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08/19/2024

Never give up Faith, Hope and Love!

My dad has bees. Today, I went to his house and he showed me all the honey he had gotten from the hives. He took the lid off a 5-gallon bucket full of honey and on top of the honey there were 3 little bees, struggling. They were covered in sticky honey and drowning. I asked him if we could help them and he said he was sure they wouldn't survive. Casualties of honey collection I suppose.

I asked him again if we could at least get them out and kill them quickly, after all he was the one who taught me to put a suffering animal (or bug) out of its misery. He finally conceded and scooped the bees out of the bucket. He put them in an empty Chobani yogurt container and put the plastic container outside.

Because he had disrupted the hive with the earlier honey collection, there were bees flying all over outside.

We put the 3 little bees in the container on a bench and left them to their fate. My dad called me out a little while later to show me what was happening. These three little bees were surrounded by all their sisters (all of the bees are females) and they were cleaning the sticky nearly dead bees, helping them to get all of the honey off of their bodies. We came back a short time later and there was only one little bee left in the container. She was still being tended to by her sisters.

When it was time for me to leave, we checked one last time and all three of the bees had been cleaned off enough to fly away and the container was empty.

Those three little bees lived because they were surrounded by family and friends who would not give up on them, family and friends who refused to let them drown in their own stickiness and resolved to help until the last little bee could be set free.

Bee Sisters. Bee Peers. Bee Teammates.

We could all learn a thing or two from these bees.

Bee kind always.

02/03/2024

To all active, addicted, using, substance Abusers please READ this!!!

04/29/2023

Just living one second at a time in loving my addicts. So hard. We are never promised tomorrow. From the moment my son picked up and used is the moment my life changed. Even though my son is still here I have lost a piece of him I will never get back and a change in me that I am still trying to understand and manage. Addiction is so evil and tears families apart but I am still fighting to win as I cannot ever allow Evil (Drugs) to win! It takes alot of work, understanding, will, knowledge, courage, strength and I will continue with the battle until there is no more battle to fight. The "War on Drugs" has taken way too may lives and we all need to help stop this War called Addiction by doing our part to not enable, contribute, over love, and to become Aware to act NOW!

03/18/2023

If you have the luxury of thinking addicts are lowlife scums who chose their addiction, remember to thank your Higher Self that you have no idea what this life is like.
One thing you never want to do is watch someone you love, who has fought so hard to beat addiction, throw everything away and sink back into a life that will most likely lead to jail or death. You want to grab them and shake them and scream, "What are you doing?!?!" but, at some point, you realize it wouldn't make a bit of difference. So, you sit back and watch the tragedy unfold, as if you are watching a movie. Feeling helpless to stop it, feeling like you haven't done enough to help, even though you know, only the addict can help themselves. Battling addiction is a beast for the person addicted and for the ones who love them. l am asking you to stand with me in prayer for every family member, loved one, and friend who has lost or is losing their battle with drugs and alcohol and for those who continue to conquer it!
Put this on your page for one hour if you know someone ( or knew someone) who struggles(ed) with addiction.

01/07/2023

01/01/2023

Happy New Year!!!

12/18/2022

A Part Of Me…

Even before you were a twinkle in my eye, I knew I would love until the day that I died…
However, I am dying a little more each passing day, watching the child I love so much slowly fading away.
Your once clear mind and bright eyes are now clouded with the darkness and no longer free. You see it doesn’t only affect you…it takes a part of me.
I put a smile on my face as I wake to face each day and the pray the same prayer that God will show you the way.
There isn’t enough love I can give to save you from this Hell, a painful reality I know far too well.
My tearful pleas have fallen on deaf ears as this nightmare has been going on for years and years.
Each night I lay awake with a heart full of hope yet a mind full of fear. Fearing I will soon hear the words no parent wants to hear.
Where is my child? Is he ok? Will the Good Lord grant him another day?
Or will today be the day I get the call that I dread? A parents worst nightmare…your sweet child is dead.
You see the child I love is already gone, the addiction has stolen him away. It is a desperate battle to try to save him every second of every day.
The answer seems so simple…just put the bottle/pill down! Yet each day, each drink/pill/fix, you continue to drown.
Drowning in the darkness of this horrible disease. Watching you fall brings those that love you to our knees.
We want so badly to help you and we have tried in every way, but there is no way to convince you no matter what we do or say.
Some days I feel as though my heart is being ripped out of my chest. I am exhausted, I am desperate and rarely get any rest.
I know the potential you have and your big loving heart. I wish more than anything I could take away this addiction that is tearing you apart.
It is stealing every piece of you and there is nothing we can do, for no one can help or save you but YOU!
So many times you have tried to quit and we pray you see the light but before you reach the end of the tunnel it turns to dark as night.
Our hearts are heavy as we watch you fall again. We know one day you will try once more, the question is just when?
Will it before you have lost it all? Or my glass runs out of sand? I want to help you son! I am not sure how much more heartache I can with withstand.

11/26/2022

Holidays are hard when addiction is a guest. Addiction creeps it’s way onto the guest list and sits at the top of the table like it owns the place. Because it does. When our loved ones who are or once was addicted walk into the room it’s like everything stops for a minute. There is always that one question that everyone thinks “are they high?”. Addicts who are clean still feel it. No matter how long you’ve been drug free, you still feel like the j****e of the family. Keep fighting for one more day. That’s all that matters. Our addiction makes us feel that everyone hates us but in reality, they are proud. Your family loves you. To the addicts who are still struggling, the holidays are hard without you. We miss you. We miss the you who would show up and help every thanksgiving. Who would make sure everyone was laughing until they couldn’t breathe. We pray that you get help and can show up next year clean and sober. To everyone out there who is an addict or has an addict in their family, keep praying. God got us. He doesn’t put anything in front of us that we can’t handle. 🙏🏼

10/16/2022

Have a great day!

“Don’t just pretend to love others. Really love them. Hate what is wrong. Hold tightly to what is good. Love each other with genuine affection, and take delight in honoring each other.”
Romans 12:9-10