INCONCEIVABLY BLONDE....

These lines are observations/reflections of my mom from the perspective of me, an involved bystander, broken-hearted....It's one thing to have to come to terms with a disease that's beating your body, from the inside out, killing you....Then, on top of that, at the same time to have to also experience losing your memory, your control--how mind-blowing and excruciatingly painful--for yourself and your family! I can’t imagine the hell she’s suffering, only support, care, cry, observe, ponder, reflect, and pray--always pray. May God be merciful and grant my mother--my beautiful, brilliant, proud, accomplished, vibrant, giving, selfless, loving mother—peace, love, comfort, and meaningful time left with us and spare her the suffering and the torture of being trapped while feeling her body and mind break down.  Lord, please, hold, wrap, and keep her in Thine loving embrace, I'm begging....I pray they find a cure for cancer, and with each passing day my mom lives, I'm praying ...

They say all roads lead to Rome. Ok, so…. What road leads to you? The You that you want, the You that you need, the You that you are already (and may not know it)…. Better be ready, at least have some idea of what makes you you , makes you tick, who you want to be and why, try to picture the path your life will lead.  Even so, how do you really know what your life’s road will be, what’s your destiny? Destination unknown? Doesn’t have to be…. What does it look like? Is it straight and narrow, or winding and curved? Is it paved or cobbled, or covered in dirt? Where does it come from? Where does it go? How does it travel? Too fast, or too slow? Is it the “Road Less Travelled,” or does everyone know? How far must you take it before you know? When you drive down the beach, Are you ready to meet The You that is waiting for you to arrive? Climb inside and sit back, inhale the salty, sunny breeze on your face, tickle the truth in this pl...