and then Ruth's Legacy Trucking, LLC on my nieces truck. My sister Sherri and I did not expect to see nothing but the name Ruth's Legacy Trucking, LLC, that's it! All that I knew that it made me cry tears of joy. Octavia travels with my M O T H E R in spirit. It's like my M O T H E R journeying in time, but...in spirit.

I am proud of Octavia for everything she does when she drive her truck around the country in memory of my M O T H E R. So beautiful! 

Giving Success To GOD And His Son JESUS Almighty

 Book 182 - Special Edition Video

Hebrews 10:36 - 36. For ye have need of patience, that after ye have done the will of GOD, ye might receive the promise. 

Genesis 39:2-3 - 2. And the LORD was with joseph, and he was a prosperous man; and he was in the house of his master the Egyptian. 3. And his master saw that the LORD was with him, and that the LORD made all that he did to prosper in his hand. 

I did an interview with my sister-in-law Neyome live, so that I could get people to donate to my Go Fund Me site. So far, no people donated to my Go Fund Me site! What I am going to do is put my Go Fund Me site in the hands of GOD and his son JESUS. They know all about what I have to do to get my screenplay in to production with the producers of Chad Conley Productions. This is what my post is all about, trying to get people to donate to my Go Fund Me site.

I am not going to worry no more about it! I am going to leave my fundraiser in the hands of my pilots. That is all I could do to get people in general to pay attention. GOD and his son JESUS is good all the time no matter what the cause, or situation is. I know in my heart I am going to raise the $4,000 dollars needed for one half of the screenplay and my screenwriter will take care of the rest. Brett Johnson (screenwriter) has given me two months to come up with the funds so that he could start my campaign. 

I am asking that everyone here who views my post will give towards my Go Fund Me site. I am praying for that to happen, because I am dedicating the cause to my parents: Ruth Ann Thomas Brunson (M O T H E R) and my (F A T H E R) Wesley Brunson Sr. I very much want to make them proud of my accomplishment. By GOD and his son JESUS almighty, let it be real; let me be able to raise the $4,000 dollars needed to cover half the cost of my screenplay. I am going to continue to leave my fundraiser in the hands of my pilots.

Riding The Successful Storm

 Book 181

Joshua 1:8 - 8. This book of law shall not depart out of thy mouth; but thou shalt mediate therein day and night, that thou mayest observe to do according to all that is written therein: for then thou shalt make thy way prosperous, and then thou shalt have good success. 

Matthew 6:33 - But seek ye first the kingdom of GOD, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you. 

Proverbs 3:9-10 - 9. Honor the LORD with thy substance, and with the firstfruits of all thine increase. 10. So shall thy barns be filled with plenty and thy presses shall burst out with new wine. 

Philippians 4:19 - 19. But my GOD shall supply all your need according to his riches in glory by Christ Jesus. 

I just miss the ole girl so much, I can't began to fathom my life with out my M O T H E R. It's still hard for me to bare the though that I am never going to see my M O T H E R again. I am still grieving for her in my own way. It is not a day I don't think of her. All I could do is to pray for comfort to ease the pain I feel about losing my M O T H E R. 

This was why I will dedicate my road to success to my M O T H E R and to my F A T H E R. I just found out that my book, "The Minorities, The Pilot" is going to be scripted into a movie. That is the greatest accomplishment that I have ever received. Just like my M O T H E R, I am riding the storm to success. Yes, I got Hollywood producer eager and ready to turn my book into a movie. 

But, the only thing that I need to accomplish is getting the screenplay to the producers of Chad Conley Productions. Screenplays aren't cheep! I am looking to pay thousands of dollars to provide the screenplay to producers. That's money that I don't have on me; not even my account. I decided to do a fundraiser in order to raise at least $9000.00 to cover the cost of the screenplay.

I know that I can't let this opportunity get away from me, because it is a chance of a lifetime deal. I would like to provide for my son Zachary everything that I never had so that he can have a better life. That is my goal to do so, even if I need to use my car as collateral to cover the cost of the screenplay. Using my car as collateral is risky, but...when it comes to Zachary, I am willing to do what I need to see that he have a better life. I am riding the storm for Zachary. 

I can't pass up a chance of lifetime to live a better life. I guess I am like most people who have the opportunity to live a successful life, and I don't blame them not one bit. This is my goal for Zachary and I am not to pass this opportunity of being famous up. 

Christmastime Memories Of My Parents

 Book 179

Isaiah 7:14 - 14. Therefore the LORD give you a sign; Behold A virgin shall conceive, and bear A son, and shall call his name Immanuel

Luke 2:11 - 11. For unto you is born this day in the city of David, A Saviour, which is Christ the LORD. 

My twin sister Sherri and I decided to decorate two small Christmas trees for each parent so that we can take them to their grave sites. There were also two identical vases to put on the bases of their tombstones. Sherri and I both dread going out to our parents grave sites, because it was too painful for us to fathom their deaths to reality. It was especially hard us bare that reality. Time must move on with only the memories we will carry of our F A T H E R and M O T H E R.

The small Christmas was decorated and ready to be placed on each of our parents grave sites. Yet, we were still dreading that moment when we would actually have to go out to the grave sites and place both small Christmas trees and their vases. My brother-in-law Lorenzo decided to come along for the ride for support. Since we were more close to the grave site of my M O T H E R S, Lorenzo, Sherri, my son Zachary, my great nephews Christian and Justin Jr. went to my M O T H E R S grave site first. Sherri and I was totally emotional as we headed towards the graveyard to our M O T H E R S eternal resting place. 

All of a sudden, Sherri and I cried out when we came upon and looked over at our M O T H E R S grave site. With our eyes so full of tear drops, my brother-in-law Lorenzo drove up beside our M O T H E R S grave, and Sherri and I got out of the SUV on the passenger side where our M O T H E R grave site was located. Sherri and I was so shaken up with grief, we stood there crying out for our M O T H E R and calling out to her. It took us less than two minutes tops to do what we came out to our M O T H E R S grave site for. Afterwards, we began placing our M O T H E R S heart shaped solar light on the right side of her tombstone facing us, and then place the Christmas tree on top of her vault. Sherri and I had to anchor it to keep it in place in case of a windy day. 

The other flowers that were there we place on each side of our M O T H E R S vault so that the small Christmas tree would stand out. The vase of flowers we placed on top of her vase, praying that a strong wind will not blow it off. After Sherri and I were finished placing the vase and the small Christmas tree, we took so pictures of our M O T H E R S grave decorated full from our hearts and souls. We stood there starring with our eyes full of tear drops once again until we loaded up the SUV. It was on to my F A T H E R S grave site.

Another emotional vendetta Sherri and I had to deal with. Our eyes continued to be filled with our tear drops as we went...I'll say over 5 to 6 miles to my F A T H E R S grave site to place his small Christmas tree and flower vase onto his tombstone. As Lorenzo, Sherri, my son Zachary, Christian, and Justin Jr. arrived at the grave site of my F A T H E R, Sherri, the boys, and I got out on the passenger side of the SUV; walked around and proceeded to my F A T H E R S grave site. Sherri had to tear the base part of the small Christmas tree apart, because we could not place the tree on the ground due to the graveyard was  privately owned and it's grounds keepers try and keep the graveyard cleaned. So, with that said, Sherri could not place our F A T H E R S solar light in the ground in front of his tombstone. After Sherri took off the base of the Christmas tree, I put the tree into our F A T H E R S vase so tightly that the wind could not blow it out of the vase, as though we were hoping that wind would not blow the Christmas tree out of its vase. 

We then place my F A T H E R S small flower vase on the base of the tombstone, hoping that will not blow off from a strong wind. It was heavy enough to withstand a strong dose of wind. Our decoration of our parents graves were completed. Sherri and I started taking pictures of our F A T H E R S decorated tombstone. We stood for minutes looking at our work and thinking of our F A T H E R, before Sherri, the boys and I got into the SUV to depart the graveyard. 

Our duties when it came to our parent was done. Sherri and I was still full of emotions that our parents will not be with us for Christmas, but...will remain in our spirit and our hearts. We will have nothing but awesome memories of our parents. F A T H E R and M O T H E R can now rest during their Heavenly holiday. 

Memories

 Book 177

 

Philippians 1: 3 – 5 – 3. I thank my GOD upon every remembrance of you. 4. Always in every prayer of mine for you all making request with joy. 5. For your fellowship in the gospel from the first day until now. 

As I look outside my nieces apartment, I see a lot of rain pouring down fiercely without an end in sight. My joints ache from the coldness of the weather along with a touch of arthritis. I see myself not moving an inch out into this kind of weather due to my condition. I hear that it is a storm brewing out in the Gulf of Mexico. Its name is Eta. 

I better get set for the storm. I am going out later on today to buy some supplies just in case the storm hit again here in Florida. I know that the Florida Keys had been affected by the storm and I just want to prepare just in case it makes a direct turn and it hits Florida again. I am sitting here thinking while I am thinking of about the storm Eta; I thinking about my M O T H E R S grave and the flowers that are still intact. Maybe, I should go out and remove those flowers, so that they don't fly away just in case the storm hit Florida again. 

It is a lot to think about during this day; my M O T H E R S grave and her flowers affected by this "Greek" letter storm. I guess I find my M O T H E R grave accessories very important, because they were apart of her and her burial. I don't want them to fly about during a potential storm if it hits here in Florida again. It may sound odd to everyone who reads this post, but...my M O T H E R S earthly grave possessions mean everything to me, because...they were a part of her and her burial and I want to protect them in any way I can. 

I also find myself in deep thought of her, even with a dry face. No tears in sight! I can't help but miss her with every ounce of my heart. M O T H E R will be missed terribly, even throughout the upcoming holiday seasons. I truly believe Christmas will be the toughest on my family. I remember a time when my M O T H E R use to sit on the couch and watch Sherri and I cook up our Christmas dinner and her always sampling our cooking. My family and I will miss that with our Queen, my M O T H E R, because it will never be the same, ever.

The one thing I will always miss about my M O T H E R is that she would always have her Christmas shopping done way ahead of time before everyone else get their Christmas shopping started. She was very punctual about her time and the way she did things. I admired that from my M O T H E R! I will most definitely miss that about her majorly. Thanksgiving is coming up. There is a lot of things to do and prepare for and I know that it would be a holiday that I will cherish in memory of my M O T H E R S cornbread dressing that she use to make so good.

The cornbread would be just right according to my M O T H E R S hand in making the best dressing ever. She would always cut up the chicken gizzards very fine and with all the seasons she used they were just right to perfection. M O T H E R S giblet gravy; it was phenomenal! I don't think anyone can make an extraordinary gravy like my M O T H E R did. She would be also greatly missed during the Thanksgiving holiday along with her famous cornbread dressing and I forgot her fruit salad he use to make. 

Those sweet touches my M O T H E R she use to put towards what she made according to food; I don't think I will ever know how to make cornbread dressing just like her, or her fruit salad. She took that with her to her grave and I know I will never retrieve those great recipes ever again. I know that I will have to do my best to make a good cornbread dressing or a fruit salad. My M O T H E R S genious in her cooking will never faulter in my mind, because...they will always be my greatest memories of her. GOD and his son JESUS help me to cope with the fact that my M O T H E R S death and just cherish the memories I have of her, because...it is all I have of her in an instant. 

 from her ever again. 

Just Reminiscing Life

 Book 176

Genesis 19:17 - 17. And it came to pass, when they had brought them forth abroad, that he said, Escape for they life; look not behind thee, neither stay thou in all the plain; escape to the mountain lest thou be consumed. 

Genesis 45:5 - 5. Now therefore be not grieved, nor angry with yourselves, that ye sold me hither; for GOD did send me before you to preserve life. 

Maybe I should stop talking about my M O T H E R for a while, because I like to keep a non grieving head on my shoulders. Don't get me wrong, but...everyone has a right to grieve for their loved ones. It is just I get so tired of crying my eyes out each and everyday. Yes, I do miss my M O T H E R very much; just as much as I miss my F A T H E R. I am trying to find something else to talk about here on this blog of mines.

Let's see...what to say? Perhaps, let me talk about why I am still up so late in the wee hours of the morning? I answer is obvious! My insomnia is acting up! Most of the times I cannot sleep, especially with the anxiety attacks I have to the point I awake out of my sleep and I cannot breathe sometimes. 

I have to take deep breathes to regain consciousness; and I find myself blessed to have received my consciousness required by GOD and his son JESUS. Thank GOD and his son JESUS I took my meds. Sometimes I miss taking my meds and I find myself not thinking about the importance in taking my meds. GOD and his son JESUS show me that I need to take better care of myself and balance my diabetes, so that my A1C's can resume a 6 or 7 on the charts and those are the best readings. Sometimes I do think of my M O T H E R and how she kept herself up with her diabetes and other underline issues she had just before she had her stroke unto her death. 

I am so thankful to GOD and his son JESUS for giving me that chance to live, but...I need to take better care of myself, so that I don't end killing myself. GOD and his son JESUS is good all the time. I am going to work on myself and get better with my diabetes. I think I am going to make this post short and I think I will get ready and prepare myself for bed, because...I am a bit tired and sleepy. I had to talk about myself and not so much about my M O T H E R and F A T H E R, even though I miss them very much.

My Redemption Of My M O T H E R

 Book 174

Psalms 49:8 - 8. For the redemption of their soul is precious, and it ceaseth forever.

Leviticus 25:52 - 52. And if there remain but few years unto the year of jubile, then he shall count with him, and according unto his years shall he give him again the price of his redemption. 

It's totally hard sometimes when a person like myself trying to find something to write about. I guess I can tell everyone what is on my mind that got me so curious about writing. I write to express what is on my mind. Now, I think I found something to talk about. I want to talk about my M O T H E R S upcoming birthday. She would of been three scores, ten years, and one year on the 23rd day of this month of October. 

I know that I want to celebrate my M O T H E R S life as she lived it. "A Legacy of Love." What else could I say about a woman who gave so much love? This is the reason why I want to celebrate my M O T H E R S life as she lived it. I went out to her gravesite days ago, because...I got a call from the memorial place called Sweet Dreams that designs tombstones; I did business with them almost four years ago for the design of my F A T H E R S tombstone. 

This British fellow by the name of Luke, called me to confirm that my M O T H E R S tombstone was ready to be installed at Antioch cemetery in Bealsville. I decided to stomach going out to the cemetery, even though I wasn't ready to go out to my M O T H E R S gravesite, because...her death was still fresh in my mind. My son Zachary, my niece Ta'Neisha, and I beat Luke out to the cemetery. As we pulled up to my M O T H E R S gravesite, I immediately cried out as loud as I could, because...the reality of my M O T H E R S death hit me very hard as I looked over at her grave. 

I kept staring at it like I could take my eyes off of her grave. I called out to my M O T H E R in my most deepest emotions. I kept crying out with a very hurtful cry. My heart was breaking with every ounce of strength I had in my body. The reality of my M O T H E R S death will never leave me for as long as I live. 

Then finally...I look over in the distance and saw Luke arriving with my M O T H E R S tombstone. I immediately moved out of the way so that he can prepare to place her tombstone. I proceeded towards my car and waited for Luke to set up everything he needed before I decided to walk back over to my M O T H E R S gravesite to watch him set her tombstone. It was a lot to assemble in setting the tombstone with the base and the actual stone itself. It took almost one hour for Luke to set my M O T H E R S tombstone, picture and all. 

 After Luke was finished setting my M O T H E R S tombstone, he took a picture of it (I guess) for his record of setting it up. I...came behind him and took four pictures of my M O T H E R S entire gravesite, tombstone and all. I cried once again knowing that my M O T H E R S grave had her name on it for all eternity. It was beautiful as she was and still is. I am never going to forget that I was there (even though I had to stomach being there at the cemetery) and saw my M O T H E R S tombstone set up and placed. I then shared the pictures on Facebook for everyone to see and observe. 

Memories of a M O T H E R

 Book 170

Copyright © 2020 By Author:Terri Celestine Brunson. All Rights Reserved

Synopsis:  This post is totally personal to me. I felt I had to write and tell everyone how I feel when it comes to losing my M O T H E R. It is about love, grief, and pain. I pray I can someday be eased of the pain I feel and move on with my life. 

Ephesians 6:1 - 24 - 1. Children, obey your parents in the LORD for this is right. 2. Honor they father and mother which is the first commandment with promise. 3. That it may be well with thee, and thou mayest live long on the earth. 4. And, ye fathers, provoke not your children to wrath: but bring them up in the nurture and admonition of the LORD. 5. Servants, be obedient to them that are your masters according to the flesh, with fear trembling in the singleness of your heart , as unto Christ. 6. Not with eyeserivice, as menpleasers; but as the servants of Christ doing the will of GOD from the heart. 7. With good will doing service, as to the LORD and not to men. 8. Knowing that whatsoever good thing any man doeth, the same shall he receive of the LORD whether he be bond or free. 9. And ye masters, do the same things unto them, forbearing threatening: knowing that your master also is in Heaven; neither is there respect of persons with him. 10. Finally, my brethren, be strong in the LORD and in the power of his might. 11. Put on the whole armour of GOD, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil. 12. For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places. 13. Wherefore take unto you the whole armour of GOD, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand. 14. Stand therefore, having your loins girt about with truth, and having on the brestplate of righteousness; 15. And your feet shod with the preparation of the gospel of peace: 16. Above all, taking the shield of fatih, wherewith ye shall be able to quench all the fiery darts of the wicked. 17. And take the helmet of salvation, and the sword the spirit which is the word of GOD. 18. Praying always with all prayer and supplication in the spirit and watching thereunto with all perseverance and supplication for all saints; 19. And for me, that utterance may be given unto me, that I may open my mouth boldly, to make know the mystery of the gospel. 20. For which I am an ambassador in bonds: that therein I may speak boldly as I ought to speak. 21. But that ye also may know my affairs, and how I do, Tychicus a beloved brother and faithful minster in the LORD, shall make know to you all things. 22. Whom I have sent unto you for the same purpose, that ye might know our affairs, and that he might comfort your hearts. 23. Peace be to the brethren and love with faith from GOD the Father and the LORD Jesus Christ. 24. Grace be with all them that love our LORD JESUS Christ in sincerity. Amen (To the Ephesians written from Rome, by Tychicus) 

No one could never replace my M O T H E R. My feelings are mutual when it comes to her. It was hard to see her without life in her body, but... to know that her soul is in Heaven, I know it! My M O T H E R was a "Legion of Love" and she was loved by everyone, known or unknown. She carried that sweet heart and sweet spirit everywhere she went.

When my M O T H E R went to glory on August 8, 2020, part of me went with her. It is hard to imagine life without my "Queen" but...with the help of GOD and his son JESUS, she helped guide me on the right path of righteousness. I acknowledge that very much to everyone who reads this post. My M O T H E R did so much for me, I can never repay her for what she has done for me in my lifetime. I miss times when me, my twin sister Sherri and I went to her favorite store "Ross." She would go into that store and get buried in the clothes in a heartbeat, while searching for that one dress to add to her collection of many dresses she had in her closet. 

Two hours she is in the store, while Sherri and I try to pull her out of the clothes. That was hard to do of course! But...Sherri and I let our M O T H E R shop as long as wanted to satisfy her needs to find a dress, or several dresses she wanted for church. My M O T H E R always shopped for a dress for church and other occasions that she was considering taking part of. She loved to shop that is all I got to say for a woman who dressed to perfection. 

I miss the times whenever Sherri, her husband Lorenzo, my son Zachary, and I would take a stroll in Lorenzo's SUV and we would go to Walmart, or to the Wawa, the fish market to buy fresh fish, or just riding around until the sunset over the horizon, my M O T H E R would always be in tow, no matter what. She was never left home...never! My M O T H E R was never lonely; never wanting to be alone. She basically rode all over the globe, especially when it came to traveling regional and international. My M O T H E R was ready and willing to travel with her suitcases already packed. I will miss that time with my M O T H E R the most. 

She loved hanging out with her classmates; since, she was on the executive board with planning Social gatherings: Banquets, Christmas Party's, Breakfasts celebration at the Recreation Center, or just getting  together with her classmates communicating about things that they loved and cherish. Either me, or Sherri would take our M O T H E R to these events. We never mind it at all, because...that was our M O T H E R. My thought...whatever benefits her enjoyment, Sherri and I made sure she had the luxury of getting there and having a awesome time at each event. 

My M O T H E R never quit, no matter how she felt being on dialysis, having diabetes, or feeling a little faint, that 70 year old woman would always push herself to beat all odds no matter how she was really feeling. I admired her strength totally in my heart. There were days when I thought I would not make it, and my M O T H E R was kicking boldly the rocks at full speed. I found myself honored and proud to have had "Mrs. Ruth Ann Thomas-Brunson" as my M O T H E R. My thoughts are totally clear when I carry this monologue I had about my M O T H E R. 

I can talk about her all day and stretching it out to the four winds of faith and peace when it came putting all my love I had for my M O T H E R, and still I still have that unconditional love for her in the grave. Everyone...love your M O T H E R unconditionally, because...once she gone, she is gone. You lose your whole word in a heartbeat. You cannot replace the "Queen" ever! She is the only one that bore you, nursed you, work almost 24 hours a day, sometimes without rest, gave love unconditionally. Everyone, love you M O T H E R while she is still on this earth, because...you will never get another M O T H E R in your lifetime. 

M O T H E R

Book 167 - Special Edition Post - Our Queen, The Matriarch

Copyright © 2020 by Author Terri Celestine Brunson

2 Kings 4:30 - 30. And the mother of the child said, as the LORD liveth, and as they soul liveth, I will not leave thee. And he arose, and followed her. 

Isaiah 66:13 - 13. As one whom his mother comforteth, so will I comfort you; and ye shall be comforted in Jerusalem. 

Sherri, Wesley Jr., and I longed for our MOTHER to be there for us when we needed her to be there for us. There was nothing that could pull us away from her even if she's not doing her best, we are there for her in spirit and in spirit...her every need. It is hard sometimes to know that we cannot be there at the time when things are so uncharted and so unclear to us. Sherri, Wesley Jr., and I know that GOD and his son JESUS is there on time when our MOTHER need them the most. Her time away from us is so precious, dear, and sweet. 

Sherri, Wesley Jr., and I know that our MOTHERS voice will not be silenced for long, nor her immobile status will not see to exist for as long as we know that GOD and his son JESUS is good all the time. We bring new hope to the table and we lay it down with the possibilities of what may occur when our MOTHER...the queen of the universe is not 100 times the fathom we want her to be. Those fathoms turn into security wrapped around Sherri, Wesley Jr., and I with our emotions and in our thoughts. Some codes are not made to figure out just how concerned we are when it comes to our MOTHER. She is the queen, our matriarch! 

How can we hold our composure; how can we keep our emotions intact without shedding an ounce of despair? It is quite obvious what is known to be true by faith from the ones above. GOD is good all the time! And there is nothing that could beat our pilots giving, if asked in their name and that Sherri, Wesley Jr., and I pray as hard as we could withstand the love that GOD and his son JESUS has for us and our MOTHER to come back to us a 1000 and 1 bubbly presents. We can see as far as the horizon when it comes to our MOTHER being in the center our world. 

Our queen, our matriarch...where art thou in our thoughts? We know that you will return with glory and strength. That would be a joy to see! It is a once in a lifetime gift wrapped in our prayers, our faith, our trust, our belief, and our joy. Sherri, Wesley Jr., and I will meet our MOTHER again when things are not so uncharted. 

Our MOTHERS charts will not be so uncharted for long once she began to blossom like a flower in a spring breeze. Then...we will know that our MOTHER is growing closer to us than we ever imagined her to be watered with purity. Our queen, the matriarch...GOD and his son JESUS got you when there is nothing more to worry about or to do. Your strength will be revised to you a 1000 times more than you ever imagined it would be. Patience has its abundance when it is not rushed, only if it is given with time in the name of our father GOD, and in the name your son JESUS, and in the name of the HOLY Spirit...it is done!.

The Wisdom of the Mitchell and Brunson Family

Book 166 - Special Edition Post - A Real Family

Ephesians 2:8 - 9 - 8. For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves it is the gift of GOD. 

Hebrews 11:6 - 6. But without faith it is impossible to please him for he that cometh to GOD must believe that he is, and that he is a rewarder of them that diligently seek him. 

Mark 16:16 - 16. He that believeth and is baptized shall be saved; but he that believeth not shall be damned. 

Romans 10:10 - 10. For with the heart man believeth unto righteousness; and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation. 

There were many things that the Brunson and Mitchell family's did not take for granted, and that was love, happiness, trust, belief, faith, and glory. There was nothing we would do for family. We hang out together no matter where we were on the globe. My family and I would always be together. There was something in our lives that was too painful to take. 

It was not my FATHER this time, It was my MOTHER is the light of our lives. She got stuck down by a stroke almost a month ago without notice. I was told by my twin sister Sherri around 11:30 that night when I was getting ready for bed that our MOTHER was sick and that she had to go to the nearest hospital for care. I raced over to my brother-in-law Lorenzo's mother house to see what was going on with my MOTHER. When I arrived, my MOTHER was being placed in back of an ambulance. 

She looked like nothing was wrong with her. She was talking and looking around while the paramedics were securing her in the back of the ambulance. Sherri and I were then told by one of the paramedics that our MOTHER will be taken to the nearest hospital for treatment, because...he believed at that moment that she was having a possible stroke. Sherri and I was in shock about what the paramedic had told us. Sherri had told me that day when our MOTHER told her that she was in pain behind her left eye and that her left eye was incredibly red like a blood vessel had ruptured throughout her eye.

She also said that our MOTHER had just had dinner that night.No one thought no more about that something silently was going on with our MOTHER. While my MOTHER was eating, she had dropped her fork on the floor and began to lay back on the sofa. Sherri notice our MOTHER laid back on the sofa unresponsive. She told me that she immediately call 911 emergency at that moment to come out to the house and that our MOTHER did not feel well at all at that moment. Then...I received the call to come over to Lorenzo's mother's house to check on my MOTHER. At that moment, I did not waste anytime getting my clothes and shoes from my night attire. 

And that was the timeline of what I saw when I arrived at Lorenzo mother's house to see my MOTHER in the back of the ambulance. Sherri and I stood there in the yard as we watched our mother leave in the ambulance to South Florida Baptist Hospital. It was the nearest hospital to take my MOTHER for treatment, even though...I did not like that hospital for its history for how they treated their patient and not getting certain things done to improve the quality of the hospital. So with that said, my MOTHER had to receive immediate care. My family and I had to remain outside of the hospital, because of the COVID19 virus. 

I was very worried about my mother, because...of the COVID19 virus. I prayed as she was inside of the hospital that she would not contract the virus. Thirty minutes into my MOTHERS hospital visit, a nurse came out to meet with me and Sherri about our MOTHERS condition. She had informed us that our MOTHER had a stroke and that she had to air lifted to a hospital in Tampa, Florida. Our MOTHER was air lifted to St. Joseph's Hospital. It was one of the best hospitals for patients who experience what my MOTHER experienced during her time of despair. 

Sherri and I were totally worried about our MOTHER, because...her situation was a matter of life and death when she was flown to St. Joseph's Hospital in Tampa. We were distraught about what was going to happen with our MOTHER. Tears beaded down our faces as I tried to drive to Tampa following the helicopter. Sherri had gotten a call to turn around and go home from a nurse South Florida Baptist Hospital, because...there was no need for us to go to St. Joseph's Hospital. We were going to sit outside of the hospital anyway, because...of the COVID19 virus. No one was allowed through the hospital entrance where the patients were, or in the lobby crowding around. 

Sherri and I started back home so that we could inform our family about our MOTHER serious condition. It took less than twenty minutes for us to reach home. As soon as Sherri and I walked in the door of Lorenzo's mother's home, we started praying for our MOTHERS recovery. Continuously distraught, Sherri and I parted ways. I told Sherri and Lorenzo that I would come back over as soon as the sun came up good and when I gotten myself cleaned up. 

Our family came together to pray for our MOTHERS recovery. Wesley had came around to the house later that day, so that we could comfort each other in our time of despair. Our MOTHER was totally important to us and we did not want anything to happen to her in the midst of her stroke and the situation that she was in as she was placed in the intensive care unit at St. Joseph's Hospital. Sherri, Lorenzo, Wesley, and I could only pray for our MOTHERS recovery from her stroke and that would come out from that catharsis state that she was in. All that we knew, we knew in our hearts that our MOTHER would recover and that it was going to take some time until she was able to become mobile again with her body and that she will be able to become verbal to tell us that she will be alright.